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

I didn't express that very well. She knows how i.q. works. But, it doesn't really work the way she explained it. I think she has been tested a lot.

I understand .

I just “study” people in all their many manifestations

Of course, IQ is not emotional intelligence and it’s super rare to have both - but emotional intelligence can be learned and I have met one or two handfuls of people I am proud to know did learn a lot from life and other people

One of my favorite sayings is “ You learn from the books you read and the people you meet” from IDK - but I make a concerted effort to learn something from each person I meet.

I have little knowledge about you and your situation - but I feel you are wrong about not being here very long. I see a long life for you - and many things to discover about yourself and others - mostly positive for you too.

Enjoy!

It's a "she"? Then 130 is way too high.

You get their RESPECT ...

Welcome to Hell, OP. 90% of humanity is an intellectual cul de sac.
I work with people who are on such a base level of existence that it's almost sickening.
I have no interest in them and their Walter Mitty lives of inconsequence, and yet I'm subjected to their dull dronings on a daily basis.

They barely understand the fundamentals of anything beyond the most mundane and the downright laborious. They LIVE their jobs and all they talk about is kids and who said what to whom.

I've always hoped that a virus would breakout that would simply obliterate the little creatures but alas, it seems that's never going to happen. Oh, wait!

Sadly, I have family members who are sub intellect too and I do my best to not have to be around them because they depress the fuck out of me.

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I got a letter from a teacher for my 14 year old son - he kept trying to teach the kids that weren’t getting it ... and she got mad

I asked him “You know what the teachers game is right?”

He said “right”

“Then PLAY IT!” “She has the keys to your college and scholarships- just play along ok?!”

He did and Insaid if he playe fit right I would get him out of there early (HS)

She wrote his recommendation letters

He got scholarships and his first choice college - age 17

TEACHERS do not like competition !

Yeah. There are some days I'm rooting for the community and some days I'm rooting for the virus.

That's part of the problem.

Those same teachers and professors who do not like competition also do not like their cash-cow fields questioned, so they continue to teach theories with holes in them as large as the galaxy, without ever exploring or learning, because they don't want to question the thing their paycheck is based on.

And no one learns.
And nothing progresses.
And you waste your university years.

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I'm also tired of play acting when I'm around them, but if I didn't they'd stare at me like I was an E.T.
They talk about TV and I'm saying no, I don't watch TV; I read. Books. Literature.
Man, do those little fucks look lost then!
Reminds me of Bill Hicks when he was asked by some waitress in Buttfuck Alabama or some such place as to WHY he was reading, not WHAT he was reading...

I learned the secret finally. I can talk food and travel. Food is if I actually want to talk to them. Travel is if I want them to crawl away in boredom from looking at my selfies in front of monuments.

I have perfected blending in.

I just sincerely hate myself when I do it.

What do you Wise Acres know about the nature of a virus?

Are you intelligent enough to avoid the vaccines?

IQ is a made up lie

Last Edited by Coupes on 03/17/2020 02:56 PM

lol

It's real... just a measurement of particular parameters tho.

O course, you New that.

Also the test is used to sway the beliefs of the participants, by guiding them in particular directions.

you New that tho.

Intelligence is matriarchal

Passed down from the mother.

This makes me laugh every time I see a man with a trophy wife.

Good luck with that. You will need it.

The two of you deserve each other.

If you're so smart. How come you can't cure the covid 19?

^^

lol

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It is most frustrating in a business environment. Trying to discuss process with someone whose IQ is 80 but they think they are a genius is maddening. Anymore I just walk away from them because the temptation to beat their ass is incredibly strong.

I really do dislike dumb people, especially the ones who have tricked themselves into believing they are intelligent.

Last Edited by OU8122 on 03/17/2020 03:25 PM

lol

Where's the mirror meme Cartman?

There was a time period where they experimented with not telling anyone their i.q.

Everybody needs an asshole. For real.

lol...

You nailed it Op

this is something psychopaths and narcs know and actively use and when you stir up a shitstorm because of foul play they think you're the problem

me, i don't know how to manipulate people and push their buttons. i av teh dumbz

OP, and to the rest of you brainiacks, I clocked in at 164 when I was a child, and it was on my worst day - I had snot shooting out of my nose during the test (which is related, in a strange way, to why I had to take the test in the first place). I had to go to the bathroom to get toilet paper to blow my nose, the snot was literally running down my face and dripping off my chin on to the test, my sleeves were already soaked. But the IQ test giver that had been sent to give me the test would not stop the time for me even after an my extensive argument about fairness and accuracy of the test. So I left for 5-10 minutes to get toilet paper to blow my nose and staunch the insane flow of snot. I think I returned with wads of tp stuffed into my nostrils, sending all the snot back into my throat, causing me to cough constantly. I did not complete the test as it was very tightly designed around time.

