Back in the days when Los Alamos was a small company town, a noted theoretical physicist was called as a witness for the prosecution. Rising to take the stand, the great man smiled and nodded affably in the direction of the jury box.
This infuriated the defence counsel. “Your Honor, I don’t see how my client can get a fair trial here,” he said angrily. Turning to the professor, he demanded, “I want your answer, and remember that you are under oath. Do you, or do you not, know more than half the member of this jury?”
The physicist smiled. “Under oath, I can easily swear that I know more than all of them put together.”