A true measure of intelligence is penis size.

Edit: I mean measuring intelligence seems pretty arbitrary

What you're saying isn't making any sense. What you're saying is that because we have emotions we must obey our emotions — AppLeo

I didn't say that you must obey emotions. However, I did say: "That's no life. That's an attempt to reduce from life the elements and qualities you dislike."

To put it extremely plainly, you are attempting to reduce elements from life that you dislike: emotions. Do you understand now? Yet you acknowledged the existence of emotions. So you must also acknowledge that a life whereby rationality attempts to shun emotions, is less than a full experience.

Which is indeed, to hammer the point home, an attempt to reject aspects of life that you dislike. Interestingly, this simply shows that emotions are the driving force behind your decisions. It is what causes you discomfort that you forbid.

What? Can you give a better explanation? — AppLeo

Life doesn't exist in a vacuum. You cannot treat life as some science experiment, whereby you reject some experiences in favour of others. Life without regard for the emotions or intuitions is inauthentic life. It is a life that is missing something. You, whether you like it or not, are an emotional being. You are driven by your emotions, desires, fears. Most of which is unconscious. These things are not something you can simply choose to switch off in the name of objectivism. Ask yourself why you are so inclined towards this position.

Life includes the irrational, the absurd the mysterious..

You cannot have only one side of a coin. Objectivism is an exercise in ignorance.

A rational life is a person who makes the conscious decision to think, reason, and use logic as much as he can. — AppLeo

That's no life. That's an attempt to reduce from life the elements and qualities you dislike.

I'm speaking as a 72 year old who has gone through a whole bunch of enthusiasms, and watched a whole bunch of other people doing the same thing. Today it's Buddha, tomorrow it's somebody else. — Bitter Crank

These things are like sign posts: they guide you one way or another. You don't cling to the signpost.

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