Among the many things that happened in the world last week that I'm not vaguely interested in - anything to do with Sonny Bill Williams, anything to do with legal highs, anything to do with Maurice Williamson's renovations - may I please add the announcement that George Clooney has become engaged.
Am I the only woman in New Zealand who does not find George Clooney attractive or interesting? Jeez ladies, don't all shout at once. But first, I am offended by the treatment of his fiancee. Her name is Amal Alamuddin. She is a Lebanese-born lawyer with a distinguished career in the human rights field. Good for her. Snazzy CV. But there is no need for Clooney to be treated like he deserves the Nobel himself for picking a woman who is academic.
And no, his engagement is not "a vicarious triumph for all the single ladies out there, all the smart, accomplished, ambitious, single ladies" as one New York paper claimed.
Maybe if Ms Alamuddin had, say, looked like Doris Lessing, her choice as the future Mrs Clooney would be mildly daring. But instead of making women feel liberated, it seems the new high-status babe must not only have high-level good looks but must also be a high-level adviser to Kofi Annan.
Get working on that thesis, Paris Hilton. I suspect if George Clooney really was a "sapiosexual", that is, someone who is attracted by intelligence rather than physical attributes, he probably wouldn't have dated a Vegas cocktail waitress and a professional wrestler.