Ron sent me this one.
A student went to Alabama on a football scholarship. (Substitute your own school here. We in Georgia like to pick on Alabama and call it names like Alabamastan.) He was a great running back, but a poor student.
At graduation, he didn’t have enough credits. But he was a
great football star and the students, who were all uninformed voters, as are most college students outside of science, math and engineering, held a rally and demanded the dean give him a diploma anyway. They were so insistent that the dean agreed if Quazaam could answer one question correctly he would give him a diploma.
The one question test was held in the auditorium and all the uninformed voter
students packed the place. It was standing room only.
The dean was on the stage and told him to come up. The dean had the
diploma in his hand and said, “sir, if you can answer this question
correctly I’ll give you your diploma.” He said he was ready and the dean
asked him the question. “Sir,” he said, “How much is three times seven?”
He looked up at the ceiling and the down at his shoes, just
pondering the question. The Alabama students began chanting, “Graduate him
anyway! Graduate him anyway!”
Then he held up his hand and the auditorium became silent. he said,
“I think I know the answer. Three times seven is twenty-one.”
A hush fell over the auditorium and the students began
another chant. “Give him another chance! Give him another chance!”