I don't know what would have happened if I was allowed to complete the exam, I don't know what my life would have become. Thinking about it now, with what I know about the world, I think losing that time and being unable to finish the test was a blessing that artificially deflated my official IQ score below a potentially dangerous threshold.

So, I understand your brief life story. I met a friend at university who was a very young teenager (for privacy reasons), who already had an Associates degree, and only because his parents were trying to hold him back for social reasons. I'm sure he could have finished his Bachelors by age 10. He tested at 165 as a child.

He went on to get a Bachelors, two Masters and a PhD. He is now a professor in the Boston area, shall we say. But it was nice to meet and befriend someone like that at that time in my life (and in his life, as well - I remember getting absolutely smashed with him the night before his LSAT, he overslept, heck, and even woke up still drunk, missing his LSAT, thankfully scuttling his mother's envisioned legal career. Something I, unfortunately, failed to avoid).

It took me to age thirty before I learned how to talk to dumb dumbs (my word, read to the end, dumb dumbs, before you hurl insults at me). I have met many smart people who never applied their intelligence to figuring out how to communicate to common people, to everyone's detriment, imo. It is a skill, like any other, and can be learned. No offense, but it is like the ability to communicate (effectively) with children.

So all that is pretext to say this: I have some type of auto immune/neuro-degenerative disease of unknown origin (was diagnosed with MS for a decade, then undiagnosed, do test positive for some Lyme antibodies but not all the ones required by the CDC for that diagnosis, but it is pretty clear what is going on) that among other things, is eating away at my brain, leaving it like swiss cheese. In the last 13 years, I have become feeble minded. I know now how hard it is to be dumb. Everything you do goes wrong. You constantly make mistakes. Serious mistakes, financially costly mistakes. And there is no end to it. It is very hard, life is very hard. There is just nothing you can do to make the ideas come, it's just blank.

See, unlike what you said you experience, most everything did just came to me. Presented with a problem, the answer did just pop into my head, no real thinking involved. In early grade school, I remember the one time my mother came to my class (she was a programmer, an extremely male dominated field at the time, she couldn't be seen to have a child, it was too big of a liability for her career) to help out in this event day we were having.

We had all these little competitions, one of which was to solve this maze. All the kids received this sheet of paper, face down on our desks. The teacher blew a whistle and we flipped them over and tried to solve the maze. I finished it in seconds, I just looked at the maze and the path just appeared to me, all of the other kids had just started. I raised my hand, and the teacher said politely that I couldn't be done and to try again (it was an extensive maze, it should have taken a fair amount of time to solve). I insisted I was done. The teacher became angry and started to yell at me to put my hand down and do the maze. I insisted. The teacher angrily checked my paper, and I had solved it. She again started yelling at me, that I had cheated, I insisted I hadn't, she said that she saw me flip the paper over before we began, I hadn't. My mother stepped in and said she was watching me and I hadn't flipped the paper over beforehand. The teacher refused to listen (she was a dumb dumb, as were all of my teachers, even at the best schools on the East and West coasts, an excruciating experience), and I didn't win the balloon or whatever the silly prize was. I was upset, but I didn't put up too much of a fight, I'd already learned that being right and knowing the right answer often lead to trouble, and it's best just to keep your head down. My mother was furious, but she too, knew how things go, being a bright woman in a male dominated profession (and world).

I relate this experience to illustrate the idea that I did just know things, most things, I didn't have to reason all that much. And also, that the dumb dumbs often punish the intelligent for being correct - something that I think is very psychologically destructive to children who are just learning right from wrong, and how to behave in the world... but if right is wrong and wrong is right (and powerful) how can we live? I think I've managed to escape much of its harm, now, but it took me a long time to come back into the light. I've met many very intelligent people who went dark as a result of this type of conflict. Often, they are the ones who loudly proclaim themselves to be atheists, and dump on the foolish people who believe in God.

But back to the functioning of intelligence: I was able to reason extensively about complex ideas, ideas that were well beyond simply apparent, even for me, but my reasoning ability was predicated on instant recall of all the right information at the right time. As I reasoned, this web of connectedness would emerge, across disciplines, across time, from seemingly unrelated things that I'd read years prior, but had never since considered, it was all there. And as the shape of the web of connectedness began to emerge, it would suggest its total form, the solution would induce itself into my understanding, essentially, the sails would create their own wind and blow the ship into port.

