I'd prefer to be on equal intellectual footing, but if I had to chose between a girl who was significantly more or less intelligent than I, I should prefer someone who was more intelligent. It's a personal failing of mine, but I just don't have a lot of patience with people who can't maintain an intelligent discussion.
i once dated a girl with a masters degree. jeezus, what a mistake. she was constantly rubbing it in. almost everytime we would talk she'd say in a sarcastic tone "wow, where did you learn that?" or "oh, you're so smart!" i'm talking simple stuff here, nothing major, just regular conversation.
<< seriously though.... what do you mean by "smarter"?/ do you mean that he/she is getting better grades?? higher IQ?? or know a lot?
there are a lot of ways you can describe someone as "smart" you know.... (and of course there are some people that's just dumb... but let's not go there..) >>
Good question. I'd say smarter not as grades-wise, and not necessarily higher IQ, but someone able to comprehend more, faster, and intricately detailed, with a high logic process. Overall smarter, not just educated further but someone who can think on their own.
<< LOL,since an outstanding IQ has never been among my more outstanding traits, I think I can rest easy that I'll never have to worry about this issue,lol, it's all good though >>
I don't believe you, it doesn't show. Would you date a guy smarter than you, baff? That is, if one exists. >>
There's all different kinds of smart Hotchic and as far as that goes the guy who's smart enough to keep me laughing is the guy I usually date,of course since I hang out around here a lot one could argue about how sophisticated my sense of humor could possibly be,but that's a topic for another time
I don't know about her being smarter, as long as she's smart. My wife of 12 years tested at an IQ of 125, I'm a 132. The numbers really don't mean much, there's things she definitely has more insight into than I do. Our passions are also in different directions.
Lol, I married a woman that was smarter than me . Since we divorced and I started dating again, I found out that I rather enjoy being the intelligent one . Some brains are a must, but no more "1st in her class in med school" type women for me.
Sure, but intelligence is often situational. I'm married to a woman who went from being a housewife without a high school diploma 3 years ago to being a district manager with 70 employees underneath her now, but she still has trouble turning on my Home-theater. hehehehehahahaha
Guys, would you date a girl smarter than you? And vice versa. It's a moot point for me because my bf beats me in the intelligence department. I can keep up with him mostly but when it comes down to it, he's smarter than me... and I like it. We each have our strengths but him being the brighter overall is something I enjoy for some reason. So, your opinions?
<< Think linuxboy will post? There must be females smarter than him out there somewhere, but with his particular brand of intelligence and highly individual rhetoric... it's a toss up. >>
I would be very surprised if Pav did not post. Disappointed in fact, considering what he and I were contemplating earlier tonight.
from my journal:
Written on Sun Jan 27 21:46:54 PST 2002
Meaningless. All of this is meaningless. My life, with all of its actions are meaningless. I walk a thousand miles to finish where I start and see many things. Of all these things, many are good and some are bad. But all is meaningless. I saw and experienced wisdom and I saw that wisdom was good and I kept it with me. And I saw that wisdom was meaningless. It was not comfort. It proved nothing.
I then took up knowledge. That quintessential ambrosia, the world of dreams so much better than this mundane reality. And that was meaningless. I read and studied and became great, like the best wise men and scholars. And this too was meaningless. In despair, I yelled out and asked what other men do. I saw the hedonists and they surely had meaning. I filled by life with song and dance. With women of all sorts and much much happiness and pleasure. And this too was meaningless.
I wandered then the earth in search of a wise man. I could not find him. I wandered again in search of a good woman and among the many, I could not find her. Is there no help for a wretch like me? And I saw that this too was meaningless.
In despair, I craved meaning. I saw the ways of the madmed and the fools and I saw, surely they must have a solution and an answer. And I became mad. I studied them and I became them. I destroyed people, I rejoiced in my stupidity and folly and I saw that this was good. I wielded great power among men and had the skill to create or destroy with madness. And I looked at madness through that wisdom I embraced at an early age and saw that this too was meaningless. All was so meaningless.
To a standstill I came and looked around. I cried out in despair and no one answered. Then maybe in others, in family and friends I could find meaning. Surely, so many others do, what separates me? And I surrounded myself with people. I dined and hosted. I partied with them and entertained. I made life good and basked in their warmth. And so I looked around and saw that this was meaningless. I was to die and so would they and there was nothing good to be done in life.
And this too was meaningless. I thought and saw that many find so much joy in work. I had knowledge, so I built businesses and institutions. I was regraded as a great humanitarian. I was loved by young and old and many looked upon me as a leader and as an excellent exemplar for the youth. I looked around me and I saw that this too was meaningless.
