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Miracle Legion//"Snacks and Candy" (Letterman)

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Thursday, May 7, 2015

Does anybody truly believe that they are below-average or even average when it comes to looks? How ever they answer the question out loud, putting aside all politeness and self-deprecating humor, everyone deep down truly believes, or wishes to believe, that they are an above-average-looking person.

Of course, it is both mathematically and semantically impossible for everyone to be above average. But the thing is, how can anyone really tell how good looking one truly is? In this world of pumped-up self-esteem, to-one's-face politeness and behind-one's-back putdowns, how can anyone really know where one falls on the spectrum of physical attractiveness?

Here is one quick check: think of all the random people who generally show you any sort of attention in your life in the last week, month year. The people at the office, at school, on the street, online, on the train, in buses and shops and bars and friends of friends at parties. Picture all of these people in a room. Now, as a group, how would you rate the "quality" of person who generally gives you any attention, looks your way, tries to get your attention or phone number? Not so great? Maybe a "2"?

Guess what? YOU'RE A 2.

Yes, I realize that these are all meaningless, self-created numbers and characterizations anyway, so what does it any of it matter anyway? I'm not really sure. Maybe ratings are stupid. Maybe looks are stupid. Maybe this isn't the way we want to be thinking about people because it's not the way we want them thinking about us.

I don't know. Maybe part of loving yourself means loving the people who love you back, too.