Having a high IQ means one does well on IQ tests.
An IQ test is an indicator of certain kinds of intelligence or cleverness. There is no particular reason to suppose that the kinds of intelligence of cleverness measured by an IQ test are being defined and measured exactly, or that these types of intelligence or cleverness are necessarily the best definitions of intelligence.
Looking smart is different than being smart.
It can be argued that an organization which has one’s score on an IQ test as an admission standard is an organization for people who are greatly concerned with looking smart rather than with being smart.
I speak from sorry experience. When I was an undergraduate in themid-1970s, there was rather a lot of argument in the popular press about the relationship (if any) between general intelligence and race. Most of these arguments centered on the results gathered by IQ tests.
This piqued my interest in such tests and I sent away to the Mensa Society for an IQ test. I had to send the test back for scoring. When my results came back, I was told that I qualified for membership based on my performance, but if I wanted to join I would have to arrange for a personally administered examination. I was also told that if I did not wish to join, I need do nothing; I would not be contacted again. This was consistent with the advertising matter to which I had originally responded; it had been full of assurances that if one got tested through the mail, one would not be approached for membership.
There then followed two years of hell.
My family was called at odd intervals from members of the local Mensa Society pestering me to pay for a personally administered admission test. As luck would have it, I was never home when these calls came. My parents explained to the various people who phoned that I was adamant that I did not want to join, and that this is why I had followed their instructions and had withheld from contacting them. We would hear nothing from them for months, and then the calls would start up again and be more-or-less continuous for a period of weeks.
Finally, by chance, I was home one day when a psychologist who who a member of the local Mensa group phoned. She was quite insistent that I schedule an appointment for an admission test, and seemed quite testy about the inconvenience she was convinced I was somehow causing her and her group.
While it has been rougly twenty-five years since that day, I still remember the general course of our conversation. It went roughly like this:
"Ma’am, I don’t want to join the Mensa Society. I have never wanted to join the Mensa Society. I have never done or said anything to suggest that I wanted to join the Mensa Society. When I sent away for an IQ test from your group, the promotional literature plainly stated that I would never be obliged to apply for membership in your group. When I got the results from my test, the information I was sent said in plain English that if I did not wish to apply for membership then I need do nothing, and I would not be contacted again.
For two years now your organization has caused my family a good deal of inconvenience. I have followed your instructions to the letter with respect to what I supposedly had to do to avoid being bothered by you, and still you folks have made a nuisance of yourselves time and again. Every member of my family with whom you have spoken has told you quite plainly that I do not wish to be a member, and this is entirely consistent with my actions since getting the results from my IQ test. My family has asked your group again and again to stop phoning, and you have caused us a good deal of inconvenience and aggravation.
I don’t know what kind of organization or agency I can file a complaint with about your organization, but if this harassment continues, I will find out, and I will complain as strenuously as possible."
Her reply: “So…you don’t want to join the Mensa Society?”
“Ma’am, I’m saying quite plainly I don’t want to join the Mensa Society, I have never wanted to join the Mensa Society, and I dare say I never would want to join the Mensa Society, even if someone were to hold a gun to my head.”
Her reply: “So…you don’t want to join the Mensa Society?”
Once again: being smart is different than looking smart. What’s more, the person who makes too much of an effort to look smart is liable to end up not looking very smart at all.
There is, of course, no telling if your experience would be similar to mine, but I nevertheless suggest you take care. Please consider that there are all sorts of ways to take an IQ test and to get it properly scored without approaching the Mensa Society. One can, for instance, get IQ tests one can score oneself in many bookstores.