I am a supergenius. That’s not hubris, it’s a testable and tested fact.

I come from a family of geniuses, and even they rate me as their superior. And not one of them will talk to me anymore.

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I can’t deny that I enjoy being a human encyclopedia. And I can’t deny that there are others who are waay smarter than I am. It doesn’t take a genius to realize that out of 7.9 billion people you’d find a shitload of supergeniuses.

I pretty much understand why my family won’t talk to me. I tend to be blunt, and I tend to be smarter than them, though I don’t find that a virtue of mine.

I’m greatly satisfied to find maybe a dozen writers on Medium who are smarter than me. This isn’t self-deprecation, just fact.

I’m slightly embarrassed by William House, who is far smarter than me, meaning smarter than any of you. I’m embarrassed but proud. We really need supergeniuses in these horribly troubled times.

If there’s one William House, there are probably a million of him worldwide. But people are intimidated by such genius. I’m probably the only person writing on this subject, especially when I’m surrendering my own superiority to those who are superior.

Does this make any sense to you normal people?

At my level there are probably 100 people of equal status writing on Medium. If you consider that that might be 1% of all people, then there’s a lot of genius on planet Earth just at a time when we need them (us).

If you’d listen.

Fred