On the one hand, I don’t seem all that much smarter. Maybe in the upper 5% or so. But on the other hand, I do seem quite a bit better. Maybe in the upper .001% or so. So I’m almost a genius and massively a noble soul. This seems to be a powerful combination.
Intelligent people can learn fast and, if they spend a lot of time and exert lot of effort, become educated far above the norm. Become immensely knowledgeable. Exceptionally good people can practice intellectual honesty, courage, and integrity with a kind of fanaticism and become heroic almost infinitely above the norm. Become virtually godlike.
This seems to be me. Everyone else is evidently a dumb, low, disgusting, ridiculous, loathsome, space alien. Some sort of hideous insect, deviant, wretch, monster, mutant, or combination thereof.
But I do seem to be stuck on this planet of demons and worms. So I better deal with it. Find the best people I can find. The best revolting, absurd, depraved, moronic, filthy, horrific space aliens I can locate and befriend.
Alas, Mother Nature made me a social creature. Not as much as most, thank god, but still not a natural loner, monk, geek, aspy, or hermit.
So I better continue to work and enjoy my life – including "my fellow man" – as much as I 'humanly' can. However stupid and evil people evidently are, they still seem better than isolation, loneliness, or even dogs and cats. Far better, even.
It probably helps to not overly point out just how contemptible and repellent everyone really is. I shouldn’t all that much note the extremeness of their intellectual, moral, and spiritual inferiority.
