I kind of suspect both the Q and the A were written by the same guy, who has a high salary (probably lower than $500,000 a year) and a spotty dating record.
That last one seems to be attributed to a lot of different folks, although GBS is not a bad guess. It would be pounds, though, wouldn't it, except if the actress were American.
Oh Christina, if there were no pretty women who relied on their looks, what would be the point of men becoming rock stars, investment bankers, doctors, surfers, rappers, actors, hedge fund managers, high priced personal trainers, politicians, lawyers, athletes, or derivative traders?
Without the motivation of attractive, yet superficial women, we would all be content to work at McDonalds, marry some intelligent plain Jane, and bring home free burgers every Friday to watch during football all weekend.
Not to say that every man is motivated by superficial notions. Some men want to bring peace and racial harmony and humanely killed meat to the world too, and that motivates them.
But most men want that attractive superficial woman. They just won't admit it. In fact, there is a code among men, very Freemason in structure, that when one man admits it, it is up to other men to step forward and say how ridiculous it is and how they really like intelligent and deeply ugly women. Omerta. Just watch.
With all due respect, speak for yourself. Yes, my wife happens to be particularly attractive. And I make a good living. But to imply that somehow the entire thing relies on that sort of superficial exchange presumes a hell of a lot that says more about you than it does about either me or my wife. She chose me when I didn't have two cents to rub together. And, like the respondant in the link, if I'd only been interested in looks, I'd have leased rather than purchased.
And apparently she now needs to take a massive charge to write down her intangibles.
I kind of suspect both the Q and the A were written by the same guy, who has a high salary (probably lower than $500,000 a year) and a spotty dating record.
Reminds me a bit about the apcryphal exchange between the hollywood star and Albert Einstein:
starlet: you know Al, with my lloks and your brains we could make perfect children.
Einstein: but my dear, what if they got MY looks and YOUR brains?
probably apocryphal (most great stories are), but truer than truth in a way. Bravo!
The way I heard the story, it was George Bernard Shaw and an actress.
I thought the GB Shaw one was:
Shaw: would you sleep with me for a million dollars?
actress: I'd be foolish to pass that up, wouldn't I?
Shaw: how about for one dollar?
actress: I'm outraged! what kind of woman do you think I am?
Shaw: we've already established that. Now we're arguing over price.
That last one seems to be attributed to a lot of different folks, although GBS is not a bad guess. It would be pounds, though, wouldn't it, except if the actress were American.
"attributed to a lot of folks..."
Yes, it is interesting, in the UK anecdotes tend to be attributed to Disraeli & Shaw, and sometimes Wilde. In the US, it's Twain and Will Rogers.
This is precisely why I have always pitied pretty girls who rely exclusively on their looks, and the foolish men who chase them.
"in the UK anecdotes tend to be attributed to Disraeli & Shaw"
Churchill, also.
Oh Christina, if there were no pretty women who relied on their looks, what would be the point of men becoming rock stars, investment bankers, doctors, surfers, rappers, actors, hedge fund managers, high priced personal trainers, politicians, lawyers, athletes, or derivative traders?
Without the motivation of attractive, yet superficial women, we would all be content to work at McDonalds, marry some intelligent plain Jane, and bring home free burgers every Friday to watch during football all weekend.
Not to say that every man is motivated by superficial notions. Some men want to bring peace and racial harmony and humanely killed meat to the world too, and that motivates them.
But most men want that attractive superficial woman. They just won't admit it. In fact, there is a code among men, very Freemason in structure, that when one man admits it, it is up to other men to step forward and say how ridiculous it is and how they really like intelligent and deeply ugly women. Omerta. Just watch.
Finn,
With all due respect, speak for yourself. Yes, my wife happens to be particularly attractive. And I make a good living. But to imply that somehow the entire thing relies on that sort of superficial exchange presumes a hell of a lot that says more about you than it does about either me or my wife. She chose me when I didn't have two cents to rub together. And, like the respondant in the link, if I'd only been interested in looks, I'd have leased rather than purchased.