@yourbrainexplaineddaily: The most dangerous type of person isn’t the one who looks powerful, but the one who deliberately looks harmless. Sometimes, appearing less intelligent or less aware than you really are can actually change the way people behave around you. In social psychology, this can overlap with impression management: when someone seems harmless, confused, or uninformed, others may feel less guarded. They talk more freely, reveal more than they normally would, and pay less attention to how closely they are being observed. That is where the advantage starts to build. Instead of spending the conversation trying to prove how intelligent they are, a person can focus almost entirely on what everyone else is revealing through body language, tone of voice, hesitation, confidence, reactions, habits, and other subtle social cues people usually miss. The less they reveal about themselves, the more space they have to observe and understand human behavior around them. Being underestimated is not always a disadvantage. In some situations, it can become the exact reason someone is able to read the room and understand people better than everyone expects. Follow @yourbrainexplaineddaily for more psychology and neuroscience. Sources: APA Dictionary of Psychology — “Self-Presentation” Psychological Bulletin — “Impression Management: A Literature Review and Two-Component Model” Journal of Experimental Social Psychology — “Strategic Self-Presentation and the Avoidance of Aversive Events: Antecedents and Consequences of Self-Enhancement and Self-Depreciation” #socialpsychology #humanbehavior #bodylanguage #neuroscience #intelligence

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now... I dunno why this came in my feed... its not like I earned credits to be a dr or something 😳😏😂😁
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That's me
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if this is indeed an online Truman Show... then you can call it "intellectual masking"... I simply know more than you.. from Geopolitics Monetary System Military to Gospel and Freemason Illuminati Khazarian Mafia.
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