Why clever women do themselves down
As a survey says that men overstate how bright they are, Fay Weldon argues that the smarter sex found it to their advantage to play up to them - until now
Thursday, 31 January 2008
In every home throughout the land, it's much the same. Enter couple, just home from work. He: "Woo-hoo, let's celebrate! I've got a promotion. I'm top of the tree where I deserve to be, my brilliance recognised at last!" She: "You are so clever! I envy you. I was offered promotion too and turned it down. I'm just not management material." He: "Probably wise. They'd only find you out."
According to new research by Professor Adrian Furnham of University College
London, men overstate how clever they are and women underestimate their own
intelligence, although men and women tend to have the same IQ. He may have
got a Third at college, she may have got a First, but forget it. It's called
the "male hubris, female humility" effect and it's everywhere - at
the office and in the home. It explains a lot.
Watch a woman
loading the dishwasher. Up comes the male: "No, dear, the spoons have
to go like this. And if you put the blender there and the plate here at
least the door will shut. Silly old you."
She grits her teeth
and, for the sake of domestic peace, lets him take over. That's "
emotional intelligence", at which women are better than men.
Of course, it all depends on how you define intelligence. A narrow,
old-fashioned definition relates merely to problem-solving: the wider,
modern definition is kinder to women, including empathy and earlier language
skills, at which women excel. Actually, he may be right about the blender,
and she would be wise to let him rearrange the dirty dishes as he wishes,
because men are better than women when it comes to spatial awareness.
But how important is that these days, other than making him better at parking
or carrying big bits of furniture up the stairs? And who cares anyway?
Male hubris is useful enough outside the home. When it comes to getting
through interviews, demanding promotion and getting the girl, confidence and
a bit of swagger wins. Female humility? Well, it's useful in Darwinian
terms, in as much as it tends to get her the man. Men in theory prefer to
marry women less intelligent than they are, a little younger than they are,
a little lower down the social scale.
The mating instinct tells a
woman that humility pays off. So tuck in the chin, lower the eyes, and
pretend. Here I am, take me, little helpless me. If he beats his chest like
a gorilla over his promotion, and she declines hers because she feels she
can't cope, her home life and probably her sex life will benefit. As will
her children, in a contented home. Darwin wins again.
On the other
hand, humility won't pay off in the work world because that's one of
socialisation, not species instinct. It doesn't get you equal pay. The ones
who get and accept the promotion are the minority of self-aware, bright
young professional women who decline to show humility, and think themselves
the equal of any man. In eschewing humility they have found their dignity.
The trouble is, like their sisters, it's still hardwired into them to go on
looking for Mr Right, the one who earns a little more than they, is a little
older and richer and more socially secure (see Bridget Jones, not to mention
Elizabeth Bennett).
She is following the Darwinian model, in fact,
but where is this glorious man to be found? He isn't. They are asking too
much. Today's woman, Professor Furnham tells us, proving his point, sees her
grandfather as cleverer than her grandmother, but this need not be only
prejudice. It may well be that she remembers him accurately. Grandpapa's
tendency would have been to marry a sweet girl rather than a clever girl.
Moreover, he will have gone out to work and seen the world and brought home
new ideas. She will have just slumped over the kitchen sink and lost IQ
points. Same thing to a lesser degree with her father.
If today's
man, boasting about his promotion, the speed of his car, the size of his
bonus, his attractiveness to women, tosses his antlers and overestimates his
intelligence and underestimates that of women, that's hardwired too. It's
called sexism, and it's timeless. Yet while dismissing men as boasting,
insensitive oafs, women do themselves no favours. They may be backed up by
research - male self-esteem is certainly exaggerated (boasting); the higher
the male IQ, the more Asperger-like the man (insensitive); poor emotional
intelligence leads to behaviour hurtful to the female psyche (oaf!) - but
comparisons remain odious.
Men live by testosterone, women are
oestrogen-based. Men grunt a lot, women preen a lot. The male and the female
IQ bell curves are different shapes - women tend to cluster in the middle,
there are more males at the extremes.
This means there are more
very clever men (that's why they get more Firsts at college than women) and
very stupid men (that's why there are more men than women in police cells
overnight).
Men single-task. Women multi-task; it's in their
natures to do so, the better to look after the babies we were designed to
have. Women pride themselves on this ability, but perhaps it is not so much
of an advantage. Men focus better. In a world of their own, would women have
invented television? I doubt it.
Men in groups get stupider - look
at Iraq. Women in groups become more clever - look at women's self-help
groups in Africa.
I suspect girls may be changing. Schoolgirls
watching their male counterparts fail and their older sisters get jobs when
their brothers can't, must surely come to the conclusion that women are the
superior gender, and would answer Professor Furnham's questions differently.
Unless - terrible thought - they are in rebellion against the work ethic.
Boys bunking off school and not bothering to pass exams might now be seen as a
sign of intelligence and self-reliance while the girls just sigh and say, if
only I had the courage, little me! As it is, I must just put my nose to the
grindstone and work because, honestly, I'm just not very clever. I'll just
have to get a job, because that's all I'm worth.
Perhaps this is
why the L'Oréal 'Because I'm worth it'' advertisement works. Because we hope
it's true.
The Spa Decameron by Fay Weldon, Quercus, £14.99
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