Here is a brief example of this stupidity. The first definition is what I'm taking about but the last two sound like something I'd write. These are user submitted definitions.
1. Ginger
A human, characterized by pale skin, freckles and bright red hair. "Gingers" are generally considered to be inferior to their more melanin-rich brethren, and thus deservingly discriminated against. Gingers are thought to have no souls. The condition, "gingervitis" is genetic and incurable.
Ron Howard is a ginger.
Carrot Top is a good example of why gingers should be discriminated against.
3. Ginger
A ginger is, among other things, a person with red hair, freckles and pale skin. Some darker skinned or non-ginger haired persons feel compelled to denegrate gingers out of jealousy because a ginger's look is unique.
Men typically love ginger women.
4. Ginger
A ginger is a person with red hair.
All previous entries can only be explained by the extreme likelihood that they were written by mentally-handicapped and racist children, who walked in on their mothers having extra-marital intercourse with red-haired men. Recently, magazines such as tatler, vogue, and numerous newspapers have heralded this the age of 'the ginger' and have called it the new blonde. Such articles published a list of numerous celebrities who have dyed their hair red as part of the trend.
Damian Lewis, Nicole Kidman, Lindsay Lohan, Phillip Seymour-Hoffman are all what would be called a 'ginger'
This list does not include celebrities who have recently begun dying their hair red as part of the 'new-blonde' redhead resurgence.
From:
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=ginger
Personally, I am an unabashed lover of the Ginger. My Gran was a red-head. My first boyfriend (kind of) was a red head (strawberry blonde). One of my first ever best friends was a red-head as well as one of my current best friends. I married a red-head and to prove my unfaltering devotion, I then gave birth to a red-head. I am blond and always have been some version of blond—so my love for the Ginger is quite pure. This is one of those things I really just don’t understand.
Honestly, I had always believed that red-heads faced a sort of innocent, teasing type of persecution. It never crossed my mind that this particular brand of prejudice came in such sinister forms as physical abuse, disgusting remarks and incessant taunting. Now I am beginning to understand why my Gran hated being called Ginger or Red-head. She insisted on the word, “Titian” (say, tee-shun). Well, I have my Gran to thank for handing down her Ginger gene to me. Thanks to that gene, I am freckled and naturally fair skinned. Mostly, it enabled my son to look the rare and intriguing way that he does. I’ll have any of these haters know that in a group of children, he is ALWAYS singled out as the one to receive exuberant praise for being so adorable with his floppy curly Ginger hair.
