Some believe that the first Ginger was in fact the flame that Prometheus handed down to the human race that fateful day.
Regardless, since that day, all Gingers have had the fire of Prometheus coursing through their veins, scorching their hair bright red, charring their skin into what are commonly mistaken for freckles when the fire strays too close to the surface.
But there will come a time when all those blessed with the fire of the gods in their veins will rise up and right all wrongs in the world and bring peace and harmony to all. Guy 2: Whoa, don't you know what its capable of? Or better yet, bow down at its feet and thank it for its mercy and grace for letting us live.
So much so that there's been talks of whether 'gingerism' is as bad a racism. Photographer Thomas Knights released an entire exhibition in New York's BOSI Gallery trying to bring down stereotypes of ginger men and promote their eternal hotness. All those years of playground torture have molded them into the hardy, self-confident MEN they are now.
Our perceptions of hair color largely seem like the sort of thing used by bad stand-up comics: "dumb blondes," "redheads with bad tempers," and so on.
They know who they are and aren’t about to let a few sh*tty put-downs change that.
Because they haven’t always had to rely on their looks (that unforgiving inch of red hair has worked 'round the clock against them), 9 times out of 10 they will have naturally winning personalities.
It went something like this: Husband: Do you think he will be really good looking? Many strides have been made in Ginger Acceptance in recent years.
It took me one more second to go off on him for such a subtly discriminatory thought, especially since he married a ginger! And girl gingers, while we have the few people who like to poke fun, are usually considered to be attractive because of their red hair.