1. Are redheads smarter?

    “A theory that redheads are smarter was broached in 1969 by University of Pennsylvania academic Peter Flesch, who suggested a link between hair coloring and behavior.”

    http://articles.orlandosentinel.com/1991-08-09/lifestyle/9108080413_1_red-hair-redheads-hair-coloring

    “This week ABC News reported that nearly half of all three- to six-year-old girls worry about being fat. In my book, Think: Straight Talk for Women to Stay Smart in a Dumbed-Down World, I reveal that 15 to 18 percent of girls under 12 now wear mascara, eyeliner and lipstick regularly; eating disorders are up and self-esteem is down; and 25 percent of young American women would rather win America’s Next Top Model than the Nobel Peace Prize. Even bright, successful college women say they’d rather be hot than smart. A Miami mom just died from cosmetic surgery, leaving behind two teenagers. This keeps happening, and it breaks my heart. Teaching girls that their appearance is the first thing you notice tells them that looks are more important than anything. It sets them up for dieting at age 5 and foundation at age 11 and boob jobs at 17 and Botox at 23. As our cultural imperative for girls to be hot 24/7 has become the new normal, American women have become increasingly unhappy. What’s missing? A life of meaning, a life of ideas and reading books and being valued for our thoughts and accomplishments.”

    - http://www.huffingtonpost.com/lisa-bloom/how-to-talk-to-little-gir_b_882510.html

    http://wiki.answers.com/Q/Are_redheads_more_intelligent

    “So, why would redheads make good leaders? That’s simple logic. Look at a bell curve. The people at the extreme ends are either extremely good or extremely bad at whatever is being measured. Now, consider that natural redheads are terribly rare on a worldwide scale. True genius is equally rare. So, based on relative rarity, we should be able to safely assume that natural-born redheads are all very smart. And we all know that it takes a good brain to run a country, or even a whole planet.

    But what about social responsibilities, you ask? It seems that more women are dying their hair a shade of red. This is to emulate the redheads who these hair-dyed women know. You try to be like someone you like, so it’s reasonable to assume that redheads are well liked. Why else would so many people be dying their hair to look like a redhead? I mean, if everyone hated redheads, then no one would be dying their hair that shade.”

    -http://forums.skadi.net/showthread.php?t=3096

    When I was about sixteen some of my peers – including the occasional boy – decided that as afflictions go, red hair wasn’t quite as bad as leprosy, and since then I’ve come to see my red hair as a blessing instead of a curse.  It really is a lovely color, and it doesn’t cost me a dime.  Plus, my husband has a thing for redheads.

    https://locoloca.wordpress.com/2007/04/11/and-now-a-word-from-our-redhead/

    “The tween and teen years were the toughest. The popular girls were tanned with glowing skin and silken hair. I was ghostly fair with coarse, extra thick hair. I tried to tan by slathering myself with Crisco or tanning oil and heading for our chaise lounge in the backyard. That just resulted in painful burns and more freckles. I spent so much of my young life not liking who I was. When I read the comments in my eighth grade yearbook and saw that a few male students had ridiculed me for my pale legs (“Don’t blind me with your whiteness in gym class next year”) it fueled the fire of self-contempt in me. Throw in a face full of zits and a mouth full of braces, and I spent a large part of my youth wishing I were anyone but me.

    In my early college years, I met my share of men who adored redheaded women, mostly older men it seemed. But it was the few that told me they weren’t attracted to redheads and urged me to dye my hair brown that really affected me more. I remember relenting and dying my hair brown a couple times and feeling like I had just thrown my identity right out the window.

    So when did I finally come to enjoy being a redhead? I would have to guess I was in my late twenties. It is that magical age, right around twenty-eight, that women suddenly look in the mirror and realize their true beauty. The conflictive, “who am I?” questions that rambled through any young person’s head seem to vanish with the zits. I finally perfected a method for taming my curls, and I finally accepted that no amount of sun exposure would make me in to something I never will be. I also came to realize that when people ask me if I dye my hair, they aren’t asking out of disbelief that anyone would want such a ghastly color. They are asking because they want to know which Nice & Easy color to go buy so they can share in the glory of being a redhead with me.

    And really, who wouldn’t want to bask in the glory of being a redhead? Redheads are viewed as intellectual, assertive, opinionated, and somewhat intimidating. Many believe our personalities mimic our hair; vibrant, temperamental, and wild. Scientific reports herald us as being of superior intelligence, and why? Well, because fair skin absorbs vitamin D better and vitamin D supports brain function. What an amazing feat of evolution that gave a needed boost to the beautiful genetic mutations that make red hair.”

    - http://www.divinecaroline.com/37/73889-plight-redhead/3

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