What is global Intelligence?
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Recently I saw a film about a genial and old writer who got in young years his Pulitzer Prize and then never again was writing a book, based on the fact that his brother, mother and else were dying short after his literary success. And so, this man was never again able to see a reason for writing some stuff in favour of other beings and kept all his manuscripts for books in a cupboard and he nevermore left his apartment in New York. Only a black young boy, writing himself, brought that famous author out of isolation again.
This Hollywood Film with title "Finding Forrester" or so, showed me how intellect of an author in writing is conveniently translated nowadays: A person who can write on highest "literary style" about little affairs, about the sense of families, about situation in life, about feelings in every days situation. Further, most naturally, that person can or cannot be a hero or a genius, a real intellectual with highest intelligence, only if his universal commune of critics and co-writers would recognize so.
What a joke! Writing on highest level is nothing else but write about subjects of apparently low interest, other people would never be able to do, in the specific area of which the author is writing, at the very moment he sits in front of his sheet, typewriter or computer. Got it? There is no need for an artificial language, like for example applied by Shakespeare or Dante or Nietzsche, do be a perfect writer. Any person, just any person, can be a good writer. However, only very few writers can write genial stuff - very, very few.
My concept is that women, based on their brain structure, will never be able to recognize long and complex chains of origins and effects, if it would go away from a narrow area of the topic. Here again a documentary film I saw recently about the genius of Einstein is to be mentioned here. It showed how his formula E = mc2 developed out of a lots of other theories that invented and found some other scientists, one of which was a woman, Ilse Meitner, chased out of Hitler Germany. It was in fact her who found, in Norway, out about the fission of the atom and its deadly effects that later on could be watched in Hiroshima, Nagasaki and CERN in Geneva.
So it don't say that a woman who from her nature is only capable of thinking in restricted areas of complexity, cannot achieve highest value in science, philosophy or literature, if she is heavily involved and interested in theories. The only thing is that even men, capable in principle, based on their brain structure, of thinking in highest intellectual abstraction, seem not able too to overlook and analyse interrelated facts of highest importance and complexity, like joining bookkeeping with general economics, extend that recognition with ecology, going on to compare the whole with past streams of theories in economics, add past experience with present effects and extend those facts on the basis of highest intellect of abstraction in the future, not leaving away phenomenon of masses and mathematics not of stock exchange scrap, but of commonsense of highest abstraction, that is in itself, by the end, anything but abstraction, but reality in its purest sense.
Such a chain of original and effects, an intelligent man could write about, not in poetic but in literary style, perhaps one out of a billion, but never a woman, because females are interested far too much in effects of socializing humans alone - abstraction of highest kind, not related to what she guesses is "real life", is simply not her thing. And this does not say that women are lower to men, they are at least equal, in a general sense. Only when it needs highest abstraction to explain why a whole species, like Homo non-sapiens could prepare his downfall to his own destruction, together with his bases of living, the planet "Earth", we come to limits, were all Nobel Prize and Pulitzer cracks of the whole word seem to come to their ends in sagacity and judgment.
Sometimes, highest mind and complete imbecility are so near that a distinction by narrow-minded higher University bluffers cannot be made any more, until it will be too late for any reasonable changes in life-style that could have - 1975 at the latest, at "The point of no return" - been recognized, understood in the true sense of what it meant, and decisions taken in order to correct wrong streams of "progress"- to give humanity another, and this time a last chance.
I think the only reason why my writing was never recognized as valuable, not in relation to literature, not for philosophy, not for science, not for intellect, not for humanism, the only reason is that it needed, on the other side of the ocean of intellect, at least one single human creature, being able, like in the film "Finding Forrester", but one a 100 times higher scale, to understand what's going on, instead of living in tiny little, very unimportant course of lives, not being interested in the real matters that count: The survival of a species on a planet kept intact by a species who thought to be intelligent and full of intellectuals, where in fact nothing could be found but ignorant bluffers with gigantic spreading the tail with false ostrich feathers, who had to be judged by even greater idiots, blowing up some other sorts of bubbles in low thinking.
All this would not touch me if it would not be a reality that this human mankind in bankrupt in finances, folks economy, politics, ecology with ending resources, water and air, literature on superficial feelings, philosophies leading in all sorts of dead-ends, science and arts of any light-weight kind - and humans of any steps of intellect would not recognize the real word, they are living in. Because since 2000 years, the living bluffers with their unimportant bubbles protected some other Freaks, whereas the very few geniuses existing too on this globe at any time in the past until this day, found themselves adored by the wrong people and for wrong reasons, long time after their deaths.
But just once in time, such a general, a globalized ignorance would prove to have been deadly for a whole species: When a thinker, a writer, an author, a philosopher was able to explain, alone in this world, the real situation of human mankind at the edge of its existence, short before the whole humanity would fall in its own-produced orcus, all possible collapses being, without recall, exploding at about the same time and finalizing with a bubble-species, that gave himself the name of Home sapiens, although it could have been seen long time ago, that this Homo does not really know or understand anything, and be it only a little bit of his own existence. At the end of "Abstraction", this species did never seize just one little piece of reality and concrete higher truth.
All this is now on the way of coming to its dead-end. Whatever the "intellectuals", the scientists, the politicians, the congresses and the odd NGOs of this globe may decide, each "Solution" would prove to be with no effects at all - or even, like in the past, only producing deadly effects in view of human mankind in future.
In between the start of wrong ideologies and theories and final downfall of humanity in his own-created orcus, living in a perfect "Stall of Augias", one writer and thinker was there, but judged to write unimportant, non-literary style scrap, and the major and powerful stupids, who have the say in this desert of intellect, will have won the battle against the isolated last geniuses that humans may have seen, would they not be indoctrinated to be dull and blind, the wide over 99,99999 percent of total humans when it comes to the highest values of this species: To recognize what stupid "reality" - far away from any true reality - Homo non-sapiens has been building up during centuries, on ever faster expounding accelerated scale, the year 1900 having passed by.
And at the end, time stood still and lines of self-destruction were mounting up to heaven. And nobody knew that this would be happening just know, during the blizzard of time when the last few generations went down the drain for ever.
René Delavy, Berlin and Bournemouth
Author of "Linien zum Himmel ziehen" / "Gedanken in Turin" / "John Demaster" and "Reise in die Phantastik der Vergangenheit" and some other unread books and read articles like this one here