I am reminded of a short Sci-Fi story, in which a kid goes to a special test, one given to all children of a certain age (maybe eight or nine, I can't recall). He's given a drug that relaxes his inhibitions (in case he's been prepped on how to do) and he reacts to the problems and questions with enthusiasm and obvious intelligence.

The end of the story has his father getting the phone call: "Under the requirements of Public Law 2015-101, the Equality-of-Intelligence Act, your son has scored in the highest intelligence class, and has been destroyed. Do you want the government to bury him or will you? If the government does it, there will be a fee."

It was one of the scariest endings to a story I ever read. Damned if I ever expected it to even approach reality.

Bob Clayton