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Thursday, February 12, 2026

Book Review & Analysis: IQ 83 by Arthur Herzog


IQ 83

by Arthur Herzog

      By the end of the 20th century, psychologists had discovered something called the Flynn Effect. This meant that intelligence levels had been rising steadily and rapidly over the past century. If we fast forward to the 2020s, psychologists have discovered an alarming trend. Over the past two decades, the Flynn Effect has been reversed and intelligence levels are now dropping at an alarming rate. There is no consensus to why this is happening; the most obvious causal indicator appears to be the introduction of the internet, but as of yet, this connection is inconclusive. One thing is for sure: with the immediate problems of climate change, economic instability, a collapsing educational system, and the threat of political totalitarianism working in conjunction with AI systems, this is not a good time for all the intellectual and scientific progress we have achieved over the centuries to retreat.

If we backtrack a bit, there were artists who saw this trend coming before anyone else. The dystopian 2006 movie Idiocracy porrayed a world where popular culture has made people so stupid that their existence is threatened because they forget how to grow food. It’s a silly comedy that mocks the kinds of people who would find it funny. Maybe it’s worth watching once. 1968’s Planet Of the Apes was a more serious science-fiction dystopia that showed human evolution going in reverse, with an upsurge in religion and despotism, after the banning and forbidding of science. Then there is Arthur Herzog’s overlooked novel IQ 83. Written in the 1970s, it is a hard science-fiction story showing what happens when an experimental virus escapes from a laboratory, spreads throughout the whole population, and makes everybody’s intelligence level decline rapidly.

James Heaaley is the central character. The story is divided between his family life in their New York City apartment and his employment as the head of a research team in a hospital in Central Manhattan. The research team is trying to save a girl named Cathy who is a permanent patient in the children’s ward. She should be of normal intelligence, yet she contracted a disease that caused her IQ to drop. As the biologists’ work brings them closer to a cure, experimental gene editing brings Cathy’s intelligence level back up to normal. But just when Healey makes plans for Cathy’s discharge so that she can attend public schools, everything goes to hell.

Wallon is a Belgian lab technician working on Healey’s project. Since creating a vaccine for the disease involves the use of a virus as a vector, precautions are imperative. Yet Wallon thinks the safety regulations are too stringent so he cuts corners during his work, doesn’t follow safety procedures, and accidentally takes the airborne virus out of the lab and begins spreading it throughout New York by coughing and sneezing.

After Wallon visits the Healey family for dinner, James Healey begins noticing some unwanted changes in everybody, including himself. He has problems with his memory and nonsensical thoughts from his childhood intrude into his thoughts, disrupting his concentration and making it difficult to work as a scientist. His wife Ruth becomes hypersexual and his two academically gifted children start struggling at school.

As Healey grows more aware that something isn’t right, he meets with Orenstein, the hospital psychiatrist. They discuss the possibilities and potential consequences of a sudden drop in intelligence across the whole world. Of course, the prognosis is not good. They agree to test their hypothesis by administering IQ tests to all the members of the research team. To their dismay, they find that everybody’s IQ had dropped and that it will continue to drop with the progression of time.

Healey contacts the hospital director, a doctor with an IQ of 200 and the curious name of Herman Hermann. The director, by this point, has already begun to succumb to the virus. Rather than expressing grave concern over the crisis, his defenses drop and he sees this as an opportunity to conquer the world, becoming a totalitarian leader who enslaves all those who he decides are inferior to him. But since the virus has taken hold, he resembles Healey in the way nonsense intrudes into his thoughts. Only with Hermann, the nonsense intrudes into his speech as well. As he holds meetings and conferences laying out his plan to dominate the world, he constantly interrupts himself in Turrette Syndrome-like attacks where he belches out obscene limericks and makes a fool of himself. This is not only a little comic relief, but also one instance of the author making social commentary. There is no doubt that Arthur Herzog believes fascism to be a form of politics for fools and clowns.

Subplots and social commentary run throughout the whole novel. There is a wide range of characters and each offers their own angle on society. What happens with most of them is that, like Herman Hermann, their inhibitions drop and their true motivations are revealed. James and Ruth Healey’s marriage is falling apart while Wallon is sexually pursuing Ruth. Healey’s son drops out of high school, takes up a marijuana habit, and becomes a biker. In Healey’s nuclear family unit, his bourgeois lifestyle sinks into the hedonistic excesses of the American counter-culture scene. Also the once harmonious multi-ethnic lab technicians become irritable and make racist comments towards each other. Rather than addressing this issue constructively, they bicker and match insults with insults. Similar things happen with the female nurses on the children’s ward. Before the virus struck they were dedicated, honest, and nurturing in the way good nurses should be, but afterwards they fall into petty man-hating and irresponsibility. Feminists start complaining in the letters column of a scientific magazine about the word “helix”, insisting this is sexist and should be changed to “herlix”. Herzog’s message in all this is that the social reforms of the 1960s are legitimate, but when approached without intelligence and proper analytical thinking, these issues of social justice can’t be approached in a meaningful way. Notice how he anticipated the childish arguments surrounding politics we find on the internet these days.

