It began, as many revolutions do, with a small, disarming question.“Why don’t you just shave it off?”My seven-year-old granddaughter had no stake in the centuries-old debate. She surveyed my cautious trimming with the clinical detachment of a philosopher and the impatience of youth. To her, my moustache was neither symbol nor style—merely an unnecessary shrubberyContinue reading “The Moustache Question: A Gentle Inquiry into a Serious Folly”