Gambling holds no appeal for me, but gamblers do. They have an interesting view of the world that flies in the very face of quantum theory, which posits that there is no predictability to the universe. The idea of randomness is anathema to the betting person, even more than the suggestion that the system is rigged. No — the system has to be fair; it’s the results that are somehow open to influence. Does that make sense to you? It does to them.
How else to explain 8-3-4?
Now 8-3-4, if you’re not into gambling, was today’s midday SwerTres winning combination. In case you haven’t made the connection, Dolphy died last night at 8:34. Coincidence? If a skeptic were to hang out with gamblers long enough, he would find himself grappling with an awful lot of coincidences. Birthdays are by far the most popular, followed by deaths: name, date, time — even the number found on the coffin (did you know coffins have numbers?). Election results and other catastrophes also yield winning combinations. I had my blood pressure taken last month and the systolic part came out that night.
See, I’m making fun of the very same people I call friends. But you know what? Gamblers laugh hardest at themselves, even when they lose. Especially when they lose, which is more often. They’re true romantics that way. They embrace the world — all the good and bad that’s in it — then break it down into numbers. Everything’s fair game because everything’s possible. Dolphy’s dead. Well, everyone gets his turn at the big wheel. Ten pesos on 8-3-4, please.
And as ever, the guy was right on the money. Ha-ha. If only he knew how literally.
Sketch: Mayumi Beats
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