This Could Go Wrong.

While waiting for my brother to get back home so we can begin our Memorial Day double feature at one of the many local multiplexes, I begin to ponder (take note: I ponder way too often, and this gives me the real reason as to why I might overanalyze). Along with pondering, I begin to doubt.

Today’s topic of disruptment: intelligence. I’ve had a lot of people tell me that I am intelligent, due to my knowledge of random facts that many do not (and should not) know in the areas of obscure pop culture, music, the exact weather for the next month, intriguing articles I read in the many magazines I subscribe to or on Digg, and the right things to say at the right times. Oh, and being smart was the label most gave me because that was the crowd I hung around with and I had ‘the look’ of a smart person. Other people tell me that I’m not intelligent because of my tendency to think out loud and my laid-back personality. I’m not the type to freak out about not having a 4.0 GPA, so that means that I’m not thinking logically about my future. 

Technically, I could be considered intelligent enough. When they measured my IQ a long way back, it was a 132. The people measuring my IQ were professionals, so I assume that they were right. Later on, my SAT scores were above-average, hitting an overall 1830 (about a 1900 if I wanted to count the ACTs). But, I have this feeling that intelligence cannot just be tested as such. 

So, the question I would like to ask is (and since I put it in bold, I want you to take notice), what would you consider ‘intelligence’? Feel free to make your answer as abstract as possible, since I want to be a clarified as possible.

As an ender, I’m linking a short piece Isaac Asimov wrote on the same topic called, ‘What Is Intelligence, Anyway?‘. It’s a good 3-minute read, trust me on that.  

EDIT: I just realized that I might sound a little pretentious. I assure you, I’m not even close to being so. This is just pure contemplation.