Its a bit silly when the premise behind the club is flawed to begin with.
Supposing we start quantifying 'beauty' and develop a controversial and arguably flawed test to assign people a 'Beauty Quotient' (some combination of facial symmetry, distances between eyes, shape of nose etc... that we've decided define 'beauty')... then some people form a beautiful persons club with entry dictated by your 'BQ' level.
Would the club not be slightly farcical... meaningless to the average Victoria's Secret model... might bring joy to the fat chick who's nose happens to be perfectly proportioned resulting in a high score. Likewise I'm sure the binman who's great at crosswords can gain some satisfaction from his mensa badge....
My wife was in, but she said it was just a bunch of people sitting around whining about how hard it was being them... so she quit.
Already a member, been so for nearly 8 years. Some of the stuff in this thread is funny.
I think pass rate for Mensa is IQ150 (Cattell B scale) and I'm about 105 so I'm just an average Joe.
My Dad's a member of Mensa, and simply has a massive pile of completely unopened Mensa Magazine issues strewn all over the place. ".

[FnG]magnolia;23548276 said:You know when you're at the supermarket and you're doing your shopping? You probably have a set path if it's your regular store and you go into daydream mode and you buy the things you always buy and go to the aisles you always visit and then ... what on earth! ... you see some sun dried tomatoes in a plastic jar and you almost say out loud, "Plastic? Why is it plastic and not glass? Why would this even exist? Who made this happen? What is the point?"
This is Mensa.

