Some of you may recall the weird story of a few years ago, when one of the giant balloons at the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade in New York (the 60-foot tall "Cat in the Hat," in fact) came loose, crashed into a streetlamp, and fractured the skull of one of the onlookers below. And most of you surely recall that last October a small plane co-piloted by Yankees pitcher Cory Lidle slammed into an apartment in a building on New York's Upper East Side. What you may not know (and what I didn't know until recently) is that these accidents both happened to the same woman. (I was pretty sure this must be one of those silly urban legends that make the rounds from time to time, but according to the NY Daily News, MSNBC, and others, it is in fact true). It truly boggles the mind -- making the front page of the New York Times twice for falling victim to two of the most freakish, random, and improbable events one can imagine. The likelihood of this happening to the same person? Obviously, not zero (since it happened), but surely about as close to zero as one gets; what odds would you have given someone in 1998 if someone had been willing to bet on its occurrence? It's like . . . well, I can't really think of what it's like; I can't come up, off the top of my head at least, with anything remotely like it.
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But like persons who win the Lotto twice, the odds that some one person out of the large category of Lotto winners/freak accident victims will win the Lotto/suffer a freak accident again are much higher.
In the case of the Lotto, I've heard that it happens every 18 months or so.
And he was in the Army.
Did anyone besides me notice that the term "Knights of Malta" was never mentioned in either article?
The guy on Johnny Carson years ago who had been struck by lightning 7 times comes to mind.
Not an individual accomplishment, but how about in the NFL , the longest play in the history of the 80 year old league happenned in back to back years to the same team (Chicago Bears) on a play that happenns maybe once a decade(return for touchdown of a missed field goal).
Not so bad, really, if we're the ones who get to decide what we're looking for. The real question being asked is, "What are the odds that the same person would be involved in two individually unlikely events?" Phrased that way, in a country of 300 million people it seems pretty likely that somebody's going to be in the same odd situation twice. As bizzare as this coincidence may seem, it's really a function of our human instinct to see retrospective patterns in our environment.
Oh, that just proves the existence of telepathy. ;^)
Population:
U.S. 300,364,051
World 6,562,011,787
Yes, but only sort of. Recall that she wasn't injured in the crash of Lidle's plane, it simply hit her apartment. (Demonstrating once again why terrorists haven't ever used small general aviation aircraft -- such aircraft are perfectly lousy weapons of mass destruction.)
If she had actually been injured by a falling aircraft without being on the aircraft, that would have been a REALLY astounding thing, as this happens very, very, very rarely. Note that nobody but the occupants was injured in the crash of Lidle's plane, despite the fact that it crashed into freakin' Manhattan. There's just a lot of space down there.
Of course, I recognize that it only has to happen once if it's you....
A man a few years back played the same "Pick 5" numbers in Virginia every week. "Pick 5" is (or was) a game that pays a $100,000 jackpot if you pick all five numbers, which is not shared if there are multiple winners. One week a clerk accidentally printed five tickets with the man's numbers, rather than one. The man only wanted one ticket, so the clerk kept the extras and gave them to the next four people who asked for a randomly selected Pick 5 ticket.
Of course, the numbers hit, and all five received the $100,000 prize.
It does rather call to mind the Infinite Improbability Machine in one of the Douglas Adams novels, I can't remember which ...
Let me be the first to admit that I have no idea what this means. Although it sounds pretty interesting.
I find this anecdote cool.
Drop back 1000 years and calculate the odds of your own birth. Pretty small.
Drop back 15 billion years and calculate the odds of intelligent life evolving.
ps. I am an evolutionist, so please don't read too much into that statement.
pps. The surrender that ceased all hostilities of the Civil War was of a Confederate warship that sailed around for another year after the official peace was declared.
ppps. The surrender of the land armies that most significantly (with regard to strength of armies) signaled the end of the Civil War was Johnston's surrender to Sherman in a little farmhouse outside the neighborhood I grew up in in Durham, NC. Sidenote - a historical marker for the birthplace of Gen. Johnston in Virginia incorrectly refers to the site of the surrender as occurring at Bentonville, as opposed to Bennett Place.
I remember the parade incident quite well. I am still annoyed that it happened because it prompted changes in the rules governing the balloons in the parade. These days balloons need to have a certain compactness and must be carried low to ground when it is windy. Anyone who watched this year may remember the M&M ballon (which depicted a hot air balloon ridden by the red and yellow candies) being carried nearly horizontal due to the wind. Back in the day, one of the most fun parts of the parade was watching the handlers struggle terribly as the big balloon swung all over the place in the wind. Oh, to have the old Superman balloon back!!!
[/callous, self-centered]
That was fun.
There's actually a logical fallacy named for this.
