Famous Intuitive Ethical Extraverts (IEE)

Directing and co-writing many of his slapstick vehicles, his characters often have taken on an hilariously guileless persona and, coupled with his innate gift for klutzy physical comedy, have become an audience favorite for nearly four decades.

A man of astonishing energy and prodigious talent, Huxley had a sharp wit and a brilliant, questioning mind...

What Huxley may have lacked in patience for tedious detail, he more than made up in insight and intellect. Never one to sacrifice principle for propriety, he vigorously defended his ideas, yet always treated his opponents with respect and sometimes astonishing courtesy...

Huxley's writings span a remarkable range, reflecting his broad interests, intellectual passions, and social commitment...

Huxley met that opposition by charging it, breaking it up and routing it. He was one of the most pertinacious fighters ever heard in this world, and one of the bravest. He attacked and defeated the natural imbecility of the human race...

For in him there was that rich, incomparable blend of intelligence and character, of colossal knowledge and high adventurousness, of instinctive honesty and indomitable courage...

There have been far greater scientists, even in England, but there has never been a scientist who was a greater man. A touch of the poet was in him, and another of the romantic, gallant knight. He was, in almost every way, the perfected flower of Homo sapiens, the superlatively admirable all-'round man...

Absolutely nothing was uninteresting to him. His curiosity ranged from music to theology and from philosophy to history. He didn't simply know something about everything; he knew a great deal about everything. But he was by no means merely learned; he was also immensely shrewd. I thumb his essays at random. Here is one on the Salvation Army — the most realistic and devastating treatise upon that maudlin imposture ever penned. Here is one on capital and labor — a complete reduction ad absurdum of the Marxian balderdash in 3,000 words. And here is one on Berkeley's metaphysics — a perfect model of lucid exposition...

All his life long he flung himself upon authority — when it was stupid, ignorant and tyrannical. He attacked it with every weapon in his rich arsenal — wit, scorn, and above all, superior knowledge. To it he opposed a single thing: the truth as it could be discovered and established — the plain truth that sets men free...

It seems simple enough today, but it was not so simple when Huxley began. For years he was the target of assaults of almost unbelievable ferocity and malignancy. Every ecclesiastic in Christendom took a hack at him; he was denounced as the common enemy of God and man. Darwin, a mild fellow, threw The Origin of Species into the ring and then retired from the scene. It was Huxley who bore the brunt of the ensuing theological assault, and it was Huxley who finally beat it down, and forced the holy clerks to turn tail...

What Huxley fought for was something far greater: the right of civilized men to think freely and speak freely, without asking leave of authority, clerical or lay. How new that right is! And yet how firmly held! Today it would be hard to imagine living without it. No man of self-respect, when he has a thought to utter, pauses to wonder what the bishops will have to say about it...

For Huxley was not only an intellectual colossus; he was also a great artist; he knew how to be charming. No man has ever written more nearly perfect English prose. There is a magnificent clarity in it; its meaning is never obscure for an instant. And it is adorned with a various and never-failing grace. It never struts like the prose of Macaulay; it never simper's like Pater's. It is simple, precise, unpretentious — and yet there is fine music in every line of it.

The last thing that it would be proper for me to do would be to speak of the work of my life, or to say at the end of the day whether I think I have earned my wages or not. Men are said to be partial judges of themselves. Young men may be, I doubt if old men are. Life seems terribly foreshortened as they look back and the mountain they set themselves to climb in youth turns out to be a mere spur of immeasurably higher ranges when, by failing breath, they reach the top. But if I may speak of the objects I have had more or less definitely in view since I began the ascent of my hillock, they are briefly these: To promote the increase of natural knowledge and to forward the application of scientific methods of investigation to all the problems of life to the best of my ability, in the conviction which has grown with my growth and strengthened with my strength, that there is no alleviation for the sufferings of mankind except veracity of thought and of action, and the resolute facing of the world as it is when the garment of make-believe by which pious hands have hidden its uglier features is stripped off.

It is with this intent that I have subordinated any reasonable, or unreasonable, ambition for scientific fame which I may have permitted myself to entertain to other ends; to the popularization of science; to the development and organisation of scientific education; to the endless series of battles and skirmishes over evolution; and to untiring opposition to that ecclesiastical spirit, that clericalism, which in England, as everywhere else, and to whatever denomination it may belong, is the deadly enemy of science.

In striving for the attainment of these objects, I have been but one among many, and I shall be well content to be remembered, or even not remembered, as such. Circumstances, among which I am proud to reckon the devoted kindness of many friends, have led to my occupation of various prominent positions, among which the Presidency of the Royal Society is the highest. It would be mock modesty on my part, with these and other scientific honours which have been bestowed upon me, to pretend that I have not succeeded in the career which I have followed, rather because I was driven into it than of my own free will; but I am afraid I should not count even these things as marks of success if I could not hope that I had somewhat helped that movement of opinion which has been called the New Reformation.

>> I disagree with Michael J. Fox because those characteristics that you described are actually attributed to ESTps and he is labelled as an ESTP in MBTI.

These characteristics are not attributed to SLE's in socionics, though. Michael J. Fox can't be an SLE because he doesn't actively convey information and doesn't have the mannerisms, commanding air, and expressive qualities of a SLE. It should be obvious he doesn't demonstrate readiness to apply pressure like the SLE's I've shown do. Perhaps he can be an MBTI ESTP in spite of this — I don't know.