Can’t Win for Losin’: the Moronic Obsession with Gabby Douglas’ Hair


When I was a kid, I remember watching an old Clint Eastwood movie. Maybe it was “High Plains Drifter” or a “Dirty Harry” film.


Memory fails me at this juncture. But I remember ol’ Clint saying to someone in the movie that sometimes life get so tough “you can’t win for losin.'”

And, of course, only a slope-headed neanderthal would argue with the screen legend.

“Please stop obsessing with my hair and get a life or try to grow a cortex!”



And I’m sure Gabby Douglas is feeling similarly to that character in Eastwood’s movie, that somehow the masses have a brokenĀ moral compass, the sense (for those of you out there who’ve never heard the expression before), of what’s right or wrong in this fragile drone-filled world.

In this particular case, regarding Gabby Douglas’s coiffed noggin, my barometer is broken and the needle is twirling around like Dong King’s hair caught in a wind tunnel.


Gabby Doulgas, if I’m correct, is an Olympic athlete whose career and future are now pretty much set for the rest of her life, at her current tender age (16?). She’s broken Olympic records and shown herself to be a young lady of fortitude, strength, and courge.


The only reason to care what her hair is or is not doing is if the electrical impulses have been so drained from a

battle-fatigued body as to make the hydrocephalic in question unable to generate sufficient electrical impulses to generate

one clear, reasoned thought or semblence thereof. I mean, really, why should I care if Gabby’s hair is acceptable to some

moron or not? Why should I care whether her hair is straight, permed, curly, a weave, a wig, straight, or bald? She broke Olympic records addle-headed zombie clones. What have you done to put you in the media’s spotlight? That’s right. Nothing but attempt to shoot her down to build up smaller esteems.


collectively and individually we should be focused more on what corporate America is doing to our water, food, rights, educational system that is on its knees, and future, than what a young lady who won at the Olympics and is financially well-off for the rest of her life and deservingly so does with her hair.


Pardon my spontaneous spirt of thought.


Here’s a link to a recent piece on the mega-importance of Gabby’s do: here