"Mack Reynolds - Ability Quotient" - читать интересную книгу автора (Reynolds Mack) "It goes far beyond I.Q." The professor made with his rueful smile
again. "You see, the I.Q. tests were early in the game. They were the infancy of the tests of today. They didn't and couldn't measure all-round intelligence. There is no such thing. But they were a beginning. Today we still utilize an upgraded form of the I.Q. tests but we also test for verbal ability, verbal fluency, numerical ability, spatial ability, perceptual ability, memory, speed of reflexes, accident proneness, digital dexterity, analogizing power, mechanical aptitude, clerical aptitude, emotional maturity, veracity, tone discrimination, taste sensitivity, even natural charm, color blindness, accuracy, persistence, drive, neurosis, powers of observation, health and a few others." "Don't I know it?" Alshuler remarked. "Like I said, it took two weeks to get through them all. Some were pretty silly. Anyway, and…?" "And you came out on top." Alshuler scowled at him. "You mean of all the people in the country?" Professor Katz shook his head. "No, of course not. All the people in the United States of the Americas have not been given the tests. However, most of those in your age group being released from the military and particularly those who were single and about to enter college have been. For one thing, we were in a position to give such persons our tests without arousing much interest in our project. The military is endlessly giving "And …?" The professor leaned back in his chair again and looked at the younger man thoughtfully, as though wondering whether or not to go on. He obviously wasn't completely happy at the other's attitude. He said finally, "We want you to enter into an experiment which will continue throughout the period you attend this university." "I figured on working toward a doctorate, seven or eight years." "It won't take you seven or eight years." Bert Alshuler looked at him. "Why not?" The professor said, "That's part of the experiment." "Kay. We've finally got to the point. What experiment?" Leonard Katz said, "My dear Alshuler, we want you to leave the selection of all your courses in the hands of the computers." The younger man's face was blank. "How do you mean?" |
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