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

the dunning-kruger effect: the dumb and average think they are much smarter, or better at something than they are. (not at all meant to describe you, op. just mentioning it)

personally, i have a hard time talking to a large majority of people for any length of time. i guess some would say i'm anti social. if i have to, i can do it, but i have to hide my true thoughts.

occasionally, i meet someone that i can have great discussions with, and, it is usually the case that these people are interesting, or have in depth knowledge in something. this is the case even if we have very little in common. in cases like this, im curious to learn about something that i know little about. or, in the case that we do have some commonalities, interested to trade ideas and see new perspectives on similar things.

whether or not i am above average in intelligence doesn't matter. i think the main thing i share with these people that i can get along with is curiosity. i'm curious about many different things. i want to know how something works, and then connections to other things become apparent.

most people these days aren't curious, and that is a big problem.

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.

Man, I just re-read my post.
I'm such an arrogant d*ckhead lol. There's that mediocre social intellect raising it's head again.

:|

Ok. You're an asshole. Happy?

Ok. You're an asshole. Happy?

There are days I could go for this theory.

Or the one in which only a few people actually have souls.

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.

Truth is, stupid people found an evolutionary advantage in the form of submission/slavery. Stupid people are more valuable for this reason. Stupid,fit people who take orders and don't ask questions.

And the rich, powerful, smart... understand the need for order by giving stupid people unquestionable orders

I was just following orders hahahahahahaha

Thanks for this thread, I can relate somewhat.

I was plucked from 6th grade and put in a prep school where the minimum IQ requirement was 130. I score 129 on the Stanford-Binet test. I went from coasting through school to having to work my ass off for C grades. From 6th grade classes to freshman college courses. Quite the transition.

Graduates of that school were offered full rides to any ivy league school they wanted.

Calasanctius Prep School, Buffalo, NY 1968-1970 - now defunct (for those who want to challenge - lol)

I was blessed with above an average brain and lots of talent. I was cursed with little discipline and little maturity.

I've often thought a human is a vessel that holds a fixed amount, and that an abundance in one area leads to a deficit in another. I had to think that as it was the only way I could make sense of myself.

Too many people thought Hey this kid is smart, he must be mature too ... not true in my case.

Such is life.

We (I and my siblings) were pushed to go to college, get a good job, make a ton of money, have a family, yada yada ... made no sense to me ... still doesn't ... this life makes no sense ... there is no rhyme or reason to it. That made me the black sheep, oops!

Mom and dad loved ganging up on me ... at 12 y/o asking me What's my 5 year plan? My 10 year plan?

Too much pressure, too much guilt (Roman Catholic family) too much resentment because family life changed radically so I could go to a school (mom had to go to work) that cost about the price of a brand new car every year.

It is what it is. Been dealing with diagnosed clinical depression for a very very long time. Discovered that many others who went to that school also suffer from depression - there's an old forum from that school online, or there was 20 yrs ago ...

Ok, I'm rambling ...

Thanks for offering a thread to share this. Not many can relate.

Take a car out onto the highway, bring it up to 200 miles per hour, set the cruise control, and then go like that without pause, rest, or gas for the next 40 years.

Tell me how long it lasts.

We're not all set to live at our peak in every single moment of life. No one is.

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.

Good analogy. May I ask, the chapters in your life where you were misanthropic the most, were you lonely? bored?

Have you ever seen the movie "twelve years a slave"? The syntax in that movie was wonderful and I wish to live in a world like that again. But now everything is dumb down and too many metaphors "he killed it, he knocked it out of the park, she is hot as hell, et cetera".

How about the old letters written to a loved one back in the day? The English language can be so very beautiful.

I'm no sesquipedalian but I find myself not using words in conversations often because I don't want to sound ostentatious. sigh.... Thank you for your post!!

High IQ people feel this way when going through the public school system, which is geared for the bell-curve majority.

This results in a high IQ person having, very often, a low Emotional IQ, as you so succinctly demonstrate.

Isolating yourself, behaving like an ass-hole (this thread), feigning superiority, etc. are all tools your infantilism creates to emotionally scavenge through life.

Develop yourself as a Human. That should clear up your problem of ass-holism!

Toodles,
TOL

Five years ago, I started genuinely traveling the world - a month or two here, a month or two there. I went to so many countries that I quit counting.

No one spoke my language (well, almost no one) and it was a relief.

If people said idiotic things, I didn't have to know. I wasn't getting involved in conversations other than ordering food, haggling over a short-term lease, or getting a taxi. I could just appreciate the people around me as people without finding out there was a reason to judge them. So, that's what I did, and it helped me break out of nearly 40 years of dysthymia.

And I could speak on the phone or in a room to another English speaker without having to worry as much about being overheard and judged for having thoughts that dared to go beyond the prescriptive limits. I made certain of it by using every colloquialism possible (sorry!) so non-native speakers couldn't make heads or tails of it.

...

Never seen the movie. I can appreciate the art of letter writing, though.

Thank you for answering a question I almost posted earlier.

"who actually prefer input and want to build and create ideas together."

These are the people I am seeking. I know some.

IS there a forum that encourages discussion?
An actual island of thought free from trolls?
It is most difficult to find.

I seek Seekers.

The entire reason I titled this thread like I did is because I learned long ago that there are people out there who genuinely believe if you say you are intelligent, then you must be conceited, and there is no way to argue with them. They are dead set in their beliefs.

It's like when they say all white people are definitely racist, or all men are absolutely misogynists. They simply don't have the analytical skills to think any more complexly than that. I don't see any reason to waste time on them.

It's easier to just let them get it out and say it, because they're going to need to before they feel better about themselves and their own intelligence level.