Olivia Munn is on the cover of this month’s Flare magazine, whatever THAT is, and she talks about the stuff people like Olivia Munn talk about in interviews: Her career! Her boyfriend! How she was a tomboy who never felt pretty so it’s just crazy how people think they’re pretty now because they don’t even see it! (She may or may not talk about that last one, but it’s a popular one to talk about in any case.) You know, interview stuff. Anyway, at one point she addresses her “haters,” who cannot wrap their minds around the fact that she is both sexy and intelligent:

There’s apparently no way that I can embrace my sexuality, be on the cover of a men’s magazine, and also be thoughtful and smart, and know what the Pythagorean theorem is.

Oh fuck me. God damn it. Because Olivia Munn’s point is TOTALLY VALID AND LEGITIMATE. If we really are going to embrace post-new-wave-feminism or wherever we even are on the spectrum at this point, then women absolutely get to use/flaunt/exploit/hide/ignore their sexuality however they want, and that has nothing to say about whether they are or are not also intelligent. (Obviously. We all agree on this.) And Olivia Munn is hot stuff, and she may very well be super thoughtful and keenly intelligent, I have no idea, I have never met her. (I don’t think one’s ability to deliver “smart” dialogue that was written by someone else is inherently proof of anything. See: Chain Reaction.) But, like, the Pythagorean theorem, Olivia Munn? That’s your example of something a smart person would understand? Whoooooooooopsy daisy! I don’t know if you guys have ever seen the hit 1998 James Marsden vehicle, Disturbing Behavior, but it’s a horror movie (sheesh with all the horror movie references today, must be that time of the year again, THE PURGE TIME) where the football team are monsters or whatever. Anyway one of the characters in that movie is the school’s “mentally handicapped” janitor that everyone makes fun of and/or ignores, but at one point one of the teenagers encounters the janitor in the boiler room and discovers that he’s not mentally handicapped at all, and that in fact he’s super smart. How does he know that? Because the man is carrying around a copy of Kurt Vonnegut’s Cat’s Cradle in his pocket. LOL. Look, I’m sure the janitor was cool and everything, and way more together than we all thought, but, like, Kurt Vonnegut’s books, while being so so great, are also written as if they were for children? That’s kind of his whole thing? You might be able to get a lot more out of them by being smart, but you can definitely read them even if you aren’t. I don’t know, it’s just something I think about a lot, that scene in Disturbing Behavior (1998). Olivia Munn, though: WOULD YOU HIT IT?