I’m a university professor, which means that I’m supposed to deal daily in matters of the intellect. This is, of course, debatable. I have, in the course of my work, reveled in the company of people whose IQs are scarily high. Even so, I’m starting to suspect that the smartest person I’ve ever met might just be my own five year old son. No pressure there, kiddo.
Now, you and I might define “intellect” differently. I don’t want to get into that right now. The point I’m trying to make is that despite his very young age, I’ve learned to pay attention to my son’s opinions and insights on matters in which he has zero knowledge and experience… even when those insights are complete nonsense.
So, why not? Why not present him with the pressing matters of our time? That’s exactly what I did. And here are his responses.
