Now I know that Samantha Brick & Pascal Ribenet are meant for each other. He said: “Insult my wife and I'll shoot you!” We all have been threatened for speaking our mind. It has been proven time & again that truth is a dangerous thing. People are not yet ready for to accept it.
Moreover, I also have a feeling that Mail Online is paying these two people to say all this crap as we all have noticed this chapter is just not closing. Every day Samantha Brick has to offer something to us. Now her husband is making statements about her so-called beauty:
“Samantha is beautiful in every sense of the word. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She is beautiful physically and beautiful in her mind. She is also strong. I am very lucky indeed to have her.”
In fact he just can’t take his eyes off her. I think sensible & caring husbands do find their wives beautiful. But that doesn’t mean the wife becomes a rare beauty. I’m sorry to say but men lie all the time about the looks of women & women tend to take it so seriously. Just like Samantha Brick, there are others who narrate their tales of so-called beauty & men are the ones who pour that thing in their minds. Most women don't believe other things but they immediately believe they are beautiful when a man says it...that's kind of weird.
Anyhow, I have been reading Aleph & it seems as if anyone can invoke the Alpeh any time when he/she would be confronted by the rare beauty of Samantha Brick Since she happens to be a huge orgasm in person, it’s possible to invoke the Aleph. In fact you can invoke it just by looking at the powerful pic of the Helen of Troy of the digital age. Right? I think only Paulo Coelho can answer that :P
However, this crap on Samantha Brick gave me an opportunity to touch the subject of jealousy & looks from a very different angle. It’s true that there is some amount of jealousy in every person but it doesn’t mean that every human being can instantly turn green while looking at something ordinary or not at all noticeable.
It might be a plus point if you are genuinely good-looking, but the question is: what is your god-damn contribution in your looks? Vanity is a strange kind of thing. Even in sad moments, you look at your face in the mirror, & you can’t help admiring it, but what does it actually give you in life?
