Showing posts with label Brilliance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brilliance. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Idiot Savants

(Pre-script: This post will serve you best when read while the song "Bring Me To Life," by Evanescence, plays. Go down to the playlist, click on that song, then come back and resume reading. Hint: If you understand the lyrics of the song, then I'm probably not talking about you in this post. I'll wait...) (...still waiting...)
What difference does it make how brilliant you are, if you're really an idiot?
The most brilliant people I know inhabit themselves unapologetically, not in a "Look at me, I'm going for shock value" sort of way; THAT is a form of stupidity...but in a "this is who I really am" sort of way, "Even if no one understands it, it's who I'm going to be, since it's who I am." And that requires brilliance...even if that same person could never score very high on their college S.A.T.
Some of the highest S.A.T. scorers you'll ever meet in life are idiots. Oh, they can read an entire Physics textbook and instantly understand it, have photographic memory for the details of every page, then go teach a class all of their new found theorems, but they do not know how to have an original thought of their own. They do not know how to inhabit themselves. They have not grown comfortable in the space that is their own identity, or even recognize what decorates it; what makes it ornate and stunningly unique. so they hide behind their textbook answers: "E=MC squared."
"Scratching will only make it itch more."
"Don't ever have ice cream for dinner."
"If so and so said it, then it must be true."
"This is how it's always been done."
"Don't rock the boat."
So good at inhabiting a book, yet incapable of inhabiting their very own selves.

I don't care how smart a person is, if he's really an idiot.
It's okay, you can think about that when you wake up.

-XOXO,