The masturbatory "we're smart" threads

Oh, sorry, that’s my office.

As one who passed high school chemistry only by the grace of a very nice instructor, I know where you have been. I do know that aptitude tests are being used better these days; the next generation in my family has benefited from them.

I haven’t found that high school science classes are any better; the kids are interested, the teachers are motivated, there’s plenty of rhetoric about how important it is … but kids aren’t getting it. (I have a theory about this …)

I could probably explain the Periodic Table, Avogadro’s Number, and even trig to you; it would take about an hour of your time and a month or two for me to prepare.

But … why? You’re doing fine without tangents and cosines. You even got over Tommy K. (Didn’t you even suspect he reversed your scores?)

(And balancing a checkbook is a highly over-rated skill.)

This is similar to my experience, and wonder why it is. I was given an IQ test when I was pretty young (six? seven?) by an aunt who was in school for something or other, probably psychology. Regardless, I was also told that I was not allowed to know my scores. So I have no idea what I got.

Is this normal? It definitely colors my views, whenever I hear someone spouting off about their IQ scores. “How do you even know?” I think to myself…

Were your parents barred from knowing, too? My parents got the results and showed me. I assume a lot of parents would do the same ::shrugs::

My mom refused to tell me, because she didn’t want me getting a big head. No, really.

I feel free to brag now, since I hit my peak in about the sixth grade and have been in decline ever since; nowadays I barely hold on to “above average” by the skin of my closely-bitten fingernails. I used to be really smart for a twelve-year old, though. (Still am, I suppose.)

I think the most common reason for someone getting an IQ test when young is that they’re not doing well in school, and the test will help to determine whether the curriculum is too challenging or not challenging enough. In that case, the parents would be told and might tell the kid. That’s how I found out my score.

I don’t even have an office! I have the nurse’s station…

I have no issue with the aptitude tests I took–every one of them rang “true” for me–stellar verbal/language skills, sucky math ones. I am nothing if not consistent.

It is to laugh. No, you couldn’t. Trust me. I also no longer have any patience with any of it to care.

Tommy K. wouldn’t do that to me. He saw his score, I saw mine. He WAS the most brilliant student in our reading group. He was a lovely person and a good elementary school friend. We lost touch and I think he passed away some time ago (after he made a film, see link):

Hmmmm… never mind the link. I think I may have found Tommy K again. How odd Google is. Now I’m on a quest to see if I can contact him, If this is the same guy–he is not dead. He may be teaching at Columbia! :eek:

Oh how odd and cool that would be!

Very and very. Let us know, Eleanor.

My mother refused to even show me my report cards! It wasn’t until HS that I opened my own test scores. Thank god my teacher did leave those scores out–it gave me a clue (well, the quizzes etc did too…)

I had to search for his email, but I have sent it off. I’m kind of excited, IF it is him. On his bio, the year of birth is right, as are the dates of graduation from college…<crosses fingers>

I just hope my email makes it past the spam filters etc. Sorry to hijack. Back to the thread.

I was studying clinical psych for awhile and had to learn to administer the WISC (for children) and WAIS (for adults). We students practiced on our own, then recruited volunteers. We had to tape record the administration so our professor could listen to whether we did it properly (yeah, right!) or not, to elicit feedback, etc.

The understanding in this class was that first time around, even with practice on our own, our results could be off a lot in either direction. Just as giving someone a scalpel doesn’t make him a surgeon, we weren’t allowed to delude ourselves that giving one actual administration could allow us to think we really knew what we were doing. Standardizing tests means that there’s a strict script, appropriate procedures, correct interpretation and so on, and there are just too many ways to mess it up.

So in case I haven’t already driven the point deep into the ground, the default assumption was that we would screw up. But that’s all part of the learning curve and master surgeons probably mess up their first frog in dissection class. Supposing we students continued into a field where this sort of testing were done regularly, we would become more consistent as we used it repeatedly, so our results would become increasingly more accurate and useful.

I suspect mental health facilities have a “go to” guy for each of their various tests—WISC, WAIS, Bender-Gestalt, MMPI, Rorschach, etc. They find the staff member who has a flair for it, who understands it best intuitively, who has a lot of experience with it, and so on.

But back to your situation. Perhaps your aunt did like us: we told our volunteers (or their parents) up front that we wouldn’t tell them their scores. The test is a tool that is worthless if not used with skill. We wouldn’t want someone to go away feeling they’re borderline retarded or geniuses based on results that were way off…even telling them they’re average could be inaccurate and damaging. No, this was purely to help us learn how to administer the test and we destroyed the results once we’d completed the learning activity.

Anyway, just by reading this board you know that adults have widely varying reactions to IQ scores…so why would they tell you, a child who has virtually no ability to comprehend what the (dubious) results meant?

One general comment to the board (and something many posters already have firmly in mind because they’re familiar with these issues): being tested for your IQ isn’t like stepping on a weight scale and reading the number. If you think you want to know your IQ, then a one-on-one testing session is most likely to give you the best accuracy. An internet test might get it right with a balls-on-dead-accurate assessment, but you can probably find a disclaimer in the fine print that says, essentially, “Your mileage may vary.” By a lot…in either direction.

Well, I see your point, but does that mean we should never judge people, ever? I should welcome white supremacists and child abusers into my home because it’s not correct for me to judge them for their choices? If I can’t judge someone for having sex before marriage (and in this case, I really don’t care), then where do we draw the line?

I apologize for the typo. This was supposed to say ‘‘Social consciousness OR judgmental asshattery? Maybe a bit of both?’’ And I was specifically referring to myself – if I judge others for not contributing to this world, is it out of social consciousness or my own judgmental asshattery? Perhaps both.

