Yes, you can call me an asshole - a thread on IQ

So, I was scrolling through Facebook the other day looking at reactions to the virus (mostly "Oh no, my trip to the Canaries has been canceled. Can I rebook for two weeks from now?)...

And I noticed that, from my perspective, only one in fifty people had a rational or intelligent reaction to information about the virus.

That's when I remembered that only around one in fifty people have an IQ over 130 and realized I was essentially watching forty-nine dumb blondes run into a horror movie forest while the one guy stayed back at the cabin to rig the truck ignition and drive his ass out of the movie.

Ordinarily, average people only slightly irritate me, but in a crisis they become painful to watch and interact with.

I'm highly considering cutting off contact with them nearly entirely at this point to avoid the developing migraine.

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As for my own IQ, I score around 130 on a bad day and too high to measure on a good day.

I learned that it's more about social anxiety over performance than anything. Ordinary people have this unrealistic expectation of genius. They think we get everything right the first time and just instantly know all the answers. They don't realize that actual analysis is a process and that it often takes looking at all the data points, and not just one, to come to a conclusion.

When I went in to test knowing that they were expecting that from me, I worried over each question and what it would mean to their perception if I got it wrong - and that slowed me down to 130.

When I went into the test not giving a damn (yeah, I have those days too), I scored too high to accurately measure, i.e. I aced the IQ test.

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It's led to an interesting life.

On one hand, I had to start paring back my language by age eight because none of the other children (or many of the adults) could understand me. They complained that my words and sentence structure were too complex and long. I regret bending to them on that. I miss the language. It also meant I spent a lot of my life faking dumb to fit in.

On the other hand, it granted me access to a lot, including Yale. I lived in their library stacks for years just absorbing everything I could. The think tanks were divine. I mean, genuinely divine. I loved those moments I had a chance to interact with other thinking people and I could actually see the cogs working in their minds instead of the usual series of roadblocks that most people have.

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Which all brings me to this point.

I may not have very many years left on this planet. Why am I spending it with idiots? It's difficult not to. After all, they're literally everywhere you turn, but I think this is the turning point in which I need to part the moronic seas instead of swimming in them.

Thoughts?

And, yes, I expect a bunch of low IQ people to come in here all butt hurt and offended. After all, they're everywhere. You'll have to excuse me if I do not engage. I'm just too bored with that shit now. There are only so many times an adult can play peekaboo before they have to take a very long break.

Last Edited by TlvmmCpoft on 03/17/2020 06:06 AM