Trivial pursuit?

There was a time when saying that you liked 'to quiz' – pitting one's knowledge base against other quizzers – was dangerous. People would harangue you about finding a more desirable hobby, or yap about a little learning being a dangerous thing, or say something that ended with the dismissive phrase 'Morons with memories'. I learnt, over many years, that the best defence was to laugh at such responses, and ask whether national hobbies such as obsessing over cricket, minority-hatred or trawling the Internet for BBWs ('big, beautiful women', for the uninitiated) struck anybody as particularly more mature.

I don't find myself defending the pastime anymore. The 'knowledge economy' has resulted in a comical world in which quizzing is respectable. Nurturing a quiz team is one of the ways in which a business school can prove that their MBA packs muscle. Holding a quiz is the means by which folks in corporate employ can reassure themselves that they are knowledge-workers. And so on.

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