Every once in a while, something happens to you that makes you realise that the human race is not quite as bad as it so often seems to be.

Cutting up fowl to predict the future is, if done honestly and with as little interpretation as possible, a kind of randomization. But chicken guts are hard to read and invite flights of fancy or corruption.

If you were just intent on killing people you could do better with a bomb made of agricultural fertiliser.

I have this extraordinary curiosity about all subjects of the natural and human world and the interaction between the physical sciences and the social sciences.