The hair thins out in men with the advancement of age. In what seems
like a peace treaty had been signed by the eyes and the hair guaranteeing that
the eyes are never obstructed by locks of hair, a slow receding of the hair
line starts that sometimes ends up in the hair completely evacuating the head
completely.
Some guys sink into deep depression at the first sight of a receding
hair line but that is not the Naija way. When told by taller people that a
small ‘Victoria Island’ is forming on the top of the head, the Naija man is
most likely to respond with, ‘Ehen?’ When pressed further as to why Androgenic
Alopecia does not bother him all you get is, ‘who hair epp?’
A popular Naija artiste once sang about fine boy wey no get money
Men seem to be judged by others including themselves by what they bring
to the table; cash, experience and skills. Unfortunately ladies are judged on
appearance but that is another story.
The male grooming business is not worth much as the guys have other things
on their minds. Things like air-conditioned jeeps to shield the head from the blazing
sun which is preferable to a full head of hair and forming fine boy with no
pimples or crash helmet on the back of Okada.
The architects of Naija traditional fashion were prophetic in their
designs. Alas, big flowing agbadas
garnished with delightful hats in one sartorial sweep conceals a balding hair
and a big one protuberant abdomen. Who
six pack epp?
Nosey women are distracted off the abdomen by the swinging walking sticks,
fans or horse tails held in the right hand. It is hard to focus on a body part
when the subject has something swinging back and forth. The same applies to the
spraying of cash at a party. The next day when you ask invitees if that Baba
spraying Dollars was bald or not, people don’t know.
The moral of the story is that if there is action and motion, no one
cares for the presence or absence of hair.
I normally never think about hair but I recently started looking around
ever since this topic came up at a gathering of old friends. A week does not pass without me watching a
certain preacher’s podcast and I never noticed their hair because I am usually
focussing on what is being said. I actually had to check a picture of the
preacher to see if he had hair or not. It does not matter if you have no hair!
Dwayne Johnson aka The Rock and the Basketballer Michael Jordan have no
hair. I tend to focus on what they do.
Hair is not the most important thing above the neck. The brain is. I
cannot recall any one with a brain injury or strokes (Cerebro-vascular
accidents) complaining about going bald.
Who knows what the hair is for anyway? Maybe it gives men something to
do; shaving and combing. There is an opportunity for self-expression like Pogba
knows all too well and some Rastas have an attachment to their dreadlocks but
by and large a man’s hair appears disposable. After the age of forty the
follicles dry up.
The Holy Scriptures talk about hair in three men and it ends in tears.
Samson was a man who had super herculean strength and lived with a little
secret. His power came from his hair which as a Nazirite he never cut off. He
told his secret to Delilah; spy who loved him. He lost his hair and eyes when
the Philistines got him.
Absalom the Prince had swag.
In all Israel there was not a man so highly
praised for his handsome appearance as Absalom. From the top of his head to the sole of his foot there was no blemish
in him. 26 Whenever he cut the
hair of his head—he used to cut his hair once a year because it became too
heavy for him he would weigh it, and its weight was two hundred
shekels by the royal standard
(2.3 Kg).
His fame went to his head and he fought a
war to steal the throne of his father David. He must have been too busy for a haircut
before the battle for his hair got caught in the branches of an oak tree as he
rode his mule. He was stabbed through the heart while suspended mid-air by the
flowing locks he was famed for.
Finally the prophet Elisha did not take it
well when the youth of Bethel greeted his arrival with shouts of ‘Baldy!
Baldy!’
He cursed the jesters and two bears
appeared from nowhere to maul the 42 youth into silence.
This proves that hair can be a touchy
subject in some cultures. A Nigerian man however is more likely to curse if he
was called ‘Poor man! Poor man! in the streets by kids rather than ‘Bald man!
Bald man!’
Who hair epp?
It is status that worries the Nigerian male
over forties. Address a Chief as Mister or a Reverend Doctor Professor as just
Professor and he would ignore you as if his bald head has produced deafness as
a side dish.
For some cultures where men take hair as
part of their identity it can be a torment for them when the inevitable happens.
A deep sense of loss is felt when they comb their hair and find more hair left
on the comb than on the head.
The Nigerian is more pragmatic and also
philosophical about these changes in life. The loss of youth is greeted with
the arrival of wisdom and maturity. At a recent gathering of guys in their 50s
I mentioned hair transplants and no one was interested. People just extend the
shaving of their jaws to their scalp.
That ritual of going to the barbers with
your personalised clippers however is hard for some men to let go of. They
troop to the barbers shop weekly to cut phantom hairs and pay their fee. Its
okay; they are helping the local economy.
People who worry about their baldness are
usually the only ones who care. Steve Jobs had male pattern baldness but I
never took any notice. He always spoke about Apple and when I looked at him I
saw Apple. When self conscious people start to bridge bald areas with strands
of hair it draws attention or worse still strange wigs that are a different
colour from the eyes brows.
No matter what anyone does, hair will be
here today and gone tomorrow.
A captivating write up, fab!
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