On Hair: Dreadlocks Are Not For White People

I have been growing out my hair for nearly twenty-two months, and at times I have considered chopping it all off because of how much of a hassle it can be. I have the average head of Caucasian hair for the most part; my strands are naturally straight in some places and wavy in others. Washing it and conditioning it properly in addition to brushing eats time away from my day, and I’ve spent my fair share of time sitting in a parked car in front of the barber contemplating a cut. Once, while ranting about my hair struggles to a friend, he suggested that I style my hair into dreadlocks. “You can lock your hair once and never have to mess with it again,” he said. First, I told him that having locs doesn’t automatically mean I won’t need to spend time taking care of my hair, and that I like my hair the way it is and can handle taking care of it. Second, I told him that locs were not for me as an individual, but more importantly, that locs were not for my race. Period.

Dreadlocks, or locs, are twisted rope-like strands of hair. They have existed in cultures around the globe as far back as 3600 years in places like Egypt, India, Greece, and Northern Europe among others. The history of dreadlocks is one of spiritual association, political resistance, and, unfortunately, cultural appropriation. Though locs have been popular in many African cultures throughout history, they recently became popularized in the Western Hemisphere through figures in the Rastafarian religious movement, such as Bob Marley. To those unfamiliar with the history of dreadlocks,primarily whites, the hairstyle was seen as trendy and available for all. When whites with locs were met with resistance from people who held spiritual or cultural value in the hairstyle, they argued, and continue to argue, that their European ancestors had worn locs throughout history as well. Though this is backed up by historical evidence, the “ownership” of dreadlocks isn’t necessarily based on who has worn them the most throughout history. It is about who has been privileged the most throughout history.

This argument is not about hair, it is about power. Black people, oppressed people, have identified with this hairstyle for reasons very important to them, all the while under the oppression of Europeans. So when a white man or white woman decides to wear their hair in locs, even after centuries of Europeans criticizing African descendants of their “unkempt” and “dirty” hair, they undermine the cultural value they possess. Thus, it is important for whites to be mindful of their privilege in relation to way they style their hair. Even if they’re tired of brushing it.



On Class: Why The Rich Are Not As Nice

Most Americans are familiar with the “snobby rich kid.” Maybe his name is “Sebastian” or “Neville” but whatever the case, he is one of the most out-of-touch, obnoxious, bratty kids one could ever meet. He is not snobby because he was born that way, and it doesn’t even have anything to do with him being named Neville: it’s because he is rich.

I am currently reading a novel by the name of Americanah written by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, the love story of a Nigerian woman, Ifemelu, who moves to America leaving her boyfriend, Obinze, behind and returns many years later to find her past lover married with children. Early on in the book, the reader gets a glimpse at life in the newly democratic Nigeria from the lens of Obinze. Trying to make his way in Nigeria, Obinze associates himself with the country’s elite social and economic class. Obinze himself does not possess a luxurious background, and by no means an elitist way of thinking. For those around him, the same cannot be said. They think that the wealthy class of Nigeria, themselves, has the right “to be rude, to be inconsiderate, to be greeted rather than to greet.” This way of thinking is not specific to this region of the globe, nor is it specific to this time period; however, it is specific to the upper class.

Empathy is arguably the most important characteristic of personality, yet a majority of the most privileged group of people on Earth lack it. This is because empathy is something born out of necessity to work with others and for others, a necessity that those who know the luxuries of affluence don’t have.

In my short time alive I have experienced a larger portion of the spectrum of wealth than most my age, and am happy for that as it has given me a better outlook on where I fit into society.