Now, there’s plenty of reasons why that might be the case, and a lot of them probably have something to do with “patriarchy” and “gross Hollywood”, but that doesn’t mean that our current obsession with leagues isn’t utter bullshit. There is no Premier League of people, despite what model agencies, magazines, dating apps and the rest would tell you. Human desire is an illusive, idiosyncratic thing. What I find attractive, you might find repulsive.
Absolutely anyone who has spent more than half an hour trying to get a legover knows this is nonsense.
It’s entirely true that love is a many splendoured thing and that Mel Brooks ended up with a complete hottie called Anne Bancroft. But it’s also true, as one piece of fascinating research showed, that fat birds have more anal herpes.
It’s always a trade and those with greater endowments get more from such trade than those with lower.