The more correct, if lamer question, I think: "What would the odds have been that she or anyone else who was recently involved in a well-known rare occurrence would be involved in another slightly similar well-known rare occurrence within a few years?"
Maybe the baseball fan who stole the homerun ends up in the brawl with the basketball player, or one of the guys who took Britney's crotch shot sold a cassette tape to Paris Hilton, or who knows...
Drop back 1000 years and calculate the odds of your own birth. Pretty small.
Drop back 15 billion years and calculate the odds of intelligent life evolving.
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As one reads the papers these days, one is still waiting...
Meanwhile, today's Boston Globe reports on a woman name Beth Israel who recently gave birth at the maternity ward at Beth Israel Hospital.
if you were taking a shower, would that be "Bath Israel"? as the say at Marineland of the Pacific, what's the porpoise?
I'm willing to bet that two of you share the same birthday. Each student, thinking, "the odds are about 1 in 365 that any student shares MY birthday," is thinking along the lines of 40/365 or a little better than 10%.
In fact, the probability that any two people in the class share a birthday is almost 90%
(To see this, first ignore Leap Year Day, since it doesn't change things much and is a pain in the ass to deal with. Then fix one student's birthday. Proceed to the next student. Her chances of not sharing a birthday with student #1 are 364/365. The chances of student #3 not sharing a birthday with either of the first two is 363/365. Continue for all of the 39 students selected after student #1. The chances that no two students share a common birthday is:
(364*363*362*...*327*326)/(365^39), or about 10.8%
Therefore, the probability that some two students do share a common birthday is about 89.2%
I've run this test every semester for about 15 years, and only missed once, so I'm beating the odds, somewhat.)
Anopther striking coincidence (pun semi-intended) — if I recall correctly, in 1957 a woman named Alice Roth was hit twice by foul balls during the same at bat at a baseball game in Philadelphia. She was struck the first time at her seat, and a second time as paramedics were carrying her out of the stadium.
The player was Richie Ashburn. Apparently he visited her in the hospital and corresponded with her for the rest of their lives.
Not really. Birthdays are not evenly distributed throughout the year.
OMG OMG OMG
I was just rereading this post and the Dave Matthews Band came on the radio!
Actually, that would mean that I'm beating the odds even more, since if certain days are significantly more likely than others, it increases the chances of shared birthdays. (Take it to the extreme -- suppose everyone was born on January 1....)
I'm a walking freaking coincidence....
and to make matters worse, earlier tonight I was talking to my teen daughter, and I said: "I wasn't born yesterday!!!!" What are the odds?
That's total BS! The play at Ford's Theater was Oswald's American Cousin.
Huh? I thought your money was on the event "at least 2 people share a birthday" coming out true.
Anyway, the probability of all this crazy stuff happening conditioned on the fact that it happened is 1. For that reason, I've never really understood the appeal of this kind of story.
Also, all the stories about people winning the lottery twice, that's just the birthday "paradox" in practice. Instead of birthdays from a set, you're choosing lotto players from a set.
Bottom line is that bizarre things happen all the time. To quote "Magnolia,"
Umm, never mind, you're both right. I'm wrong. Somehow I thought I was arguing for why I usually win, and not whether I'm beating the odds when I do win. Aaargh.
Each week, each Manhattanite has a 1:1,000,000 chance of being in a FAWEUFPNYT. (Population of Manhattan is about 2 million.)
Assume that the average Manhattan resident lives in Manhattan for 30 years. This means that each Manhattanite has 1500 opportunities to be involved in a FAWEUFPNYT. This means that there is a roughly 1:668 chance that any particular Manhattanite will be involved in a FAWEUFPNYT while (s)he lives in Manhattan. The odds that any given Manhattanite will be involved in a FAWEUFPNYT twice are thus about 1:445408. In a population of two million, that means that about 4.5 Manhattanites will have this experience.
Lucky people are lucky. Unlucky people aren't,
She sounds like one of the latter.
On a personal note, after 23 years of marriage, we were driving by St. Joseph's Hospital in Syracuse and I mentioned to my wife that I was born at St. Joseph's. Turns out she was, too. At St. Joseph's in Baltimore.
Ah! But that doesn't take into account the lawsuit she is no doubt filing against Cory Lidel's estate. Which will garner her enough cash to live on once the Macy's money runs out.
Making her the luckiest woman in NYC!
It doesn't matter. Dave Matthews is beating the odds. http://www.maa.org/mathland/mathtrek_11_23_98.html.
The first part is still true.
And, to round out the coincidence, while Lincoln was shot in Ford's theatre, Kennedy was shot in a Ford automobile. Or so I heard.
And TWICE, years apart, I've had trees fall, from natural causes, on my car. While I was driving it.
And once I randomly poured nine sequential yellow M&Ms out of a bag of mixed colors - while studying for my Statistical Mechanics finals!