IQ U

Balance is Beautiful!

So much for the Battle of the Sexes. To quote the late Rodney King, "Can't we all get along?" So...it was a slow day for saving the planet, and the brainiacs decided to work on something that would facilitate people pulling together. And what says "teamwork" like a -- drum roll please -- IQ Test?


There they were, the testees (you know what I mean) 1,000 darlings, ages 15 to 18 ("get 'em while they're young" ) 500 of each gender, seated and plied with the Test.


Before we get to the results (from abc News/ Medical Unit "Women Beat Men on IQ Tests For First Time" by Carrie Cann,  http://abcnews.go.com/blogs/health/2012/07/16/women-beat-men-on-iq-tests-for-first-time/) I would like to posit a theory of my own. Consider this a gift. Well, not like a gift-gift, since when you and I run into one another at a favorite watering hole, it would be a fine thing -- a truly classy gesture -- if you sent one over by the way of appreciation for dropping this nugget. Hint: I can't always be pulling my own Night Train and working this blog (dang it!). Be that as it may...


Let us ask ourselves...what's a small differential on an IQ test? Back to the results...well, the title pretty much spills it. Back to my theory: intelligence is comprised of many different gifts: There is body/athletic talent. Emotional wisdom and empathy (over-rated!). Quantitative. Verbal. Spacial. Musical. Magical. Intuitive. Artistic. There is a special one... might label it Wilde Intelligence (after Oscar). With this, the individual says witty things, is emotionally sensitive, dresses divinely, enjoys the moment, seizes the day, and then...trips over her/his own genitals/feet/evidence.


There is scientific acumen. Books smarts. Street wisdom. (Un-)common sense. Bed skills. Culinary inventiveness. Green thumbs (hell, the whole appendage, from tips to armpits is good for growing on some folks -- but I digress...). There are those who whisper to horses, listen to children, sway crowds, and make spirits soar.


We are all part of the puzzle. The concept that one type of something is better than another variety is a manifestation of the belief in duality and dichotomy: good/bad, pretty/ugly, salty/sweet, black/white, heaven/hell, virgin/whore, and the one that really seems to get us into a whole lotta muck -- again, and again, and a friggin' again -- me/others. The truth is that we are delicious mysteries. We all contain worlds within ourselves. We are divine. And divinely contradictory. For instance, when we run into one another next, I will (probably) send one over your table, just to shake things up. To manifest and make tangible the mystery.


 Keep 'em guessing.