Moustaches

“It was the moustache that told me everything.”

Involuntarily, I flinched. It was a very common human error, to see the gun only for the trigger. To directly relate cause to effect without considering framing/circumstances, cause of cause, cause of cause of cause, indirect persuasion, human mood and the other mechanisms that allows squeezing a trigger to release a bullet.

What my friend Jimmy should have said was, “It was the moustache, above the full, pouty lips, and those breasts that told me everything.”

It told Jimmy that Sarah was Groucho Marx. For Halloween, no less.