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.

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.