Modern analytics described in three old jokes.
The drunk under the lamppost
A man is on his hands and knees, looking for something under a lamppost and obviously not finding it. The neighborhood policeman asks what he is doing.
“I’m looking for my keys.”
“Did you lose them around here?”
“Not exactly; I think they fell out of my pocket down the street a bit.”
“Then why aren’t you looking for them down the street?”
“The light is better over here.”
Some people use statistics the way a drunk uses a lamppost — more for support than for illumination.
Seek and …
A family that’s looking to start organic gardening has a large pile of manure dumped into their backyard. Their daughter grabs a shovel and digs in excitedly, shouting:
“Look at all this … stuff! There must be a pony in here somewhere!!”