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Written on May 17, 2007, and categorized as Secret and Invisible.
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A long time ago – when I was 28, to be precise – my girlfriend at the time pointed out to me the inevitabilty of my head hair deteriorating in the future. She calmly showed me that the curly fringe which I wore happily and without a care in the world was doomed to degenerate. She took some pleasure in alerting me to the awful truth of my mortality, as evidenced by the change in follicular functioning.

My hair had always been somewhat of a painful issue for me as a struggling adolescent, and so I wondered at the time why it was that she felt the imperative to tell me this. Just winding me up, niggling? What was it caused the smirk that accompanied the observation, made carefully and in some detail, where she (accurately as it turned out) plotted the gentle decline of my youthful barnet.

She was a couple of years younger than me, but already, the signs of female ageing were upon her own body, the breasts losing their tussle with gravity, and heavy smoking creasing lines where her more healthy peers had none, regular weight loss and gain creating the crinkles of cellulite. I loved her with all these distinctions, though really we were not compatible. I came to realise that her insistence in categorically laying before me the onset of visible signs of ageing had much to do with her own lack of self-esteem. For women, the deal is rough. The currency of youth, looks, fertility, impoverishes the female more viciously than the male, who enjoys a greater status in this as in everything, so far as mainstream society is concerned.

I rapidly adjusted to the fact of my soon-to-be-shining bonce. We split up, and I embraced the truth of my head, both inside and out, and lost all the residual panic about my looks at the same time. Marvellous what self-acceptance can do for a person’s self-esteem.

Apparently, scientists now think they can reverse balding in men.

British expert Professor Des Tobin, from the University of Bradford, said: “This paper provides convincing evidence that the skin has remarkable powers of regeneration, not just repair as previously known. It was long thought that hair follicle development, under physiological conditions, was limited to early developmental process in the embryo. Now this shows convincingly that under the conditions peculiar to the wound-healing environment, the highly complex hair follicle can be created anew from apparently unremarkable cells of the healing epidermis and its underlying dermis.”

He added: “The implications of this observation are many fold, but principally perhaps for what it tells us about the reprogramming power of adult stem cells, and it applications in regenerative medicine and wound healing.”

Well, I’m still not totally bald, though my fringe is long gone. Men don’t go bald in any case – the hair multiplies and moves. Observe the toes, now furry and warm in winter. Observe the chest and belly, now delightfully screening the harmful rays of the sun. Observe the ears, producing a rainforest of sprouts, a new eco-system for my vanity to ponder. Balding means testosterone, testosterone fights depression most marvellously, makes you punchy and viable in business and in bed.

Being bald is good, it makes you absorb wisdom easier. The wisdom you gain is about self-acceptance. The healing that matters in the hairy subject of balding is the healing of the attitude to ageing.

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  1. Simone
    Posted 17 May, 2007 at 10:40 am | Permalink

    My scalp hair has slipped to my chin. I am much younger than you, count your blessings.

    The big question though: should one shave one’s head as soon as the hair starts to go? I vote no.

  2. La Sirena
    Posted 17 May, 2007 at 2:52 pm | Permalink

    I vote no, as well.

    Bald/ balding men are sexy, anyway, as are hairy chests and bellies.

  3. Tim Young
    Posted 17 May, 2007 at 2:53 pm | Permalink

    Hmm. My dad is as bald as a coot. So I see it arriving for me too. I think I would shave it Simon. Just to show off all the scars (I have many from my youth hidden under there!)

  4. Rebel Princess
    Posted 17 May, 2007 at 8:04 pm | Permalink

    I really applaud your point of view. I have a friend who is bald and blames all his problems in life on it 🙁

  5. Laurie
    Posted 17 May, 2007 at 10:40 pm | Permalink

    I especially enjoyed the paragraph in which you describe where the hair has migrated.

  6. Indigobusiness
    Posted 18 May, 2007 at 1:13 pm | Permalink

    Baldness is not in the cards for me. So, of course, I feel deprived.

    I always thought men with male pattern baldness -who grew long what they had, tying it in the back- were the chillest cats on the planet.

    Let your freak flag fly, I say.

    (Not much into the whole hair migration thing, though. That’s where all the hair research resources should be focused…IMO.)

  7. Johnny Jazz
    Posted 19 May, 2007 at 1:16 pm | Permalink

    What a cure for baldness? You’d have thought the scientists would be spending time and resources on far more important concerns.

    Your post mirrors my own experiences with baldness. It’s cool the feeling of acceptance, once you get your head around it.

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