I'm not so sure many people know who Alexander Hamilton was except he was some guy who was in a duel with the vice president.

A person foolish enough to get in a duel probably shouldn't be on the penny, let alone the $10 bill, which isn't that popular considering ATM's only spit out twenties.

Anyway, since I'm not writing about the theater, comfortable socks or confederate flags, I'm kind of rambling because I'm debating whether this column should be labeled NSFW — which in our modern world of Internet abbreviations means Not Suitable for Women.

Being a firm believer in equal rights for all people, I don't see why the label is needed since women have the right to read and choose what they want to be offended by just as men do.

This ain't the 1970s anymore and as Virginia Slims so boldly stated, “You've come a long way, baby.”

The only problem I see with the old Virginia Slims ad is it was NSFM — Not Suitable for Men — and men became offended a cigarette just for women had been developed although Marlboro was originally a women's smoke.

Men smoking women's cigarettes is just weird. I know in these more politically correct days it's not a politically correct thing to say men who smoke women's cigarettes are weird, but they are, and two things men should never do is smoke Virginia Slims and wear Capri pants.

This all brings me back to the original intent of this column, which was to talk about my fantasy list of women I lustily believe should be on the $10 bill to replace Alexander Hamilton who was in a duel and lost and probably smoked Virginia Slims and was probably wearing knickers, cousin to the Capri pants. In the post-modern world, only Payne Stewart was allowed to wear knickers.

This list, of course, is not to be taken seriously, because they all come from my celebrity crushes. I will do another column soon on who — or is that whom — I believe should really be on the $10 bill.

I put the names in the order my computer arranged the photos in a folder I labeled 10dollarwomen so there is really no order other than that.

Miley Cyrus

Troubled, yes, but she sings like an angel. If Colin Cowherd can have Lindsay Lohan as his delicate flower, then I can have twerking Miley as mine although I think twerking is so last year — or was that two years ago?

Veronica Lake

You kids out there probably don't know who Veronica Lake was, but you should. Wearing her blonde hair to cover part of her face, she was a Turner Classic Movie queen. Reference and watch Sullivan's Travel to see why I believe she is a $10 diva.

Rita Hayworth

Gilda, enough said, and she would have probably smoked Virginia Slims and laughed at men who wanted to bum one while wearing Capri pants. Stephen King found her worthy enough to name a story after her.

Christina Hendricks

The Mad Men star who tells women it's OK to be full-figured.

Lauren Bacall

Again, you young'uns out there have probably never heard of her. In fact, when I posted she had died, someone had the nerve to say, “Who?” Watch To Have and Have Not and you'll not only gain a new appreciation for her, but she'll teach you how to whistle.

The AT&T Girl

Her real name is Milana Vayntrub and she is so perky in those commercials you would never want to break your $10 bill, even to buy a pack of Virginia Slims.

Ellie Kemper

If you haven't seen Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt on Netflix then you probably don't have Netflix. Cute is the operative word here.

Gwyneth Paltrow

I've mentioned her in a column before about sitting at the Aquatic Center spooning. Her performance as Sylvia Plath was mesmerizing.

Katherine Hepburn

Sorry, but young Ms. Hepburn trumps all the TCM ladies. Class personified and probably the only woman who would approve of men wearing Capri pants and smoking dainty cigarettes.

Hannah, but not her Horse

Hannah Davis, this year's Sports Illustrated swimsuit edition cover model was also on the back cover in a Snicker's You're not You when You're Hungry ad as Medusa. She is the replacement for the Rob Lowe ads for DirecTV. Although the Rob Lowe ads were funnier, Hannah pitching satellite TV is, well, what I want to say is probably NSFW — Lance Martin