Larry King: What, Professor, puzzles you the most? What do you think about the most?
Stephen Hawking: Women
Larry King: Welcome aboard.
(via Falkenblog)
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Why does everyone pretend that women are so mysterious. They really are not. They just like different things than we do. So to us they are mysterious.
I suspect the origin of this myth is that every man has it in his experience where a woman rejected him in favor of some obviously inferior other man, to his consternation and bewilderment. Hence, women must be utterly *incomprehensible*!
The human brain is divided into blocks, one deals with pattern recognition, other with language, but the largest part is for chasing and bedding women. There are no blocks for doing maths, that's why a man like Hawkins is so extraordinary.
And yet many men live rich fulfilling lives immersed in math or other intellectual pursuits with nary a thought for women.
Perhaps our higher level faculties are all mere refinements of those parts of our brain that evolved to bed women or satisfy other basic needs.
It does not matter. The fact is, many men get more pleasure and satisfaction from the exercise of those faculties than from women. The *joke* is on evolution, so to speak.
It is a mistake to interpret the supposed fact that high level math ability is a mere refinement of abilities that evolved to get food or women to mean that such abilities are somehow less *legitimate*.
If evolution contains any message it is that the universe is blind and has no purpose, and we may get our pleasures as best we can, according to our nature, however *accidental*.
Women never banal? Then you have never had a surfeit of them. Like everything, they grow stale after a while.
You must be kidding. One and same woman all the time may grow boring, but there are more out there expecting your attention! Like Alexander the Great, once you start your campaign of conquest, you will want to go on. Only when your soldiers refuse to go on, like Alexander at the Ganges, you are forced to stop.
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Why does everyone pretend that women are so mysterious. They really are not. They just like different things than we do. So to us they are mysterious.
I suspect the origin of this myth is that every man has it in his experience where a woman rejected him in favor of some obviously inferior other man, to his consternation and bewilderment. Hence, women must be utterly *incomprehensible*!
Women are ultimately quite banal.
The human brain is divided into blocks, one deals with pattern recognition, other with language, but the largest part is for chasing and bedding women. There are no blocks for doing maths, that's why a man like Hawkins is so extraordinary.
Women are banal? Never.
Apparently Hawking is quite the ladies' man. Despite the wheelchair, he gets around.
K
And yet many men live rich fulfilling lives immersed in math or other intellectual pursuits with nary a thought for women.
Perhaps our higher level faculties are all mere refinements of those parts of our brain that evolved to bed women or satisfy other basic needs.
It does not matter. The fact is, many men get more pleasure and satisfaction from the exercise of those faculties than from women. The *joke* is on evolution, so to speak.
It is a mistake to interpret the supposed fact that high level math ability is a mere refinement of abilities that evolved to get food or women to mean that such abilities are somehow less *legitimate*.
If evolution contains any message it is that the universe is blind and has no purpose, and we may get our pleasures as best we can, according to our nature, however *accidental*.
Women never banal? Then you have never had a surfeit of them. Like everything, they grow stale after a while.
You must be kidding. One and same woman all the time may grow boring, but there are more out there expecting your attention! Like Alexander the Great, once you start your campaign of conquest, you will want to go on. Only when your soldiers refuse to go on, like Alexander at the Ganges, you are forced to stop.
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