You can only help people when they are ready. Poker is a game of deception. But in this case, I told the man next to me I had two pair and he still called with one. Was he getting the right odds to call? No. Was he practically drawing dead? Yes. Remember Matthew 6:26? "Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?" Well I'm a much better poker player. But I don't always get to be the winner. Even when I try to help a guy out. I'm so upset I am actually going biblical!
This has happened a thousand times to me at the table. It could potentially happen another thousand times too. But I keep the faith. I keep the faith that the true odds of a situation will actually come to fruition and common sense will prevail.
But the thing I am thinking about is how you can't help people until they are ready. He wanted to draw with a pair against all odds. And that is what he did. We have all done it. We have all tried to help someone who didn't want to listen. We have all begged our buddies not to get involved with someone who is bad news by all accounts. But they do it anyway. We have all seen the writing on the wall and just bombed at getting the message across to the ones we love. It sucks.
All you can do is put on your damage control hat and know the birdbrains of the world are going to find a way to get fed.