Game-Theory Guru

On a recent Sunday, I showed up on Tom Schelling’s doorstep in Chevy Chase, Maryland, for lunch. Although it was still 25 minutes before noon, he uncorked some wine—red for him, white for me—and we sat down for a chat in a living room that boasted two Chagalls on the walls (and one painting that might just be by Chagall, Tom thinks, although he hasn’t had it looked at by an expert).