RUSH: This is from the UK Telegraph: ‘Brilliant Men Always Betray Their Wives — Einstein’s affairs should surprise no one, says Desmond Morris. It is all in the genius’s genes. So Albert Einstein did not, after all, spend all his waking hours chalking up complex symbols on a blackboard. According to letters newly released this week, he devoted quite a bit of it to chasing the ladies. And with considerable success.’ By the way, Einstein was no looker, gang. He’d make a freight train take a dirt road, but it didn’t matter. He’s a genius.
‘To many, the idea of Einstein having 10 mistresses does not fit the classical image of the great, remote genius. Why was he wasting his valuable time with the exhausting business of conducting a string of illicit affairs – affairs that would cause havoc with his family life, damaging especially his relationship with his sons? The answer is that he, like many other intensely creative men, was over-endowed with one of the human male’s most characteristic qualities: the joy of risk-taking. Every creative act, every new formula, every ground-breaking innovation, is an act of rebellion that may – if successful – destroy an old, existing concept. So every time a brilliant mind sees a new possibility, it is faced with a moment of supreme risk-taking. The new formula, the new invention, may not work. It may turn out to be a disaster. But the man of genius – such as Einstein – has the courage to plough ahead, despite the dangers, both on and off the intellectual field. Not that Einstein is by any means an isolated instance. Indeed, far from being the exception he is closer to the norm where great men and sex are concerned. During a presidential visit to Britain, John F. Kennedy…’ debatable how great a president he was but we can’t say that because he’s martyred’– once shocked an elderly Harold Macmillan when he complained to him that if he didn’t have sex with a woman every day he suffered from severe headaches. Kennedy was insatiable and impatient. He was reported to make love with one eye on the clock and to be through with a girl as soon as he had had sex with her in three different ways.’
This is the original ‘hookup,’ by the way. You high school kids and college kids think you’ve created something new with hookup? You know what hooking up is? Sex without relationships. No encumbrances, no drama, no relationship analysis, just get in, get it, and get out. Of course, these college kids, think, ‘Wow, we are trend-setters.’ No, no, no, no. Hooking up has been going on since the Battle of Thermopylae, and even before. By the way, there was no Islam at the Battle of Themopylae. Hadn’t been invented yet, the ‘prophet’ hadn’t been born. So all this garbage about the Iranians being upset the movie’s depicting Islamic culture is BS. Anyway, back to Kennedy. He ‘kept an eye on the clock and had to be through with a girl as soon as he had sex with her in three different ways.’
‘If possible, he preferred two girls at once and seduced almost every young woman he met, from starlets to socialites, secretaries to stewardesses. Oh yes, and not forgetting strippers. But then the compulsion in dominant males to take the highest of risks – a compulsion that seems to be innate – is one that dates back to prehistoric times. Our arboreal relatives, the monkeys…’ Speak for yourself, Morris. I resent that, too. I did not used to be a monkey. If I did, why are there still monkeys? ‘…simply fled up into the high branches when danger threatened and, while feeding, all they had to confront was a fruit or a berry. But when our early ancestors came down to live on the ground, they had to give up scampering aloft to escape.’ Why? If it always worked, why did they give it up? Let me move forward.
‘Men with brilliant minds, whose creativity brings them enormous success, sometimes find themselves in a curious situation. They are so highly rewarded by society for their achievements that they are unable to limit their curiosity to new problems in their special fields. It starts to spill over into other areas. Novel sexual experiences, for instance, suddenly seem irresistible. It is not the mating act itself that is so important – that varies very little. It is the thrill of the chase and the excitement of a new conquest that drives them on,’ and the beauty of it all in the rearview mirror when it’s over. ‘Once the conquest has been made, the novelty of the affair soon wears off and another chase is begun. Each illicit episode involves stealth and secrecy, tactics and strategy, and the terrifying risk of discovery, making it the perfect metaphor for the primeval hunt. Aiding and abetting these erotic adventures is the fact that the fame, power and wealth that these especially brilliant men have received as rewards for their achievements make them very attractive figures to the opposite sex. They may have a face like an angry hippopotamus but, thanks to their high status, they somehow manage to ooze sex appeal, much to the disbelief and dismay of the handsome failures who carry out menial tasks for them.’
Yeah, how many of you people have seen this? This happens all the time. Some slinky babe with the ugliest guy you have ever, ever seen. You ask, ‘What in the world?’ It’s not about that. ‘The great philosopher Bertrand Russell, who for all his undeniable intellectual brilliance could never have bedded a woman on looks alone, was described as suffering from ‘galloping satyriasis.” Satyr is the male version of a whore, s-a-t-y-r. “He claimed he could not see a sexual partner as sexually attractive for more than a few years, after which he had to make a new conquest. He had affairs with a long line of women, a few of whom he later married. They included a young secretary, an MP’s wife, the daughter of a Chicago surgeon, a researcher, an actress, a suffragette, several teachers, the wife of a Cambridge lecturer and his children’s governess. His private life was described by one biographer as ‘a chaos of serious affairs, secret trysts and emotional tightrope acts that constantly threatened… ruinous scandal’. This was risk-taking of the highest order. Picasso was also a sexual glutton, described by a friend as being obsessed with sex. … That genius of the cinema, Charlie Chaplin, was an even more active sex addict, capable, he said, of ‘six bouts a night’. … As a young man he visited brothels, but later was attracted to talented and important women and managed to seduce a cousin of Winston Churchill’s, the daughter of playwright Eugene O’Neill, actresses Paulette Goddard, Mabel Normand and Pola Negri, and William Hearst’s girl-friend Marion Davies.’
I wonder how many people think Rosebud was a sleigh? It was, but that’s not all it was. I’m talking about the movie Citizen Kane. ‘However, his sexual risk-taking eventually led to his downfall and he was driven out of America as a ‘debaucher’, his legacy forever tarnished. But then men with great talent or power, from Elvis Presley to Bill Clinton, Toulouse-Lautrec,’ fit the bill. Genius, risk takers, not satisfied with the normal and mundane. That’s in the UK Guardian.