Since we had our coming out party in mid-July of this year, the AMI has received a steady flow of e-mails at info@AmericanMustacheInstitute.org. Some people dig us, some people hate us, and most people simply think we are bizarre...and who can blame them.
Just today we received a note from Gena "Pinky" Campos - who swears no relation to Pinky Tuscadero of Happy Days fame - arguing that Gogol Bordello singer Eugene Hutz (pictured at left) deserves cannonization for his fine lip sweater. And when she wasn't providing us with her personal English language clarity on "mustached" vs. "mustachioed" (AMI prefers "mustached" but both are acceptable), it was nice to feel the venting of her passion about Eugene's flavor saver.
And to us, this crystalizes the magic of the fuzzy tickler. We all have opinions about the 'stache. (As an aside, it should be noted that my football coach once told me, "Opinions are like assholes. Everyone's got one and they all stink.") But with the labia sebucula (Latin for lip sweater) - the opinions range - we like them, we hate them, we are indifferent, we just don't get it, we don't have the patience to grow one, we enjoy the art, we find them gross, we find them sexy....you get the idea.
Bottom line - it engages a conversation, an argument, a good laugh, whatever. And that's good. Game on.