Probability is a bitch.
It must be indicative of something besides the redistribution of wealth. A weaker man might be moved to re-examine his faith, for nothing else at least in the law of probability. Consider. One, probability is a factor which operates within natural forces. Two, probability is not operating as a factor. Three, we are now held within um… sub or supernatural forces. It must be the law of diminishing returns. I still sense a spell about to be broken. Well, it was an even chance. Seventy eight in a row. A new record, I imagine. Is that what you imagine?
The single experience of one coin being spun once has been repeated. A hundred and fifty six times. On the whole, doubtful. Or, a spectacular vindication of the principle. That each individual coin spun individually is… as likely to come down heads as tails and therefore should cause no surprise each individual time it does.
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