Now, with my brain's deterioration, that doesn't happen. I have so little recall. If anyone has or had a grandmother slipping off into oblivion from Alzheimers, that is me, and a substantially younger age. I start more sentences than I finish. I have flare ups and periods of remission, kind of like being water boarded for a month at a time. It is a terrifying experience. The one thing that I could always trust in an inverted world where right was wrong and wrong ruled, was myself. This is no longer true. The simplest connections escape me most often now. The other morning, I made a doctor's appointment for later that day, despite spending the previous two days dealing with an intermittent parasitic drain on my vehicle's battery that repeatedly left my battery dead. When the time came for the appointment, I almost forgot, but thankfully remembered at the last moment, so I ambled outside, and tried to remotely unlock my vehicle, and of course, the battery was dead, the doors locked shut with no way to get into the vehicle. But I knew the battery was dead, and the vehicle locked, when I made the appointment that morning. I was more than aware of it, I'd spent the prior 2 days dealing with the issue of the undrivable vehicle. But it did not occur to me that this inability to drive my vehicle would prevent me from getting to the doctor's office, when I made the appointment.

I'm just plain stupid now. There is no helping this. I forget everything, I make lists when issues do occur to me, but I forget where I left the list when I need it, or I forget that I even made the lists in the first place. And there is no amount of list making that could have helped this doctor appointment situation. Btw, I called my doctor's office as soon as I realized this, about ten minutes before the appointment. I was on hold for 12 minutes, at 2 minutes past my appointment time the receptionist picked up the line, so because I (supposedly) called after my appointment time, I would be charged for the missed appointment, and because my insurance doesn't cover missed appointments, I'd pay the full price out of pocket... I'd also not have access to two of the prescriptions that are keeping me alive (this event was the final exhaustion of all of my emergency supply of medications put back against interruptions in the supply chain... how ironic that despite years of preparedness, when the event finally did occur, I'm resourceless, and always within about two days of death if I cannot get my medication).

As I was on the phone I was so upset that I had done this (after untold similar prior mistakes), it was sort of the straw that broke the camel's back, I was trying to hold back tears, as a grown man, the whole time wondering why I'm currently experiencing a symptom that is usually controlled by one of my prescriptions, then I see to the right of me, three little white pills sitting there. Pills I'd taken out of the bottle that morning but had forgotten to take. I burst into tears... I can't even take care of myself anymore, let alone my wife and child. After being the only person I could rely on, after having everyone rely on me, after providing for many people, I'm completely adrift, useless. We've been living paycheck to paycheck off of my wife's meager private school teacher's salary. Even with insurance, I can no longer afford all of my prescriptions on a monthly basis. We've just wracked up $3,000 dollars of credit card debt, 25% of which because of mistakes made by the Health Insurance Marketplace, for which they may correct going forward, but will not reimburse for retroactively, so nearly an extra grand lost. This debt was wracked up in the last two months before the phantom menace emerged, I don't even know how much we just spent on credit buying supplies preparing for this idiotic quarantine. Our cupboards were almost completely bare already, after delaying purchases of anything but the most essential macronutrients, utilities, and fuel, to live through each week. And here I am just throwing away hundreds of dollars on missed doctor's appointments because of my stupidity, my inability to connect the most obvious two relevant issues together. I could have never conceived that being stupid is so hard, it always looked like bliss to me, previously.

A couple of days later, I made an appointment for the next week (after partially dealing with the parasitic drain issue) for 11am, I did not set an alarm for the appointment as I set an event in my calendar, with an alert (two alerts actually, I'm that forgetful), and I get up everyday at 7am. That morning, I didn't have my 7am obligation, and slept to 11:45am due to extreme exhaustion from the few days prior (the simplest of physical tasks is like climbing Mt. Everest, if I'm not in bed, or sitting, I'm almost always soaked in sweat. All of my hats are ruined with salt stains (even in the middle of the winter), when I wash them out in the sink, the water is orange-brown. I am totally serious, unloading the dishwasher is like a half marathon... So, I slept through the calendar alerts, with my phone 12 inches from my head. I woke up disoriented, because it was bright, I checked the time, and I jumped in my drivable (yay) vehicle, and raced to the doctors office. It's too late, she says, I'm too late for my appointment, another charge for a missed doctor's appointment. She'd be happy to schedule another appointment if I wish?

So, to the smarties who've managed to read this, I suggest sympathy for the overwhelming majority of people who muddle along in their dimness. It is extremely difficult to be dumb. It is extremely expensive. I understand why many turn to drugs and alcohol, or other destructive vices. I understand their anger and hostility. Before you turn your nose up at them, judging them, and condemning yourself, try to remember that they are likely doing the best that they can for themselves, and their loved ones.

Lol...that statement didn't go over so well when I got my Permaculture Teachers Certificate...I got that glaring, eyebrows raised look!

Please explain this further

I’ve seen it before - but not the justification for this idea

Does it have to do with matriarchal RNA ?