We’re about to chow down on romaine, the leafy greens of death.
I understand statistics, so I eat romaine and I don’t play the lottery. My chances of getting sick, or winning the lottery, are vanishingly small.
1. The internet has been atwitter about 58 people have been sickened, possibly by contaminated romaine lettuce. If you do the math your odds of getting bad romaine are no worse than 1 in 1 million. By comparison, your odds of dying (not just getting violently ill) in an automobile are over 100 in a million. If you want to stay healthy eat your greens and stay off the roads.
2. The internet (and the statistically challenged) have also been atwitter over the $500 million plus Powerball jackpot. Odds, 1 in 292 million.
Here is the other question that I have been leading toward, one that the predicament of modern warfare forces upon us: How many deaths of other people’s children by bombing or starvation are we willing to accept in order that we may be free, affluent, and (supposedly) at peace? To that question I answer: None. Please, no children. Don’t kill any children for my benefit.