Why I Used to like Red Headed Men,OR:Why Life is full of WTF Moments-3

I think I've made it abundantly clear that I used to like red headed men.There are certainly a nice selection of them to salivate over.

There have been many famous red headed men throughout history:Richard the Lion Heart,Winston Churchill,Thomas Jefferson,Napoleon,just to name a few.

How did they get their reputation for fiery tempers?Probably from the Scots,who are predominantly red haired and historically known to be very fierce and violent warriors,descended from the Celts,who were even more fierce.They are also rumored to be more passionate in bed.

Red heads got a pretty bad rap in ancient times.In Egypt,although many of their pharaohs were red heads,the superstition persisted,that red heads were evil,so, to prevent their propagation,red haired girls were frequently burned alive.

Ancient Greeks thought they turned into vampires when they died.

During the Spanish Inquisition,it was believed that flame haired people had stolen the fire from hell and had to be burned as witches.Even today,in Corsica,when you pass a red head you're supposed to turn completely around and spit,to ward off...whatever.

Now,we know they are an endangered species.Fewer red heads are being born with each generation.So enjoy them while you can.

I was sorely tempted,only once.I had married a second time,very happily so.My husband was not a red head but he was my soul mate.We lived in a lovely little town on the banks of Lake Ontario in a pretty house right on the lake shore.

The manager of the local supermarket was a stunningly,handsome red haired man.He became infatuated with me.In fact,he became so enamoured that he gave me a rose,whenever I came into the store and often gave me fresh fruit,even boxes of candy.His eyes followed me wherever I went in the store.I was flattered and amused and mentioned it to my husband,not a good idea.

We were at the local mall one weekend,when this young man came up to us and said to my husband,"You have a beautiful wife."Whereupon Brian did something completely out of character.He chased the poor man all the way down the mall,hitting him over the head with a rolled up magazine.The kids and I were shocked and appalled.Brian was lucky the man did not press charges.

I have to admit though,there were a few times when I looked at those gorgeous blue eyes and thought,"If I were a free woman...."

I kept my fantasies confined to celebrity red heads,actors and musicians.Over the years there were many I admired.I never went to fan boards,full of PR bullshit.I looked up their real biographies and news articles.Many of them were bad boys.I liked them anyway,except for one.

One particular red head gave them all a bad name.He was an arrogant,puffed up little fart,full of his own importance and consequence.He had treated his,then,partner,appallingly badly and had a terrible track record with women.He could not stay faithful to any of them.To quote an article,he was,"relationship challenged."Other actors hated working with him.He was moody and rude and insisted on his own way.As an actor he was a hack,a very poor excuse for a thespian.He thought he was leading man material and walked out on his TV series and all the people who counted on him, to become a huge movie star.His career promptly fell into the toilet,which proves the proverb,"Pride goeth before a fall."In Hollywood parlance,a bad career move is now known as,"Doing a Caruso."

I'm not as fascinated as I once was with red heads,but the next time I need a hero,or a guardian angel,and I'm sure I will,I can't help but wonder,what color his hair will be.