This social commentary is most developed in the character of Vergil Buck, a labor union leader and ambulance driver who makes impossible demands on the hospital management during a strike that happens just as the low-IQ virus begins attacking all of New York. During collective bargaining sessions, Buck demands that hospital employees get paid massive amounts of money without being obligated to do any work. He is inflexible in his proposal and refuses to negotiate. Later when James Healey goes to a rural retreat to develop a vaccine for rhe virus, Vergil Buck kidnaps him. Buck is the kind of person who thinks the world owes him something because he was born white, dumb, ugly, and poor (thanks to the Butthole Surfers for that description). He is also an annoyingly arbitrary character, more of a literary device than a meaningful symbol of the socially discontent. Herzog uses him to inject some action and suspense into a novel that doesn’t have much of either.

Herzog brings real science into this fictional story. The process of editing DNA to cure the disease that Cathy suffers from is described in detail early in the story. If your knowledge of genetics and virology are limited, these passages might be off-putting. Even with some knowledge of these disciplines, they are still clunky and out of place as though the author just wants to show off how much he knows about science. Some of the information does become relevant at the end when James Healey is struggling to find a cure for the idiot disease his team has created.

Of greater significance to the story, and your own education as well, is the chapter where Healey and Dr. Ornstein discuss the science of intelligence. Ornstein gives a detailed explanation of what an IQ test measures, what it doesn’t measure, and why it isn’t the most important metric for human intelligence and human worth there is. Still, a class of people with higher intelligence and expertise are necessary to maintain the stability and progress of a society. A decline in the average collective intelligence level could make a population barely functional and constantly on the verge of collapse if they survive at all. Then Dr. Ornstein and Healey have a discussion about their high IQ’s. Honestly though, listening to two men comparing their IQ scores is a lot like listening to two men comparing the length of their johnsons. It doesn’t impress anybody except the dumbest people who get preoccupied with things like that.

But the story recovers ground when Healey takes an IQ test to see if his intelligence quotient has dropped. What’s clever about this passage is that we see the test through his eyes while being aware of our own ability to answer the questions. We see Healey, a man with a higher than average IQ struggling to answer test questions that most readers would be able to answer. But you can’t feel too superior over this since as the test gets harder and Healey gets more and more answers wrong, we get hit with a vocabulary question that is so difficult it would be impossible for most intelligent people to answer. So the reader gets humbled and can only sympathize with Healey as we realize our own intellectual limitations. It’s a unique and effective way of harmonizing the reader with the main character through the use of scientific methodology.

Otherwise James Healey is out of step with the logic of the novel. Herzog does well in depicting the rapid decline of intelligence in the other characters while this stripping away of their higher intellectual functioning reveals their inner personality cores. Healey doesn’t follow this path to such an extent though. While other subjective symptoms of the illness are shown, he doesn’t display such a big drop in intellectual functioning as the other characters do. His character remains stable throughout the whole story which feels like a serious flaw in the narrative.

The novel is also flawed in that it is such a formulaic work of writing. It’s the story of a hero who is racing against time to save the world from imminent disaster. It’s a basic story-telling template that has been used seemingly forever. But at least half of the material used to fill in that template is interesting enough to carry the whole novel. The only other major problem is some of the dialogue. You’ve heard of hammy acting before, but some of the conversations here are like hammy writing. You know a writer has made a mistake when their dialogue is so over the top that it is unintentionally funny. Occasionally that happens here.

IQ 83 was published in 1978. It’s been almost three decades since scientists have learned that the Flynn Effect is operating in reverse while digital technology and AI appear to be infecting the minds of the young. If you look at the way people interact on social media, you get a clear sense that Arthur Herzog knew what he was talking about when explaining what the effects of a drop in the collective intelligence level could result in. On top of that, it’s only been a short time since the COVID pandemic hit and that certainly brought out a lot of stupidity in people, spawning all kinds of conspiracy theories, social dislocation, and a noticeable decline in critical thinking skills. Add in the election of a mentally challenged president twice with the fanatical devotion of his followers and the future of humanity is looking pretty grim at the moment. Arthur Herzog had no way of predicting any of this. He was writing a book based on observations of the time he was living in. IQ 83 has its many flaws, but when he gets things right, he really gets them right. This is an underrated novel that should be given reconsideration despite its weaknesses. It certainly feels relevant to the times we live in, even if it does depend on formulas and cliches to get its message across.



 

Monday, November 25, 2024

Book Review: Vesco by Arthur Herzog


Vesco:

From Wall Street to Castro's Cuba

the Rise, Fall, and Exile Of the King of White-Collar Crime

by Arthur Herzog

      The world of big business and corporate finance is a shady place. When profits and personal gain are the primary motivations for success, then inevitably a company will attract some questionable characters. Greedy, sharky narcissists and grifters sometimes claw their way to the top. Slick deal makers invade the boardrooms and moral guardrails get flushed down the toilet. Our culture of economics celebrates those who accumulate the most wealth regardless of their character or usefulness to society as a whole. Organized crime syndicates are little more than the shadow side of big business. It is no surprise that such an environment would attract some pathological predators. It is also no surprise that some libertarian lunatics will lionize these scumbags for being an exotic breed of amoral heroes. Vesco by Arthur Herzog gives a biographical account of one such sleazy businessman who eventually ended up on the lam.

