The best post I read on the Don Imus situation was by Pam Spaulding. It dealt with the subject of nappy hair and how to straighten it:
I am old enough to experience the “pleasure” of the thermal hot comb— you rested it over the gas flame of the stove to heat it up. Then thegrease was carefully applied to your hair and that comb sizzled through the kinkstill it was bone straight, hissing as you prayed the comb didn’t touchyour scalp — inevitably you got scalp burns because the “stylist”f*cked up. [By the way, the “stylist” for most folks was usually arelative, but in my case, everyone in my family had straight hair, somy mom had to take me to a salon till she figured out what to do.]
