What’s In a Number?

For those old enough to remember comedian, Jack Benny, he insisted on remaining 39 years old on stage despite his actual age.  Some women today still coyly respond “39” when asked their age.

Well, they probably wouldn’t if they lived in Afghanistan.  The number 39 is a big no-no in Afghan society.  According to a recent article in the WSJ, “the curse of 39, which swirled through Kabul over the past year, is the latest myth in a largely illiterate country steeped in rumor, superstition and urban legend.”

Thirty-nine has become a byword for prostitution and if your car’s license plates end in that number, you’re probably not going to be able to sell it to anyone.  If your cell phone number contains 39, most people block the number so others can’t see it.  One shopkeeper turning 39 is bracing himself to face a year of mocking, insults and off-color banter.

This all sounds pretty silly but we, here, in America also have our superstitions.  The number thirteen is often considered bad luck and, according to Otis Elevators, 75% of American buildings do not have a 13th floor.

Whether you’re visiting China where many buildings don’t have a 4th, 14th or 24th, etc. floors because “four” sounds very much like “death” in Mandarin, or Afghanistan where you don’t want to utter the number 39, or you stay indoors on Friday the 13th, it’s all up to you.  But when it comes to numbers, there are real reasons – not just mere superstition – to be concerned.

At this time in America, I think one frightening number is 47.  According to a recent Gallup poll, forty-seven percent of Americans believe the government should “redistribute wealth” in the U.S. by enacting heavy taxes on the “rich.”  (I discussed rich vs. poor in “Who’s Rich? Who’s Poor?”)

If at all possible, an event scarier number is 51 which represents the percentage of Americans who pay no federal income tax because either their incomes are too low, or they qualify for enough credits (another word for “welfare”), deductions and exemptions to eliminate their liability.

The number 9 has to be very unlucky for millions of people in the U.S.  That’s because our unemployment rate has been at or over 9% the last two years despite our administration’s promises that the massive spending in the American Recovery and Reinvestment Act of 2009 was going to improve our economy.  How’s that worked out for you?

Finally, if you really want to be frightened by a number, and not because of some superstition, check out the National Debt Clock which shows, not just a static number, but our national debt in real time which continues to rise by the second.  I’m not going to bother to include the entire 14 trillion number because by the time you read this, the number will have changed.  This goes way beyond scary.

Right now, I like the number 11612; actually it’s 11-6-12, election day 2012.  I prefer to be optimistic and hope for major changes in Washington, D.C. come November 6, 2012.  We’ll see what happens.

Do you have a lucky number?

Author Bio:

For over twenty years, Leona has tried to heed her husband’s advice, “you don’t have to say everything you think.” She’s failed miserably. Licensed to practice law in California and Washington, she works exclusively in the area of child abuse and neglect. She considers herself a news junkie and writes about people and events on her website, “I Don’t Get It,” which she describes as the “musings of an almost 60-year old conservative woman on political, social and cultural life in America.” It’s not her intention to offend anyone who “gets it.” She just doesn’t. Originally from Brooklyn, and later Los Angeles, she now lives with her husband, Michael, on a beautiful island in the Pacific Northwest, which she describes as a bastion of liberalism.
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  • Vince Ricardo

    I don’t know about a lucky number, but 08 turned out to be a pretty unlucky one. Not a surprisingly unlucky one, though, if you were paying attention before 08.

  • Roger Ward

    My house is in a well-off area that has become the “Beverly Hills” of the Chinese community. My house number is 144.

    A couple of times a week, I’m approached by real estate agents, begging me to sell. Finally, I agreed to meet with one insistent agent who showed up with his buyer. One minute into the conversation, the buyer said “this house is very bad luck — double death!”. At this point, I said “did you not know the address before you came? Get the fuck out of here and take your superstitious BS with you.” Does this make me an ugly American? Probably — but no uglier than this rude potential buyer.

    I’m surrounded by Chinese in their 8,000 square foot, three million dollar houses and they don’t bother me a bit. I’m not prejudiced against them at all …. but I am prejudiced against their superstitions. It’s always surprising to me that such an advanced culture with thousands of years of history can carry with it such a deep-rooted superstition.

    Oh, well, I don’t want to sell anyway.