Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Qualifying...

Spastic Genius. My intelligence quotient is a bit more than three standard deviations above the mean. In lay terms, this means that if an average person could put all of their knowlege into a regular coffee cup, and an acutely mentally handicapped person a thimble, then the vessel for my knowlege would be one of those giant drink containers that 7-11 used to sell.

Another, perhaps more vivid comparison would be that I am as much more intelligent than the average person, as the average person is to a severely retarded person, (And most of the time, I'm convinced that the retarded folk are in charge).

That's my world. The number of people who are capable of really grasping some of the concepts and understanding, really understanding reality, are fewer than 4 percent of human population.

I shall share a secret with you; being smarter, even incredibly smarter, doesn't make you a better person, and it doesn't make you a happier person. In fact, I believe that the smarter a person is, the more likely that they will be clinically depressed or at least subject to periods of lethargy. You see, the more clearly one sees and understands the world as it is, particularly without the general anesthesia of alcohol, pot, television and mindless groups, the more clearly that person sees just how screwed up the world is, and how hopeless.

I believe in Darwinian Law, and I believe that the most intelligent are the most fit. Strong muscles and clever hands will never be superior, in a survival sense, to a keen intellect.

Now, I'm certain that someone is going to point out that unfulfilled genius is more common than rocks. That is certainly true. IQ is only the container to hold the knowlege. It will remain completely unfulfilled unless one applies the effort to gather that knowlege.

Unfortunately, the greater part of our society doesn't value intellect, shunning it in favor or beauty, or worse, belonging. This, combined with the fact that western educational institutions by and large use the worst possible methods to provide education, create an environment where only the most voracious and intrepid readers and students will actually learn anything approaching their potential. Worse still, I'm certain that a fair portion of educators are aware that they are doing a miserable job, but are more concerned with their tenure than with the care of their charges.

So, that is why I am the spastic genius. Trapped in a world that neither wants nor respects me until the point where I can bring them a profit.

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