My resentment of going bald is gone. I’m better for it.
In the Old Testament — the second Book of Kings, to be exact — there’s a curious story about the prophet Elisha. He is walking along a road, minding his own business, when suddenly some boys run up after him and mock him. “Get out of here, baldy!” they jeer. (That’s the New International version; …
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