I’m not sure if there is an answer. ‘‘Live and let live’’ is a fabulous life philosophy but there are always examples where almost anyone would feel it acceptable to pass judgment.

Absolutely. I know that from experience.

Damn. No, I suppose not.

There’s really no room for judgment under Buddhist philosophy, that is correct. I am you, you are me, you are Bill Clinton and I am the serial killer two towns over. There is no evil in Buddhist thought, just deluded thinking based on the inability to understand the impermanent and interconnected nature of all phenomenon. Very easy to cognitively grasp, very difficult to live. If you must know, I think as a Buddhist I’m pretty shitty. But at least, unlike when I was a shitty Christian, I don’t have to flagellate myself every time I fall short of the ideal.

This thread has been riveting for me because I’ve been battling an internal war since it first popped up. A part of me believes I am smart and smart does matter–that’s the part of me who got my academic ego stroked on a regular basis growing up–that is the only way I ever felt powerful, as an academic. Another part of me has had to cope with diminished returns over the last few years regarding feeling smart and being rewarded for being smart. I had to withdraw from college for a couple of years for personal reasons. My grades did suffer – not terribly, not like they would end my career – but enough to hurt. I have a ton of regret about my performance in college. Right now I have a bachelor’s degree. I want to go to graduate school but I still have no idea for what. I took a job in a call center so I can use my Spanish and save money for an internship abroad to make me a stronger grad school candidate. The longer I wait for grad school, though, the less qualified I feel. It completely flies in the face of everything I THOUGHT I’d be doing by this point in my life. This has required a mental adjustment, a restructuring of priorities, a new understanding of what life is and what’s important.

I’m not a better person than anyone else, I’m not more intelligent, more enlightened, or having my shit together any more than the next guy. I’m not trying to imply otherwise. But I’m not a complete fucking mess either. I’ve spent a lot of time feeling like I should justify my reason for being here… I know I lack formal debate skills, and I know, hardy har, I really belong on LJ. But this thread has helped me come to terms with how well I fit in here.

I just find it so lovely that on a message board full of judgmental assholes, I can still manage to be a judgmental asshole in my attempt to decry judgmental assholishness. That is the miracle of human nature. Sometimes I tell myself that if I can manage to be morally perfect it will make up for all the other deficiencies in my personality. I used to do the same with academics. I don’t think I am alone in this. But obviously, I cannot be morally perfect, or academically perfect, or physically perfect, or anything perfect. The self-posturing is empty and meaningless, which was my whole point when I entered this thread. Maybe someday I will have that Ph.D, and then, superficially, I will have ‘‘proven’’ to the world how smart I am. But there is always going to be someone smarter than me. Some of us deal with that reality a little better than others. Obviously today I’m not dealing with it so well.

Thanks for the responses! It makes more sense now. I have no idea if my parents were told or not. I guess I could ask, but I’m just not sure I care what number I got. I did the SAT-to-IQ converter tool thing, and am pretty skeptical as to the score. Plus, I feel way dumber now that I am older than I did in high school. :slight_smile:

whoaaaa this has gotten to be so many pages. I skipped a big chunk in the middle. Why does anyone test themselves or their children anyways? I mean what are going to do with your IQ score? Put it on your resume? Put it on a t-shirt? Put it in an informational brochure to hand out to dates?

I was never tested as a child, but my school was gathering statistics and offered parents to test their kids. They strongly discouraged the parents from telling their kids no matter what the results. I was a weirdo kid that tested false positive for a lethal disease that causes severe mental retardation when they screened me at birth. My parents just assumed I was mentally retarded. I didn’t read for a while and I didn’t speak for a long time but then I just grew into a kid that obviously wasn’t severely retarded and the doctor said “jk, LOL” So when people bragging about reading Crime and Punishment at age 2 I just recall the stories of me not talking, just sitting and staring and laughing like the dumb dumb that I am. It was probably more fun anyways.

This thing about this message board is you can only really brag about what people have deemed it okay to brag about. It’s about whatever people here are least sensitive about. No one is really self conscious about their intelligence here so it’s okay to brag away. On the other hand, many people are uncomfortable about the way they look so if I start a thread about when I realized I was pretty, I would be named the wicked bitch of the west. And I do think I’m pretty. Maybe I want to talk about it. Did anyone ever consider that? I think it’s a lot less important than intelligence. I mean why should anyone mind how my parents put my face together with play-doh? (i’m kinda dumb so i’m assuming that’s how our parents make us) Maybe I want to start a thread congratulating myself for not having restless leg syndrome. I would get slammed for being insensitive towards the jimmy legged dopers.

It should be all or nothing. Brag and be arrogant or everyone just settle down and be humble.

I knew you were pretty. On the inside too. :wink:

lobstermobster, I would have never guessed that you of all people are severely mentally retarded. You seemed to have adapted quite well and I think you even went to my alma mater for college. You are an inspiration to us all.

I guess at least your a smart asshole. You should give yourself a pat on the back.

It’s a joke son, you know, a joke? There were no mean implications there. In fact, I just meant to imply that it is ridiculous anyone thought she was anything other than brilliant since it should be obvious.

Well no I don’t. I can tell you’re a smart guy. Me, not so much. People trash each other here all day long for nothing more than a difference of opinion. I am not so used to dealing with others on the internet as in real life. If I could have seen you’re face in RL to see that you were smiling it would be different. Yeah, I’m the old in “old school”. So no offense intended, none offered to you in return. I do hope you’ll accept my apology, sir.

I know I am not the first severely mentally retarded person to go to Tulane. Basically everyone living in Monroe with me freshman year was severely mentally retarded. We got through the pain with Franzia and potato cannons.

I think I went a little earlier than you but I noticed a lot of severely mentally retarded people as well. Most of them were high functioning and gifted in a few areas but that can’t mask the truth.