Fear of the White Ponytail
Nothing reeks of whiteness like a long ponytail flinging back and forth, ahem, a long blonde ponytail flinging back and forth.
How do I try to describe my own feelings toward race and myself that have really stemmed from having challenging hair - not seeing my hair, myself in these ponytails? Not to say that a long ponytail was my Hair Holy Grail. Rather, MY Holy Grail was big, curly, ethnic hair.
I've have understood why and how black women feel about the ownership of their hair, the politics, the maintenance, the comments, the white ponytails everywhere. For me, it's nothing new.
White women with thinning hair are getting a small whiff of an issue that is kinda politically charged. I mean, women just don't lose their hair, right? Edges? Visibly thinning areas? We're just now learning to talk about the thinning aspects, so nothing of the fact that many white women don't know much about or frizz or the transition from chemicals.
There's an intersection of hair, identity, politics, culture (and co-opting other cultures) and still a million ways for us to misunderstand each other and hair and how we all feel about it.
And THEN THERE'S this. I read this story and was pissed.
TEACHER COMPLAINS ABOUT OIL IN A STUDENT'S HAIR AND SPARKS OUTRAGE.