*a professor of politics or theory or something of the sort had two horseshoes hanging by his door.
a friend, dropping by for a visit paused to ask the professor,
clearly a man beyond the hocus pocus of four leaf clovers and the like,
why he would have two lucky horseshoes by his door..?
the professor replied, “of course, of course I don’t believe that sort of b.s.
but you know, the thing is, some one had told me they would be effective
even if i didn’t believe in them, so i figured there was no harm in trying.”
(a rough almost pointless paraphrase of the same story told by Slavoj Zizek… invoked even though, of course, i don’t believe in it, *wink.)