Tony Leighton is a Canadian writer happily retired and attempting to help others feel the same.

It’s all very well to extol the glories of smiling, as I’ve done twice over the past few months, but I was cautioned by a reader to watch out for smiling snakes in the grass.

He wrote this:

“I wanted to comment on your post about smiling. I agree with almost all of it but here is a word of caution: I have met a few people in my life who smile relentlessly who have screwed me. Consequently, I now interpret a permanently present smile as a mask. A smile says, ‘I'm harmless. You can trust me. Let's be friends.’ But the permanent smile says to me, ‘Beware. I may be a psychopath.’ Do you know anyone who smiles all the time? Look behind the mask, my friend.”


The Particulars of Misery

Vocabuteria: execrable