It's not really an IQ thing, there's a different mechanism at work.
A few years ago I sent a friend of mine, a man in his 50s and a card-carrying member of Mensa, a pdf copy of "Wagging the Moondoggie" by Dave McGowan. He knew I had always been a huge space and scifi fan, and I sent along a heartfelt note saying how difficult it was for me to get excited about anything space-related any more knowing what fakery was at the heart of it.
His rant came back starting with, "I'm not going to read a word of this drivel." Hang on--how in the hell did he know it was drivel if he hadn't read a word? Again, this was from a member of Mensa.
A high IQ is like a Ferrari, but then again the analogy really breaks down. People with exotic sports cars almost always appreciate their value and take good care of them, but people with high IQs drive them right over cliffs or into brick walls.
It's not really an IQ thing, there's a different mechanism at work.
A few years ago I sent a friend of mine, a man in his 50s and a card-carrying member of Mensa, a pdf copy of "Wagging the Moondoggie" by Dave McGowan. He knew I had always been a huge space and scifi fan, and I sent along a heartfelt note saying how difficult it was for me to get excited about anything space-related any more knowing what fakery was at the heart of it.
His rant came back starting with, "I'm not going to read a word of this drivel." Hang on--how in the hell did he know it was drivel if he hadn't read a word? Again, this was from a member of Mensa.
A high IQ is like a Ferrari, but then again the analogy really breaks down. People with exotic sports cars almost always appreciate their value and take good care of them, but people with high IQs drive them right over cliffs or into brick walls.