The Philosophical Postulation of a Month Commencing Identity
You’re something, and then you’re not. That’s how it seems to go in periods at a time. Like at a certain point I was a college kid, frat guy, and into you, in no particular order. Then I wasn’t.
When I graduated from college I had a difficult transition. I started working almost immediately after walking. The landing was rough, personally, and I leaned on less than a handful of people in an immense way. Had they not been there I’m not sure how things would have worked out.
Movember is another period of time defining identity. For a while you have a mustache and people take time adjusting to this new you. Then that’s you. Then it goes away, and it’s an adjustment all over again. Just long enough to become established, just short enough to be expendable.
This Movember 2011 was fundamentally different from my first go around, Movember 2010. I didn’t have expectations the first time, unlike this time. Those expectations were exceeded. In a strange way they were also redefined. It’s odd to be standing in line for pizza surrounded by drunk people who
won’t can’t stop commending you on your facial hair. That’s your identity to them. And to you, they’re just vodka drinking lushes. We both, however, have control over this.
Tomorrow I will wake up, shower, and then shave off my mustache. Afterward I will still be me. I will then thank God for that, notably because there is no cancer afflicting me, at least that I know of. I wish I could say the same for everyone else out there. Maybe this month pushed us a little closer to be able to do that thanks to people like you. They all deserve it because, like many things, we all deserve to control our own identity - like having a mustache or not.
Thanks for reading this and thanks for your support. It’s been real.
I told you something. It was just for you and you told everybody. So I learned cut out the middle man, make it all for everybody, always. Everybody can’t turn around and tell everybody, everybody already knows, I told them.
-“That Power” - Childish Gambino