There are paradoxes in this life, many ponder and cannot resolve them. The wise men who die poor and the fools who are rich. The smart who are ignored and the foolish heeded. The wise man speaks softly to those who choose to listen, sometimes writing in solitude, sharing with the minds of those who are open and then what? That wise man is forgotten and no memory remains. Nothing has meaning. The wisdom of the man dies, but keeps him well in the meantime while the fools suffers from his own ignorance.
Meaningless, all my life is meaningless. I looked around me and I thought, then certainly religion will provide an answer. And I prayed, I worshipped, I genuflected and sanayyasized. I became one of the best and was surely thought to have salvation or be a great man. And I saw that this too was meaningless. I sought a non-existing Father and this too provided no meaning.
In clever dialectic, I turned and embraced meaninglessness. Certainly, such a pithy saying and wise move would provide meaning. Nihilism, how grand you are. Nihil est, of course. And this too was meaningless. I looked on this earth and found no meaning.
The man who toils finds joy, but this is a gift. Pity is the rich who cannot find pleasure or who's riches are enjoyed by another.
And so I looked, finding nothing. And I saw that there was much pleasure on this earth. And I resolved to live and enjoy. Through this, I was a great man, wisdom accompanying me always in my journeys and experiments. And I looked and saw that this too was meaningless.
Countless wise mean I sought for advice and they told me many good things. But this too was meaningless. All die and not one is redeemed. The wise man cannot live longer than destined and the fool also dies in his ignorance. meaningless, this too is meaningless.
In life, many paradoxes exist. Among them is the intellectual who with knowledge is so saddened. Having a great mind does bring much grief and knowledge brings about sorrow. Meaningless. I saw this and felt pity and was empathetic but this too is meaningless. All die.
Men are given and created good. Through their ego ways they strive to divide and in their foolishness think their solution is better than the one before. meaningless. The relativists claim that all things should just be experienced. meaningless. The absolutist claims some sort of knowledge and passes judgment. meaningless , all this is meaningless.
I wandered the earth and saw many great things. I did many great things and was the best among many. The wise man teaching the youth and instructing the young. Meaningless. I saw in all my travels that this was meaningless.
But in all of this meaninglessness, there was something at the bottom. An eternal and unending ocean of love, flowing freely to those who want to embrace it. That self that's hidden beneath so much rubbish that it takes much forgiving to reclaim the child one strives to banish forever. Meaningless. but love too is meaningless yet it goes beyond. It flows freely, an ocean, and then I saw that in all my travels and adventures, this meaninglessness really did care and was love. And I embraced it and it smiled back at me, benign and gentle, never stopping once to doubt that I would see it if I just looked. And this has about the only importance and meaning, since it is meaningless. To live and obey this idea and state; to let it guide one in all times and follow that quiet voice which never wishes to hurt but embraces all: wisdom and folly, good and evil. And I saw that this was meaningless but it was beyond meaning. It just was.
The old person regrets the iniquities of youth and the middle-aged person wishes to change that which was done in youth and create more. meaningless. I searched for faith among many and saw few who had faith. It too is meaningless.
And so youth, enjoy the days while you can. Enjoy your wife, married man. Wife, enjoy those children for they are a gift. Listen to the elders and learn wisdom for wisdom is still better than ignorance as it keeps you well through all times. But do not forget that this too is meaningless. What good is any of it? All die and the universe doesn't care. Meaningless, all this life is meaningless.
I guess the answer to your question now that I think about it is that all those many people who are smarter than me think I'm an idiot and the people who think me smart want nothing to do with me. At the same time, having found that there's a certain attraction many people have for the deviant and bizarre, perhaps there are erotic elements concealed in the interactions I have with people, although I think that my blatant distate and disregard for what most people value throws many for a loop. I guess they haven't found that "huggable me". Muwahahahahahaha.
Now the succint answer is that intelligence as a matter of IQ seems to me to be rather incomplete. I constantly score subpar on those stanford-binet deals and to almost everyone, I appear as that person-next-door, par excellence. I could be your mailman . I don't think I know what intelligence is and people seem to tell me that I'm crazy all the time (see sig) since I ask them and they tell me few things so I guess dating a girl that was smarter than I am, whatever that may be, would not bother "me" at all. There is a fountain beneath the rock. What/who can lift it? People who appear to be smart to others often have huge boulders.
Generally speaking, yes. Intelligence is a must for me also. My only problem is that I have a hard time relating to girls who are the same major as I am because I'm afraid of making an idiot out of myself. If she's smarter in a different area it doesn't really bother me.