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Chapter 20
Getmydrive?
“Youonlytellmeaboutthemscarswhatthousandsofmenknow.Idon’tknowhowyougottheinformation,Iguessyoudon’tknowyourself.Thatain’tmylookout.Buttheresheis.Tellingmewhatmanyknowsbuysnothingwithme.Yougottodeliverawholelotmorethanthattomakemeswallowtherestofyourwhoppers.”
Hamilton’sLawofParsimonyintheweighingofevidence!Sointrinsicallywasthisslum-bredconvictascientist,thathehadworkedoutHamilton’slawandrigidlyappliedit.
Andyet—andtheincidentisdelicious—JakeOppenheimerwasintellectuallyhonest.Thatnight,asIwasdozingoff,hecalledmewiththecustomarysignal.
“Say,Professor,yousaidyousawmewigglingmyloosetooth.Thathasgotmygoat.ThatistheonethingIcan’tfigureoutanywayyoucouldknow.Itonlywentloosethreedaysago,andIain’twhisperedittoasoul.”
