2012 Prognostication Quiz: Question 13

2012 Prognostication Quiz: Question 13 - 15, Death

Ravi Shankar, perhaps the best-known contemporary Indian musician, passed away yesterday. This means that (s) Ravi Shankar is now a correct answer to Question 13 - 15 of the 2012 Prognostication Quiz. This was very surprising to everyone in the Prognostication Quiz, since nearly everyone expected him to survive another three weeks to see 2013. Only one person thought that Shankar might pass on this year:

The sitar hater:
Ekrem

I also get the feeling that Ekrem did not really want to pick Shankar. Rather, he needed an answer S near the end to get his prizewinning entry "BAD ABBA FADED FAST" to come out correctly.

Although this small victory pulls Ekrem up into the tie for second place, he still has nearly no chance of winning overall. For his tie-break, he predicted that the Dow will fall 99.1% from its current position to close the year at 116. Even if we fall off the fiscal cliff and break our fical neck, I really don't see that happening.

The summary from the last post remains in effect:

Kevin wins with the Dow anywhere under 12,400
Cameron wins between 12,400 and 12,884
Megan wins between 12,884 and 13,050
Keila wins between 13,050 and 13,200 OR over 14,000
Russell wins between 13,200 and 13,296
Ellen wins between 13,297 and 13,344
Sarah M. wins between 13,344 and 14,000

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