Sod maths. I always hated it and I still do. Your statistical analysis only accounts for the number of people in the world and is therefore partial, making it wrong.
Let me explain:
Combine these factors and my odds are indeed at least a billion to one against being a stabbing victim. It's not just about counting bodies, you know.
- Firstly, I'm a short bloke and as such I have good sprinting muscles. I may be old, but I can still do 100 yards in under 14 seconds. The people who want to stab me are normally quite tall and, although they can jog for ages, I can generally beat them in a sprint. This significantly increases my odds of escape.
- Secondly, I'm an insignificant little runt. I'd probably be overlooked completely in any stabbing scenario.
- Thirdly, being small, I'm harder to hit.
- Point four - as an avid watcher of BBC News, I always wear a stab vest when I go out, making me much safer.
- Fifth point - I don't actually live in London and only go there to watch Spurs or get my Lucky Wife's car serviced. My neighbourhood is lower middle class. There are very few stabbings in rural Hertfordshire, where I spend 97.84% of my life..
THE RESULT
As there's only about one stabbing every 5 days in the capital I've multiplied 9 million by 5. Then I've modestly multiplied that figure by two for each of the five other factors (bullet points, above) you have failed to take into account. This gives a total of one billion four hundred and forty million.
So, in reality, my chances are significantly better than I estimated. I could probably leave the stab vest at home when I get the car serviced.
If you're going to get involved in a row about statistics, gather the facts first, mate.
ps - I hate the term, 'fella'.
Your honour, the defence rests !