Monday, October 16, 2006

not by the hairs on my chinny chin chin

This post on Dan's blog drew my attention to the chin hairs of the erstwhile president Chester Arthur. Here are his chin hairs in all their glory:

The day that we went to Stonehenge and Salisbury, Dan and MJ and I passed the time on the long bus ride (which wouldn't have been too long except the coach driver -- who was prone to drive rather lurchily -- took the longer way back) asking Dan "only-a-guy-could-answer-this" questions, and him furnishing like queries.

Not oddly, our questions turned to hair: us asking whether that "men like long hair" thing really is true and him asking us what we thought of a variety of styles of facial hair.

Interestingly, this seems to be a question guys ask a lot.

Sadly for all who've courted my opinion, I have not been able to come up with an across the board answer.

Until now.

That Chester Arthur thing -- that is NOT the way to go.

2 comments:

David said...

"The Walrus"

Anonymous said...

Chester A's mutton chops are a tribute to his sense of civic duty.
I'm dead serious. This guy has done everything possible to overthrow "the Lincoln." Lincoln grew his beard because a little girl told him that he would look better with one. That's totally the wrong way to go about these things--Why would you do something like that just to appeal to a little girl's sense of aesthetics? She probably grew up with a bunch of old farmers who had always had beards, and was confused by the appearance of this well-spoken giant of a clean-shaven man who wanted to become the next president. She made the common mistake of confusing "young and formally educated" with "doesn't really have it all together." Her opinion reflects every part of the problems we have in our current political systems. Lincoln had sold out to popular fashion.
Chester saw this as a clear attack on the solemnity of beardhoodedness and the electoral system, and the only course of action left for him was to grow such an improbable set of chops that the world would always remember what a serious business it is to grow a beard.

I think the same thing happened for us with Mr. Mackenzie. That's a serious chin-curtain he had going on there.

The point is that we've learned our lessons. We understand that the beard is not to be trifled with. What kind of man has a beard today? The Biker. The old-school cowboy (not Eastwood, Sam Elliot.) As much as I hate to bring him into all this, Chuck Norris is the kind of man who grows a beard. ("And all that that implies...")