@mulout,
Thanks, that was very interesting.
No offence, but I admit that when I read your first post dichotomising intelligence, I mistook you for one of those over-confident people who think they have "unlocked the secrets of the universe" through passive observation alone, but you've really been able to back up your proposed dichotomy. And no, I don't think your commentary sounds anything like that of a "corn pone".
Actually, I see myself as the "solver" type. I have two suggestions for other solvers. The first is to learn how to organise what you have learned into a sort of conceptual web. This may mean building an off-line computer database, filled with everything you have learned, and similar in structure to Wikipedia. You can link concepts together in unusual ways that make sense
to you, and you can fill pages with facts you think may be relevant to certain problems you wish to solve. That way, when you come to a problem similar to what you've dealt with in the past, you will know (conceptually speaking) which way to turn. This will help solver types overcome their mnemonic shortcomings.
The second possible coping mechanism is to find someone matching the "memoriser" description and enter into a collaboration with him or her. This would be easier if people weren't so hell-bent on fame and fortune, but instead defined success by the degree to which they could influence society and steer it in the direction they wanted it to go. Collaborations are far more effective when neither half distracts itself with petty concerns over who played a greater role in the process.
On a personal note...
When I went to college the first time, to study mathematics, I was one heck of a loner. Not only that, but I prided myself on being able to break the ego of any "memoriser" who derided me for lacking an encyclopaedic knowledge of the subject similar to his own. I would accomplish that by waiting for some really difficult bonus problem to come up, and then I'd propose an answer that seemed to approach the problem completely the wrong way, but always worked.
I had to win at everything, and I had to win on my own. There were a couple of really brilliant young polymaths (memoriser types) at the school who would have been willing to spend time working with me, but I could not abide the way they laughed at me, or worse, the looks of horror and pity that would materialise on their faces at times, whenever I revealed my almost childish ignorance on one of the many subjects they knew practically everything about.
My first trip to college was a disaster, but one learns and, hopefully, evolves.
Oylok