Evil Hair Extensions
Posted by Cottontimer on 26 Jun 2006 | Tagged as: News and Current Events, Our World
Yet another reason why I’ll never get hair extensions.
Trade in hair forces India’s children to pay the price
Away from the crowd sits 19-year-old Uma, one of dozens of girls living close to Chennai’s [India] main Egmore suburban rail-line, who have had nastier experiences with more unscrupulous hair collectors. ‘I was held down by a gang of men who hacked at my hair,’ she says. ‘I’m not the only one who has been attacked. I know other women who have been blackmailed and threatened to shave their own heads, in some cases their husbands have received money for their hair and ordered their wives to have their heads shaved. There is a lot of money to be made from hair not just from temples but from villages like ours, the police don’t care, they will do nothing to protect women.’
Is there nothing we won’t exploit? This makes me feel sick.
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Unbelievable. How can we expect to teach love, respect, and equal rights to our children when we don’t do it ourselves?
To answer your question: “No”
That is indeed sad and disgusting! It is different to do it voluntarily (be it because of faith or going to your barber and chopping it off) and someone else using it because of necessity or fashion and forcing someone to give it up through exploitation! yucks…
Kerri: I had no idea hair extensions were obtained this way. Now I won’t ever be able to view them the same again. They didn’t appeal to me before and now they make me feel sad.
Bald Man: Depressing.
Smitha: Women in developing countries rarely get the respect they deserve. *sigh*
That is truly awful! I already felt rather repulsed at the thought of putting someone else’s dead hair on my head, and now I won’t ever do it. If for some reason I lose my hair, I’ll just get a wardrobe of sassy kerchiefs.