Old chestnuts need cracking.
I’m taking a course on population, demographics. The professor gleefully reported that old, much passed-along nut that in Washington, DC, women outnumber men by a factor of five. After he said this with great excitement few times, adding how wonderful that had seemed in his youth in the city, decades ago, I raised my hand and said that the ratio is more like one-to-one. He scoffed, and disagreed.
To my rescue came a young woman in the class – compared to me, they’re all young — with one of those hand-held devices that can replace a roomful of brains. She instantly pulled up a little teeny Census Bureau table showing a slight preponderance of females, something like 110 women for every 100 men.