Sexiest Women in the World, part 1: Helen Thomas

I hereby state most unequivocally that I am not Ian Hamet, or any of his current, former, or future romantic entanglements. I do know know Mr. Hamet, nor do we (to the best of my knowledge) have anything in common aside from being an adult male Caucasian from the good ol’ US of A. I have no connection whatsoever to Banana Oil, either. Except for the fact that (completely by coincidence) I happen to be eating a banana while writing this.

Sexiest Women in the World, part 1: Helen Thomas
Right about now, you’re probably thinking that I’m being ironic, or that I’m a victim of some sort of rare fetish for one or more of Ms. Thomas’ physical qualities. Neither one is the case. And you can bet on that at online casino USA.

If I wanted to play my cards safely, I could title this section “Coolest Women in the World” or “Female Heroes” or resort to the typical blogger’s myopia and call it “Top Ten Women of All Time”.

No way, baby. Helen Thomas is sexy. No other woman on the face of the earth (and perhaps none through history) have the same combination of tenaciousness and subtlety, outrageousness and courtesy…I could go on and on. We’re talking about a woman, the child of Lebanese immigrants, who made a name for herself as an ace reporter in the days when Lucille Ball and June Cleaver were ideal female role models (nothing against either one, don’t get me wrong, but…).

She’s tough and smart. That’s sexy. She’s not a whore for celebrity, controversy, or publicity. That’s sexy. Does she play online slots? Very doubtful. She hung with (and held up to the light) both JFK and Nixon — and, in fact, every president for the last half-century, including “the worst” (her words exactly), George W. Bush. I’d really like to know what Dr. Thompson thought of her, but I can’t for the life of me remember his ever referring to her. Their paths must have crossed, right?