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There is someone of my acquaintance that gave a little boy a 'trim' when she was a teenager. His father was so enraged by what she did to his son he chased her down, tackled her to the lawn, and scalped her. Her mother made her go to school that way as further punishment.

I am actually incoherent with rage right now.

Yeah, I know those events were for black women who were sick of white people touching their hair. That's why I mentioned them. To emphasize the point that, as I said, hair is a big deal, especially for black women. When you have a white person cutting it, it's an even bigger deal because of the history of

Actually, if you look at the thread, I think you'll find that it turns out that cutting hair is a surprisingly common form of bullying. In this story, racism is certainly the more relevant issue than bullying in general, but I think unnecessarily cutting the hair is a particularly painful issue for women. Hair is

In elementary school, a girl cut off my hair on the bus. She was sitting behind me, and I didn't know what was going on, and she cut out massive chunks of hair before I realized what all of the giggling was about. This girl was troubled, and I don't think she was doing it to pick on me specifically, and anyone with

Hell, I went to sleep over at a friend's house and her brother threatened to shave my head since it turned out she was supposed to be babysitting him that night, not inviting me over, and even took a try at it. My parents came and picked me up it got so crazy.

When I was in 9th grade I was in the bathroom when the "popular girls" came in. They were always super mean to me and made fun of me regularly, tripped me in the halls, etc. Anyway, this time they decided to be nice to me. I was standing in front of the mirror and they surrounded me talking about how they wanted to

When I was in middle school, one of my teachers told a story about when she was in high school. It was the 50s, and lots of girls wore high ponytails. There was this one girl that nobody liked. She was new to the area and beautiful. She "stole" somebody's boyfriend. So a bunch of girls had a sleepover and invited

I had a friend in middle school who was the daughter of a Pentecostal minister, she wasn't allowed to cut her hair, had to wear skirts, couldn't wear makeup, etc. This led to a decent amount of bullying/othering, but the worst was that kids would try and cut her hair in class. A few were successful and she was always

And weirdly, the most surprising thing about this is not that a black woman was abused by police officers, but that it didn't take place in Florida.

In Litchfield, Conn., State's Attorney Frank Maco says there was "probable cause" to charge Allen with molesting Dylan and that police had drawn up an arrest warrant, but that he decided not to pursue the case, in part because it would traumatize Dylan. At his own news conference, Allen lashes out at Farrow, police

Off topic: That lip color looks good on her.

Lena Dunham, I officially love you. No longer on the fence. You are awesome

So he shtupped her and then dumped her like a hot rock after making her feel like shit about it. I don't juan to be judgmental here - but if he'd do it on TV, than it's part of his dating/sex pattern off camera.

Has anyone else noticed that he talks to some of the women as if they are children?

No shame, I love those two. I am kinda heart broken Snooks had a baby and grew up, I liked the crazy drunk lil meatball

Do not be ashamed. I love watching friends be friends. So I love Snooki and JWoww.

I gave myself an orgasm when I was running for the bus in high school. I was late, forgot to wear underwear + crisp jeans = best reason to miss the bus. I literally fell into the ditch laughing my head off and shaking.

How, exactly, does showing emotion after losing a loved one make someone a "pussy"? I'm a dude, and when I lost my grandparents, I cried. I have no shame about that because human beings are allowed to have emotions, including grief and sadness.