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Colin Fahey (a.k.a., "Bob"): 144 I.Q.
I got a junk e-mail message with a link to an
online I.Q. test. The test itself was actually
not easy, but there were a few questions
that I thought were flawed or depended
heavily on our culture. Anyhow, the gimmick
was that you had to pay $20 to see a report
with the "correct" answers and an analysis
of your responses. I wonder if the act of
ordering the report automatically subtracts
20 I.Q. points from the reported score.
It would be really funny if they itemized
the factors in determining your score on
the report, and they actually listed something
like "Paid Money To See IQ Report: -20 points"
in the summation.
The junk e-mail that I received from the web
site after taking the IQ test characterized
me as a "Visionary Philsopher".
They had funny euphemisms for all IQ levels,
like "Creative Thinker" or "Lover of Words".
Even the thought that they are trying to
soften the blow of discovering that you
have an IQ of a rock is funny.
I think it's pretty obvious that each human
being has diverse talents that cannot be
summarized in a single number. When I meet
a new person and learn about his or her life,
I always get the impression that there is
something that this person can do that is
way beyond my comprehension or abilities.
Unless something radically alters my brain
and body, like me getting converted in to
robot form, I get the feeling that I will
NEVER reach another person's level of skill in
some area. That's a weird feeling: the sense
that there is a certain experience that will
forever be out of reach.
Some people are good at: chess, Rubik's cube,
foreign languages, typing, paino playing,
realistic drawing and painting, remembering
people's names, expert driving, meeting
strangers and having conversations, telling
stories, or martial arts....but not me!
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