A recent quote by Jose' Mourinho, manager of Chelsea Football Club, when explaining why the team's soccer pitch in London is 'not as bad as it looks':
"Sometimes you see beautiful people with no brains. Sometimes you have ugly people who are intelligent, like scientists."
I am a scientist. Ergo, I am ugly. But I am intelligent and have a brain. Oh, woe is me.
However, my contribution to the reproductive success of intelligence genes has been, shall we say, limited by a matter of choice. Mine. Yet when I flip through the television channels and see the plethora of beautiful bodies with empty craniums, I feel guilt over my contribution to the 'reverse evolution' of our species. My selfish lack of interest in 'Bringing Up Baby' won over my patriotic duty to propagation of average appearance coupled with an intelligence factor that probably equals that of several TV starletts combined. That puts me at least with a positive quotient.
Can I still be sexy even if I have a brain? I don't need anyone's approval for that.
My pitch isn't bad either.