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Weedle

had done your homework, you would have wound up here, anyway,
but you wouldn’t have any complaints about trickery and I wouldn’t
have to listen to them. Didn’t you ever hear the old nursery
rhyme?—

Take Pascal’s wager,
Stand it on its head;

See the face of hope
Turn to one of dread;

Learn how assumptions
Can have you misled—

Betting your whole life
You’re better off dead.

Even the logic is flawed. But all you calculating types—accountants,
actuaries, underwriters, statisticians—think you’ve got it figured out.
You don’t. Look here.”
And I projected this little chart into his awareness:

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