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1、Asimov explains why there is much more in intelligence than just being able to score high on intelligence tests. Unit Nine What Is Intelligence, Anyway?What is intelligence, anyway? When I was in the army I received a kind of aptitude test that all soldiers took and, against a normal of 100, scored
2、160. No one at the base had ever seen a figure like that and for two hours they made a nig fuss over me. (It didnt mean anything. The next day I was still a buck private with KP as my highest duty.) All my life Ive been registering scores like that, so that I have the complacent feeling that Im high
3、ly intelligent, and I expect other people to think so, too. Actually, though, dont such scores simply mean that I am very good at answering the type of academic questions that are considered worthy of answers by the people who make up the intelligence tests - people with intellectual bents similar t
4、o mine? For instance, I had an auto-repair man once, who, on these intelligence tests, could not possibly have scored more than 80, by my estimate. I always took it for granted that I was far more intelligent than he was. Yet, when anything went wrong with my car I hastened to him with it, watched h
5、im anxiously as he explored its vitals, and listened to his pronouncements as though they were divine oracles - and he always fixed my car. Well, then, suppose my auto-repair man devised questions for an intelligence test. Or suppose a carpenter did, or a farmer, or, indeed, almost anyone but an aca
6、demician. By every one of those tests, Id prove myself a moron. And Id be a moron, too. In a world where I could not use my academic training and my verbal talents but had to do something intricate or hard, working with my hands, I would do poorly. My intelligence, then, is not absolute. Its worth i
7、s determined by the society I live in. Its numerical evaluation is determined by a small subsection of that society which has managed to foist itself on the rest of us as an arbiter of such matters. Consider my auto-repair man, again. He had a habit of telling me jokes whenever he saw me. One time h
8、e raised his head from under the automobile hood to say: Doc, a deaf-and-dumb guy went into a hardware store to ask for some nails. He put two fingers together on the counter and made hammering motions with the other hand. The clerk brought him a hammer. He shook his head and pointed to the two fing
9、ers he was hammering. The clerk brought him nails. He picked out the sizes he wanted, and left. Well, doc, the next guy who came in was a blind man. He wanted scissors. How do you suppose he asked for them? I lifted my right hand and made scissoring motions with my first two fingers. W hereupon my a
10、uto-repair man laughed heartily and said, Why, you dumb fool, he used his voice and asked for them. Then he said, smugly, Ive been trying that on all my customers today. Did you catch many? I asked. Quite a few, he said, but I knew for sure Id catch you. Why is that? I asked. Because youre so goddamned educated, doc, I know you couldnt be very smart. And I have an uneasy feeling he had something there.
