A failed system, or is it?

    Above is a picture of Frederico Bruno, he is accused of pushing his ex-girlfriend and 3 month old child out of a window three stories high.  He climbs down from the same window, finds a metal bar stool leg and beats her with it as she is lying on top of the 3 month old baby who broke her fall to a concrete ground.  Read that over again.  Take a deep breath.  Now who is the blame for this type of violence?  Before you go any further, let me add this too...the widow also had an air conditioner installed in it.  For real!  Who do you blame for this type of violence?  Violence has such a profound meaning.  It sure can sway any jury.  Oh did I tell you, he sliced up the victim's friend who attempted to call the police.  Yes sir!  He left them all for dead.  Sad ain't it, or is it?  What if I told you crimes like these are good for business?  Business?!  

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YOU ONLY HAVE YOURSELF TO BLAME!

Being a Bald Woman during the 80s was very different, than today. Hard renting homes to a "bald person like you".  People like me without hair! Yes "bald people like me". I heard the same insult numerous times throughout the years. Each time it came with another face and another reason. The ignorance was the same no matter where I went. In the USA or overseas. Confrontations and negative responses became continuous on a daily basis. Catching buses or cabs was an event in itself, being hollered at with profanity. I was attacked in taxi cabs and driven off my destination. Approached by men who asked me "What are you, a man or a woman?" Even had police order me to get off the street, or go put something on your head. Saying "you are attracting too much attention and disturbing the peace". Wouldn't get served in restaurants or stores, so I had to speak up! Always under surveillance by security guards in malls who were tailing me ... waiting with police vans. Warned that I'm being watched. Had Soda and trash thrown over me from passing cars as I walked with my kids or stood waiting for a bus. Had an entire bus load of passengers along with my kids and my brother detour off rout and driven to the police station. Being dragged under my arm off the bus by a police officer. Later on received regretful apologies from the head of police. Not to mention cars trying to run me down while crossing the road and cursing at me. Men literally spat on me, out of car windows and directly in my face  as these events were never ending.  

This was the ugliness of individuals, so I had nothing to be concerned about. Not allowing it to sway my thoughts about self. I let it slide and for every abusive encounter it made me stronger. Giving me their power was the one thing which paved my way to feelings of self esteem and self worth. Challenged and overcome. I knew how to deal with the loathing of others and never giving in to harassment. It was ignorance of the times and it was those with their inability to understand or accept change in a forever evolving new world. A new way of seeing people with differences. Diversity on all levels is something society is going to accept and learn about as the numbers of people without hair rises. Embracing the relentless change in human spirit and accepting tolerance in relation to ones appearance is the one thing I welcome. I convinced myself that I was strong and faced what ever struggles endured. My character was constantly being challenged, also acknowledgement and awareness of self which I was destined to answer to. 

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