There's too many haircuts out there nowadays

This morning I was out for my morning walk, and because the weather was so crisp I thought it might do me some good to leave the complex for a few minutes. It's ok, Ed signed a waiver saying I could come and go as I please, though I didn't care for the sigh he gave me when I reminded him that he needed to renew that statement every year as my senility supposedly grows exponentially. I could still outwit 90% of the nitwits in this country, and that brings me to the point of this, which is all the strange hair I saw outside these comforting nursing home gates. The first young man I saw had womanly bangs hanging over his eyes, clearly some sort of defense mechanism against the world, which will judge his pimply freckled face harshly. Why in my day, ugly men accepted their fate and realized they just had to work harder to curry the favor of the ladies by being war heroes or beating up black or gay people. But now we have to "respect" each other as "human beings", even if the other person looks like they have a goddamn porcupine growing out of their scalp (faux-hawk, you're on notice). Well I've had enough.

It's high time going to the barber was as regimented as a trip to the dentist. If the Taliban can regulate beard length, why can't we do the same thing with hair? Or are we too pansy for that? Ooh look at us, we let people do whatever they want and then wonder why the towelheads blow up our buildings. Oh that's ok, we didn't like those anyway, we'll just builld another one!

Makes me sick.