Winning the Uterine Lottery

I look around outside my quiet imaginary neighborhood. It’s the only neighborhood in the world, and there are a total of 24 houses.

One whole side of the road has no internet access, and all of those houses are in a really poor state of repair. Back on my side of the road, some of the houses are starting to get dilapidated, but there are 3 or 4 that stand out. These homes are built solidly, well-insulated so as to stay warm in the winter and dry when it rains.

Even better, the house I live in is a little bit nicer than those other houses. The exterior is sturdy enough to withstand any storm, but the inside is nice and modern, with the fastest wi-fi on the block. My house has more food than any other house—in fact, so much more food than we could possibly eat.

In summary, I live in the best house on the block.

The World as a Neighborhood

In my quiet imaginary neighborhood, each house represents a different nation, and the conditions of the homes mirror the living standards of those count…