Brevity by Dan Thompson for July 20, 2016

“Siks muns ago I cudden spel Geeneeus an now I Я one!”

An aside: I went to a local Mensa meeting one time … not as a member but by invitation from a member, who wanted to know whether I’d be interested in taking the test to join.

OMG. Dunno what it’s like elsewhere… but it was a roomful of squabbling, pontificating examples of arrested development, arguing over who was supposed to have brought what refreshments, what was on the agenda, and even where I was allowed to sit.

I slipped away in the middle.

We have a so called Mensa member in the family. No common sense. No real life skills. Boring. Needy. Kinda like a Vegan.

I was amused by the story in News of The Weird that the Mensa newsletter had to be recalled because it contained mulitple grammatical errors and typos

I saw an excerpt of one of their tests once. They insisted on so many wrong answers, I never even bothered.

Annual Gathering is indeed their yearly convention’s title, though regional gatherings (pronounced phonetically their initials) have been more titillating

The sign of true genius is taking a whoopie cushion to a Mensa conference.

The sign of true genius is taking a whoopie cushion to a Mensa conference.

My experiences with Mensans has been engaging and pleasant conversation, though my wife rolls her eyes a lot.

*too (on his t-shirt)

Well, at least he got the “A” right.

Of course most of us don’t mention our Mensa affiliation. Idiots with no personality? I like to think of Mensa as self-selecting — if you have no imagination than to think that being in a room full of quick-witted people is dull, then please go play Pokemon or something (which many of us do). I’ve attended Mensa’s Annual Gathering for more than 30 years; it’s my social highlight. (My wife’s, too — and we met in Mensa.)

MENSA means ‘stupid girl’ in Spanish….look it up.