Forty-Seven: Hit Man (06-01-2023)
The most undeniably evidence that time heals all wounds is the now forgotten case against Jeffery Epstein. It's been 4 years since his arrest and "suicide", and the remaining tabloid reporting on the case-turned-situation-turned-? mostly follows the least suspecting, most mainstreamed narrative. Epstein abused, a little, and had some clients, and died by suicide. No further investigation needed. Slow movement to expose sealed documents through prosecution of Epstein's bizarre associate Ghislaine Maxwell barely breaks headlines, as it's generally understood that these efforts, as a result of time, will have little effect in exposing sex abuse rings in the highest circles of power.
Here's a fun thing to do at work: draw a tournament bracket of two thirty-two-team conferences. Assign numbers eleven to forty-two to each matchup in place of teams. For each match, generate a random number between one and the team's number, first with the lower number and then with the higher. Whichever range has a lower generated number wins. Obviously, lower numbers are higher seeds and have a better chance of generating the lower number, but by setting the range to eleven to forty-two rather than two to thirty-two, the most uneven matchup is eleven against forty-three, where eleven has a one-in-four chance, roughly, of scoring lower than forty-two. Running this tournament takes about a half-hour or so, and is mindless enough to pass time efficiently. Someone with the energy to exert mental effort might find that there is an interesting psychology at play, with the player developing support for particular numbers throughout gameplay, and the statistical implications of the game.