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

I am in a constant internal battle with myself, the dunning kruger effect is the only thing keeping me from concluding I am not retarded, but yes, on the whole.. people are of course seemingly below average intelligence. how is this news.

(so what does this say about the validity of the average)
scary

I am a female. Member of Mensa and intertel. Which means I scored in the 98th and 99.9th percentile iq wise. So there are my papers.

There is a high organization that can help you deal with high iq. Mensa.

In its hey day they had lots of special interest groups and were a great support to me when I was raising high IQ kids. They had high iq psychologists. Kids with high iq need those as do parents. The psychology is very different.

I found the writing in Mensa magazine fascinating and wish I had old copies. If you can find any you would learn a lot.

Maybe Mensa put them all on a cd. That would be a pot of gold.

Maybe there could be a high iq support group on line. Sounds like we need it.

As far as dealing with regular people remember this line. Anyone can teach anyone else something.

So yes your brain has a huge hard drive and a boat load of memory. You do process info at the speed of light. I’ll give you thst.

However you are not omnipresent. Other eyes have also learned things. Maybe not as fast as you but they still have absorbed things you have not.

My best advice to
You is to seek out others with high iq. And when you find them worship them and wash their feet. They can be your true teachers.

Life is too short to dance with dumb men or women.
So please stop. It’s so painful to watch.

Oh my, so nice to see some intelligence in the midst of all this Covid-19 insanity! I was beginning to think none existed. Glad to know I was wrong. Thanks for making my day!

I am observing.

I didn't make the thread.

You know I could say that the reference to "making someone play pong" is a victim standpoint.

But I am not completely sure of your reference.

I have come across a paper defining ego reactions (we all have an ego, it is a blockade or a guide). that about 10% of people can get through without total defensive lockdown of their minds.

This topic serves the same purpose. It is human.

If I tell one of my children that the art they are showing me is amazing, the other one gets sad and thinks I don't like hers.

Adults do it to.

It would be great to be able to disarm that defensive mechanism and just have peaceful communications.

Pain is a teacher.

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.

.....

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.

......

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.

.......

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.


I run into others that touch my heart.
I find most people live in fear.i read their complaints, heartaches. Happiness. It’s a great feeling to be alive!
Because a person is brilliant, doesn’t mean life cannot be difficult.
Bottom line..if you are so smart, why haven’t you left GLP? U didn’t need to tear us down before u left.

The title of the thread is the introduction to a pingpong game of words...
vis a vis

She doesn't have a dick.

gotcha



It confused me when the poster said "you."

This is true. I left him a few years ago.

If you are a high IQ, than you will realize that it is just as much of a curse as a blessing. Ever think about the statement "ignorance is bliss"? It was written by a brilliant person.

If you have a high IQ you can....

1. Do your own taxes
2. get really good at things easily
3. Always get the results you are looking for
4. Fix almost anything
5. Make a lot of money

But I have also found that I don't experience as much joy as those without the high IQ.

I have always viewed it as a curse. I, like you, can fit in. I can attempt "small talk". But it is just faking it. Not getting the joy most people get in it. Just going through the motions.

For this reason, I found a wife that is the opposite of me. She is lovable, funny and happy almost all of the time. She has people swarm her just to be around her. She is hunny to all the bees.

I am not.

I was smart enough to find somebody like her to enhance my life, but I an NOT smart enough to be her. I don't have the ability to be sporadic, or make mistakes just to see where it will leave me. I over plan EVERYTHING to achieve the outcome I desire. I know no other way.

And it has left me empty inside. I live through her.

Being a musician, I look at us as Ricky and Lucy. And yes, I love Lucy. In our 25 year marriage, we have accomplished so much. Each of us using our God given talents to enhance the other.

But if I could pick a role, I would be her. She is so much happier than I am. But we are a team, so I get to be around all the bees that come to be around her. That is the best I could do with this life. I wish I could be more, but I am just me.

So if you are really as smart as you claim, you will see the double-sided sword that you have been given. Do the best with it you can. And never forget, Ignorance is a bliss. Learn how to deal with your constant depression.

I don't get it?

My mistake, to assume,
la dee da

She sounds like hell

I've done the popularity thing. At the end of the day, unless the conversation was good, it just wasn't fulfilling.

I've been a leader. I thought I taught the flock something. But the second I left to go wander the country, they simply found the first persuasive person to follow and all of my teachings were undone. They hadn't actually learned anything. They had just been following me. Now, they were following someone else, and when that person left, they found someone else to follow. They could never be taught to be independent or thinkers.

I don't want to lead permanent children. I want them to grow up and learn how to fly like the adults they appear to be.

Last Edited by TlvmmCpoft on 03/17/2020 08:23 AM

Ritalin. That was one. They tried me on a lot of stuff as I would just blow through it with little effect. I also learned to stash the pills and spit them out later.
I'll have to sit down and make a list one day.

They complained that my words and sentence structure were too complex and long. ever get jumped for it?
you've led a life of privilege. At 10 my reading was at college level, but there were no opportunities or options for people of my "social class"

Are you both victim and victimizer simultaneously? Must get tiring.

Ritalin works for me. Normally don't need it, but when things get really hectic at work, I really focus much better with it than without. (I'm 48 and only started using it in my 40's)

You enjoy being incomprehensible?

There's much intellectual chest-puffing in these IQ threads.

Always fun to watch!

Yeah, people are.... on a very wide bell curve when it comes to almost everything.

What’s up with the bolded sentence? Everything okay?

I take it you've never been to New Haven and think Yale is in the center of a well-planned suburb.

I actually talked my way out of getting jumped, multiple times, by groups that randomly tried to attack me based solely on the color of my skin. I don't think they could see my brain. It took hours to talk them down. I had to lie and claim I was 1/16th black (yep, I'm worse that Fakahontus) so they'd calm the fuck down enough to talk. I listened to them. I acted as if what they said had merit, and after a few hours i was able to bend them towards my viewpoint.

Still managed to get sucker punched once.

As for social class, that's a lamer battleground than IQ level. You assume mine based on Yale. I got there on merit. Not on anything else. I was a war orphan.

Lol.
It's a matter of having a wide lexicon, and being able to use it. Doing so gives you a broader range of options to describe... Well, anything.
Much like knowing a second language, it's a matter of who understands it.
If no-one does, you're forced not to use it, and it withers away.
Hence the "dumbing yourself down".

If that insults you... Might be something to look at

One thing really pissed me off when I was little. I had taught myself to read quite fluently by the time I was four.

By the age of five, when I started school, I realised I was well ahead of the other kids in that respect (except for one who was my friend and was smarter than me).

We had to read out simple stuff (Dick and Dora) from our little readers, in turn around the class. I was so proud to get up and read it fluently for the teacher, but it seemed I did the wrong thing. Because I did it so well, I was never asked to read anything out again.

Forced to inch along at the snail's pace of everyone else. I became so bored with school. Adults would laugh and make jokes about me swallowing a dictionary.

Sometimes it feels like I live in a world inhabited by retards and unless I dumb myself down to their level, they resent me. Meh... but I got used to it. Now I just study people for my own entertainment.

Anyway, I can see where you're coming from OP.

Allow me to explain:

We who score 130 or above on IQ tests keep forgetting that long and complex sentences are incomprehensible to most other people, because they're perfectly comprehensible to us.

I've been coughing for seven and a half weeks in the middle of a red zone of our dear modern plague. If nothing else, we can assume I'm going to have some lung scarring.

"Words, words, you will find them all in the dictionary."

The child, made dumb by blows to the face, retreats to the corner.