It's My Blog And I'll Write What I Want

Just to say that now I've absorbed the full beard backlash - and backlash-lash among some in the emails - I need to add a sentence: It's my face and I'll grow whatever I want on it. The dye thing? I'm betting I'll soon relent the way I stopped using minoxydil after a while. A man takes a little while to adapt to reality.

Until then, Darwin's the man. Or as Huxley once put it (Dish readers know everything):

Christ-like in my behaviour,

Like every good believer,

I imitate the Saviour,

and cultivate a beaver.

That's a joke, by the way.