Robert Vesco had an unimpressive childhood. His family were part of the Midwestern blue collar class, living without frills or fortune. After getting bored with mundane factory work, Vesco got into the habit of buying businesses. He developed a talent for buying failing businesses and turning them around to be either resold or else used to buy other businesses. He built up a network of them and then set his sights higher, using the profits to buy his way onto the board of the Investors Overseas Service or IOS. This high-finance corporation was already being run by some shady people and had actually been banned from doing business in America. So Vesco tried to take over IOS and along the way, stashed investors’ money in offshore bank accounts and shell companies in the Caribbean and Central America. The American SEC caught on to what he was doing and tried to take him down. After a joke of a trial in which the government struggled to define what crime Vesco had committed, let along prove their case, the rogue businessman had already become one of the richest men in the world. Instead of risking more harassment from the government, Vesco fled the country, spending most of his time making banking and business deals in the Bahamas and then making a semi-permanent move to Costa Rica.

That much of the biography is interesting if you can manage to extract so much meaning from Herzog’s text. Unfortunately, there are three identifiable problems that muddy up the narrative waters. One is that a lot of space is taken up with details of banking and corporate business management. There is nothing inherently wrong with that and it would be expected in a book about white collar crime. The problem is that it is alienating to readers who are not familiar with these business practices which can be assumed to be most people. Herzog doesn’t explain this side of the story sufficiently enough for those of us who have never been inside a corporate boardroom. Another problem is that Robert Vesco disappears for a long stretch from his own biography. Herzog goes into too much detail about the lifestyles of the IOS managers, especially that of Bernard Cornfeld who dominates such a long portion of the writing that you might forget who this is meant to be a biography of. And that is not the only time that happens in this book. The third major error is that the author writes about how Vesco has such a charming and attractive personality, but this never comes across in the writing. The book actually lacks sufficient detail to drive this point home. Herzog could have included more personal testimony or anecdotes from people who knew Vesco to make him come to life more as the central figure of the story rather than being so one dimensional.

Robert Vesco settled in Costa Rica after the American government put pressure on the Bahamas to extradite him. There he made friends with the president Jose Figeres Ferrer. Vesco was the wealthiest man in that tiny, impoverished nation and Figeres urged him to invest money in the national infrastructure. Subsequent presidents warmed up less to Vesco but tolerated his presence as long as he didn’t meddle with the national media. Public opinion in Costa Rica was divided and the presence of Vesco was a prominent news item for several years. Despite living lavishly, Vesco’s fortunes were growing smaller and he began investing in more dangerous business ventures like drug smuggling and arms running to keep himself afloat. He got too hot for the Costa Ricans to handle, so after secretly bouncing around from Antigua and Panama to Nicaragua, he eventually settled in Cuba. It can be said that the communists allowed him to stay in Havana simply to annoy the American government, but they probably wanted some of his money and access to his business contacts as well. The sections about Vesco’s life in exile are somewhat interesting, but again, he disappears from the story for unnecessarily long periods including passages about an illegal arms deal with Libya in which Vesco only had a tenuous connection.

As far as the writing quality goes, the best part, meaning the clearest and easiest to follow, comes in the final chapter when Herzog goes to Cuba to interview Robert Vesco and show him a transcript of his biography. Actually nothing especially interesting happens there and the chapter does almost nothing to add to the bigger picture of who Vesco really was, but it is the best written part of the whole book. This is important because Herzog wrote about what he saw in Cuba. The rest of the book lacks that kind of vision. Herzog can’t be faulted for not being in the room with Vesco throughout his entire life, but the author never actually sees what he writes about. There are lots of listed details, but he never actually puts you, as a reader, right into the action the way a good writer does. Reading this book has the feel of trying to follow a TV show while sitting in a separate room and listening to it through the wall without any visual input.

Robert Vesco was a man who got into too much too soon. He obviously had a natural talent for business, but he moved too fast for his own good. He didn’t learn the lesson of Icarus whose wings made of wax melted when he flew too close to the sun. If Vesco hadn’t been so reckless he might have survived longer in the world of corporations and banks. Maybe he would have even gotten away with squirreling some money in offshore bank accounts. White collar crime is just as common as kids stealing candy from the supermarket and probably gets prosecuted less often.

Arthur Herzog’s Vesco doesn’t qualify as a great biography. It has too much detail about things I don’t understand without sufficient explanation to make them comprehensible and not enough detail about the things that make Robert Vesco interesting even though he can’t be sympathized with. Unless you have a burning passion for corporate business, financial institutions, and white collar crime, this probably isn’t a book worth your time.



 

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