So it seems that these four rabbis had a series of theological
   arguments, and three were always in accord against the fourth.
   One day, the odd rabbi out, after the usual "3 to 1, majority
   rules" statement that signified that he had lost again, decided
   to appeal to a higher authority.  "Oh, God!" he cried.  "I know
   in my heart that I am right and they are wrong!  Please give me
   a sign to prove it to them!"

   It was a beautiful, sunny day.  As soon as the rabbi finished
   his prayer, a storm cloud moved across the sky above the four.
   It rumbled once and dissolved.  "A sign from God!  See, I'm
   right, I knew it!"  But the other three disagreed, pointing out
   that stormclouds form on hot days.

   So the rabbi prayed again: "Oh, God, I need a bigger sign to show
   that I am right and they are wrong.  So please, God, a bigger sign!"

   This time four stormclouds appeared, rushed toward each other
   to form one big cloud, and a bolt of lightning slammed into a
   tree on a nearby hill.  "I told you I was right!" cried the rabbi,
   but friends insisted that nothing had happened that could not
   be explained by natural causes.

   The rabbi is getting ready to ask for a *very big* sign, but just
   as he says "Oh God..." the sky turns pitch black, the earth shakes,
   and a deep, booming voice intones, "HEEEEEEEE'S RIIIIIIIGHT!"

   The rabbi puts his hands on his hips, turns to the other three,
   and says, "Well?"

   "So," shrugged one of the other rabbis, "now it's 3 to 2!"