Einstein wasn’t always right.

I suspect Elsa Lowenthal might have a different opinion.

Albert Einstein was one smart cookie, he came up with basis of The General Theory of Relatively when he was working in a patent office and obviously won the Nobel Prize for it in 1921. So mega-brain (I’m sure there is a movie out now with the same name) and he had a great sense of humour, I like that about him; Einstein and MLK are probably my two favourite dead people in this world.

Apparently this story is actually true. One day during a speaking tour, Albert Einstein’s driver, who often sat at the back of the hall during his lectures, remarked that he could probably give the lecture himself, having heard it so many times. Sure enough, at the next stop on the tour, Einstein and the driver switched places, with Einstein sitting at the back in his driver’s uniform.

Having delivered a flawless lecture, the driver was asked a difficult question by a member of the audience. “Well, the answer to that question is quite simple,” he casually replied. “I bet my driver, sitting up at the back there, could answer it!”

Well, I did say apparently, however, this quote from Einstein definitely was his, Albert Einstein was often asked to explain the general theory of relativity and he liked to use this example. “Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour,” he once declared. “Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a minute. That’s relativity!”

So, funny and smart but not infallible, especially when it came to matters of love, few people remember that the Nobel Prize winner married his cousin, Elsa Lowenthal, after his first marriage dissolved in 1919. He stated that he was attracted to Elsa because she was well endowed. He postulated that if you are attracted to women with large breasts, the attraction is even stronger if there is a DNA connection This came to be known as Einstein’s Theory of Relative Titty.

So, serious hat on now, the following quote is attributed to Einstein, he said that ‘the definition of madness is to do the same thing over and over again and expect different results’ and there does seem a certain logic in that, especially when dealing with the physical world of atoms and electrons but in matters of love I have to pretty much disagree with this theory, I think one has to keep doing the same thing over and over again because eventually you will get a different result, you may have to do it a hundred times before you get a different result but the thing is, you have to keep trying doing the exact same thing and the proof that this actually works is my mother Doris, who found her true love, Bob, after many attempts, at age 81.

You see, I’m thinking like this because this is what I have been doing all my life, I have been opening myself up, exposing my heart, raw and vulnerable, and putting it out there time and time again, and it gets bashed pretty hard at times and now I think it’s wrapped up in a lot of bandages and quite tender but the thing is, I have absolutely no choice but to repeat the same behaviour all over again and expose my heart because how is the one for me going to recognise me unless I am doing exactly that, holding my heart out so she can see it and recognise it for what it is, and I recognise her too because she is doing the exact same thing.

I/we have no choice.

However, I reckon it must be near attempt number one hundred just about …..now!