The Mustache Diaries: Day 2
Not much has changed between yesterday and today. That of course is not true. A lot has changed. I’m not as tired today as I was yesterday. I finished grading papers today so I no longer have that hanging over my head. People were shot in my town late last night, so some shit has definitely changed for those people. And even my mustache has changed, but only on a smaller level. The whiskers have grown microns, and that may not seem like much, but think about the processes of the human body, how quickly they happen, that out of nothing thousands of more cells of protein were produced in order for my mustache whiskers to grow those few microns. Of course they didn’t grow out of nothing, but were rather transformed from another thing.
Transformation. A never-ending process. A truly miraculous process. Change. Always. Things are never static, science teaches you that. But so does experience. Most times I look forward to change. I get cabin fever easily. I find myself ready to move or move on rather often. But what is funny is that despite the itch for change, transformation, growth, I find myself yearning for stability, for roots. Salman Rushdie, I believe, said something in regards to this. Rushdie, himself, a Muslim born Indian, raised in Britain, knows something of change and movement. He said that he finds it strange that people talk of settling down, or finding their ‘roots.’ We are not trees, he said, why do we speak of having roots. One of the greatest gifts we have as human beings is our ability to move relatively easily, as bipedalists for sure, but even more so as citizens of 21st century. I agree with him, and yet I still yearn for roots, for settling down. And yet I appreciate my privileges of class and economic conditions that allow me to travel. I think instead we must take comfort in that nothing is required to be permanent, especially in regards to movement.
This mustache is not permanent, but that is the beauty of it. That is what allows me to take part in such an endeavor, as silly as it seems. But perhaps what is most comforting is that we live in an age in which medical technology moves forward at incredibly quick speeds, and it is not inconceivable by any means that children and parents will not have to suffer for very much longer. Does that mean we will not have other problems to encounter? Of course not. But take heart, my friends, nothing is permanent.
Mr. Killstache, a.k.a. Kiren
You can donate to Kiren’s mustache and help cure kids with cancer by going to Mustaches vs. Cancer and searching for Mr. Killstache. It’s a scientific fact that Kiren’s mustache grows better with multiple and frequent donations.