I don’t really believe in the theory that IQ is a static measure of intelligence anyway. Intelligence is a dynamic thing, IQ can be raised by training the brain, and there are many different types of intelligence, not just one overall measuring stick.
Ok, if you take IQ out of the picture:
Money would only increase your chance of breeding success if you lived in a society where women strongly select of prefer mates based on their monetary status.
It does happen to some extent - sure, women prefer a financially secure mate. I think it happens more so in the USA and perhaps Europe, but in my experience in Australia, people are more down-to-earth and tend to select more based on character/looks/personality/confidence/sense of humor etc. I know friends who have average intelligence and IQ, but are not suited to paper-pushing or navigating beauracracies, yet they can still score plenty of ass. The idea of choosing someone for their money is frowned upon here because it’s seen as leeching. If you want money, you go and make your own, you don’t go looking for someone with cash so you can leech off them.
Furthermore, the new millionaire class in Australia are the working class tradesmen such as plumbers, builders, and so forth. A survey found that women prefer the more outdoorsman/tradesman/workman type than the paper-pushing bearacrats. The “tradies”,as they are called here, are seen as rugged, fit individuals who are stronger and more sexy than the office workers, who are perceived as rigid, pale, physically weaker pencil necks, who don’t know how to loosen up and have fun.
I get what you’re saying and I agree that there are many sheeple out there, but I don’t buy the correlation between money, the ability to put up with stupid crap, and breeding success.
A lot of people here that I know of, who work in bearacracies, know that they are putting up with stupid crap, but they do it not because they are docilely unaware that it is stupid, but because you have to not give a fuck if you want to get paid. It’s the difference between being docile and malleable and being forced into a corner to wear the monkey suit and perform for peanuts, in order to survive. Underneath, they are fuming and dissatisfied, yet you have to hide it and put on the game face in order to make a living.