Lurker's Corner

So, two days ago it was brought to my attention that the third American woman in a row (and first African-American, not for nuthin') has taken gold in the individual all-around at the Olympic Games and...there's apparently something up with her hair. No link to this stunning revelation, because it happened at work over lunch in the break area while CNN was running Best Moments or something, and it sort of put me off my frozen entree.

I have been somewhat at a loss as to what one says to something like this. Fortunately, I got some help from a columnist at the Detroit Free Press, running in USA Today:

She is not her hair.

I'm glad that saw print, because I was stuck on "Seriously?" and "If sour grapes were an Olympic event..." and "if it's such  an issue, maybe y'all should maybe get off your no doubt fat asses rise up from the couch and take her place in competition... OH, WAIT. You've spent too much time on your hair to train!"  and fielding the inevitable feline eyerolls intended to communicate "leave cattiness to the professionals, puny human."

While I am possibly the whites white girl who ever did white, Oprah and Chris Rock straightened me out on the challenges of African-American hair. If that episode isn't online anywhere you can get to, another gold medalist gives some technical context:
Serena Williams: Gabby Douglas Hair Debate is 'ridiculous'