http://angryblackbitch.blogspot.com/2008/12/by-request-some-thoughts-on-oprah-size.html

Connie is on vacation, but I’m sure she will want to respond to your thoughtful and articulate comments.

I wish that I were able to go beyond the manipulations of a society where sameness is revered. Bravo to you for your courage, anger and pride. As for the Frida image, that was chosen by me, and with great respect. I chose it because in this context I think it’s ironic, and after all, many of us find this “parable” very funny. If we can laugh at how silly it is to spend all this time and attention fretting about “unwanted” hair, perhaps we aren’t all that dense after all.

Thank you for sharing you enlightening “view from another country.”

Cathy

WOE?????

Connie, I hope a cheap laugh was worth it. I can understand if your friends are thoughtless / clueless / banal – most people are – but you know ME, and you should know better.

Lori, youth is only wasted on the fair. Those of us who were young and ugly/hairy/fat/malformed/queer/smart/deep/different used our youth to develop strength, skills, courage, compassion, depth of intellect and character, and patience.

Those of us not “blessed” with bland acceptability don’t need to hear how cruel, superficial and condescending you used to be before the horrible tragedies of ageing beset and humbled you. Don’t you think we freaks knew what you thought and said, even if you had the dubious decency to do it behind our humped backs?

Is there justice? Ohhhh yes. It’s seeing, after 50 years of ridicule, that the congenital anomaly that made me hairier than many men has kept my skin younger, my cunt wetter, my libido hotter, my body stronger, my mind more interesting and my soul deeper than all the smug, smooth beauties I’ve tolerated all my life (you do realize we oddities tolerate *you*, and not the other way around, right?). It’s knowing that you all are agonized and distracted and wasting your time and money on trivialities, that your sense of self and sexiness are diminishing while mine are growing, just like my magnificent mustache, and that the same judgementalism that you perfect twits used against people like me is now what you have to suffer every time you look into your lighted magnifying mirrors.

It would be just fine if folks who think of a few stray hairs as cause for “sorrow and wailing” wound up on desert islands with your Tweezermen.

Go pluck yourselves.

Catherine, The Bearded Woman – Absolute Monarch and Warrior Queen of the Land Where Every Hair is Wanted.

ps – Frida Kahlo is remembered, respected, and revered precisely because she DIDN’T change herself to fit a shallow society. You don’t deserve to use her sacred, suffering, self-wrought image.

When on a date with a younger woman a few years back, we were sitting in a coffee shop when she commented, “Gee, you have have hair growing out of your ears just like my grandpa”.

Not only did I raise the minimum age limit on my dates, but I bought a trimmer.