Who is The Most Interesting Man in the World? You’ve seen him in the beer commercials where he says at the end of the spot, “I don’t always drink beer, but when I do I prefer Dos Equis.” The ads claim that “at museums, he’s allowed to touch the art” and that “he once had an awkward moment, just to see how it feels.” Turns out he’s had lots of them.
His name in real life is Jonathan Goldsmith. I just read an interesting piece on him in the current New Yorker. He’s actually a Jewish guy from the Bronx (the Spanish accent in the commercials is fake). His mother was a model, his father a track coach. He’s made a career in television, usually as the guy who gets killed. He’s also sold waterless car washes and done network marketing. In real life he once rescued a stranded climber on Mount Whitney, saved a drowning girl in Malibu, and sailed the high seas with his friend Fernando Lamas. He says, “I love the old philosophers,” and adds, “I have a large library. I am not a die-hard sports fan. I love to cut wood.”
He is indeed interesting, both on television and off, but his title has already been taken. The next time you pray, consider first this description of the One who will listen to you (adapted from an 1926 sermon by Dr. James Francis):
“He was born in an obscure village, the child of a peasant woman. He grew up in another village. He worked in a carpenter shop until he was thirty, then for three years he was an itinerant preacher. He never owned a home. He never wrote a book. He never held an office. He never had a family. He never went to college. He never traveled two hundred miles from the place where he was born. He never did one of the things that usually accompany greatness. He had no credentials but himself.
“While he was still a young man, the tide of popular opinion turned against him. His friends ran away. One of them denied him. He was turned over to his enemies. He went through the mockery of a trial. He was nailed on a cross between two thieves. While he was dying his executioners gambled for the only piece of property he had on earth–his coat. When he was dead, he was laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend.
“Nineteen centuries have come and gone, and today he is the centerpiece of the human race and leader of the column of progress. All the armies that ever marched, all the navies that ever sailed, all the parliaments that ever sat and all the kings that ever reigned, put together, have not affected the life of man upon this earth as has that one solitary life.”
Now, who’s the most interesting man in the world?
Jim’s Blog by Jim Denison