margaret (baroness) thatcher

Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, 1979–1990

Oh, Margaret, before you came along, Britain was a genteel little country sliding into a post-Empire sunset of beige sandwiches and bad breath. And when you shattered the glass ceiling which indicated that a mere woman couldn’t (and perhaps shouldn’t) run anything more complex than a knitting circle, your helmet-headed approach was admired the world over.

Except in Britain, of course, where ungrateful peasants who’d lost jobs, homes and communities dared challenge your monetary revolution, bleating loudly about their plight.

Luckily, your iconic golden halo deflected all the bombs, bullets and brickbats pesky Lefties and Argentinians could throw at it. ‘You turn if you want to,’ said The Thatch to those who said she was going too far, too fast, ‘the Lady is not for turning.’ And no wonder, when any sudden movement of that regal coiffure could severely threaten one’s vertebrae.

Margaret’s battle-worn ’do is a thing of beauty and influence, living on as it does in the stylings of Hillary Clinton, Marine Le Pen and, naturally, Donald Trump. In fact, some say that it is in fact the same hair, stolen from The Lady’s body in the dead of night and shared among those who believe in going into a fight head first.