did the big chop about three years ago, and I did so not because of any social trend, or to be in touch with my roots but rather because I became aware of the dangerous side effects. And I can tell you today, I do not feel anymore Ghanaian today than I did on that day because, as my girl India Arie sings beautifully, I am not my hair.
I have never understood barber etiquette. As I see it, a trip to the barber's is a professional situation - a business transaction, nothing more. I am a man who wants his hair cut. The barber is the man to do it. As long as we are both polite in our dealings, the encounter need not lead to friendship.