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The Sexiest Man Not Alive

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Take it from somebody already dead (Marilyn Monroe), Albert Einstein was very sexy. Although Monroe’s statement about Einstein was widely quoted, it’s difficult to track down. The closest I’ve come is MSNBC reporting (parenthetically), “Legend has it that Marilyn Monroe said Einstein was her idea of a sexy man.” The two never met, but Monroe allegedly said she would like to meet him, that she found his intelligence sexy.

Marilyn was right; intelligence is sexy. If a man can use his brain effectively, imagine what he can do with the rest of his body parts. Although it was rumored he was a washout at math, Einstein is synonymous with “genius.” Perhaps that false math rumor was based on his statement, “Do not worry about your difficulties in Mathematics. I can assure you mine are still greater.”

Few would argue against Einstein’s genius, but Einstein the stud muffin? Einstein had groupies, and—dare I say it—a number of extra-marital affairs. Not quite the Tiger Woods of the intellectual set, Einstein seemed to have a theory of moral relativity to which he adhered. In 2006, the Mail Online (London Daily Mail) labeled him a “prodigious lover with a string of mistresses.”

Who cares about a dead man’s mistresses? Oh, okay, lots of people do, and the more prominent the dead man, the more people want to talk about it. Well, this is not a DeadPeople Magazine expose. If you want to know more about Einstein’s sex life, check out The Daily Mail.

Einstein may be sexy, but I find him fascinating. In many ways, he was a free spirit, not confining himself to the dictates of society. He hated wearing suits, so he didn’t wear them. He had the hair of a boxing promoter and the wardrobe of a middle-aged hippie. After divorcing his wife, he ended up marrying his cousin.

Einstein’s advice is invaluable and has enriched my life. “Never memorize what you can look up in books” is counsel that has served me well. I stopped trying to remember everything about everything, and concentrated on creativity.

I was further inspired when I read “Imagination is more important than knowledge,” and realized that things that are known are things that can be looked up. Using the brain to invent seemed like a much more valuable use than storage.

Perhaps the best guidance I’ve “received” from Einstein is “If A is success in life, then A equals x plus y plus z. Work is x; y is play; and z is keeping your mouth shut.” Although there are some that think I should adhere even more strictly to this equation, I know I’ve benefited from its application.

For those interested in what Einstein had to say about sex, there are the 3500 pages of letters, postcards, and other documents the Hebrew University of Jerusalem made public in 2006. As for me, I’ll avoid the earthy and go with the more philosophical. “Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.”

Albert Einstein, my brain crush.

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  • If the big mind is combined with a wimpy man’s body, I’m there, honey.

  • Emily Adams

    Yeah, I must say this isn’t really represented well by real women and who they are attracted to, would be nice if was the case, and even better if it was both ways!

  • Lynn AM

    If the mind is the the most important “sex organ” of all — and Einstein had the biggest brain ever* — then this would clearly be a yet another case of size mattering. How refreshing that it’s size above the waist!

    This notion must very encouraging to all the genius-level males out there. Even the ones with no social skills, sense of style or even so much as a clue.

    Unfortunately, millions of years of evolution have not programmed us females to care that much about a man’s *mind*, at least initially. I know. Sorry. A bunch of middle aged guys still living with Mom just had their crests fall over their faces.

    Speaking as a woman, I can tell that if women were turned on by intelligence, then Steven Hawking would be the Sexiest Man Alive. All the hot and cold running triplets would be flocking to him, instead of Hugh Hefner!

    * One of them, anyway.