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{{a|maxim|[[File:wrongroom.png|450px|center|thumb|It’s not you. It’s me.]]}}
{{a|maxim|[[File:wrongroom.png|450px|center|thumb|It’s not you. It’s me.]]}}We are indebted to Confucius, Jack Welch, or Marissa Mayer, to one of whom — the smartest? — the internet attributes this golden nugget of wisdom:  
We are indebted to Confucius, or Jack Welch, or Marissa Mayer, to one of whom — the smartest? — we can attribute this golden nugget of wisdom:  


{{shitmaxim|If you’re the smartest person in the room, you’re in the wrong room}}.
{{shitmaxim|If you’re the smartest person in the room, you’re in the wrong room}}.


At first blush it seems rather appealing: we should constantly strive: never satisfied with our own size, being relative, as it is, to the pond in which we swim.  
At first blush, it seems rather appealing: we should constantly strive: never satisfied with our own size, being relative, as it is, to the pond in which we swim.  


Only when you reflect on the downward spiral this aphorism incites does its counsel of oblivion become plain. For if “[[Mayer’s Law]]” reveals true facts about the world — as it may, for that would explain a few things — they are chastening ones for a few constituencies:
Only when you reflect on the downward spiral this aphorism incites does its counsel of oblivion become plain. For if “[[Mayer’s Law]]” reveals true facts about the world — as it may, for that would explain a few things — they are chastening ones for a few constituencies:

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