I’d like to welcome you to Coffee Talk. If you’re new here, this is where I share some of the great and not~so~great stuff that I find on the web. Topics range from news stories that leave me scratchin’ my head to DIYs that I think are absolutely clever. And, who knows, there may even be a recipe thrown in here or there just for fun.
So grab a cup of coffee {or tea or whatever floats your boat} and let’s talk…
When I was a little girl, I remember sitting in the living room, chattering away as my mother straightened my sisters’ hair with a hot comb. I remember listening to them howl as the comb got a little too close to an ear or the nape of the neck. I remember begging my mom to run the comb through my hair so that I could be like my sisters. She never did. Because I had what was considered “good hair”; the kind of hair that responded to water, a touch of oil, and a quick twirl of a finger. Don’t get me started on that whole “good hair“ vs “bad hair“ thing. As soon as I was old enough {and my mother stopped doing my hair}, I put a relaxer in it and never {really} looked back.
Through the years, I’ve alternated between wearing chemically straightened hair and my naturally curly hair and I’ve dealt with the political/social/emotional {and economic} consequences of both}. But I have never been told by schools that I’ve attended or by places where I’ve worked that my natural or relaxed hair is unacceptable. But that is exactly what has happened in South Africa.
Black female students at a prestigious school in Pretoria have been told that their natural hair is “untidy” and “un~lady like”. Say what? Black students have been speaking out against the ban on their natural hair and have been receiving global support. I don’t understand how administrators can fix their mouths to tell people that the hair that grows out of their head is inappropriate.
Brock Turner, the guy who raped an unconscious young lady behind a garbage bin, was released from jail after serving 3 months. The only good thing about this story, if there can be a good thing, is that this guy will have to register as a sex offender for the rest of his life. This means his places of employment and choices of housing will be severely limited. He will also have to explain the concept of consent to his {potential} children, should he ever not be allowed to attend their events.
And, speaking of butt heads… Jared Fogle is suing the parents of one of his victims, alleging that they are just as responsible for her emotional distress as he is. What the what? This man has absolutely no sense of propriety. He hasn’t accepted an ounce of responsibility for his actions. And could give a flip about anyone except himself.
Now it’s your turn, what has you scratching your head?
Sipping my coffee while you talk,
