Dreams of New Earth

Matt was telling me about the erosion of his differentials.

‘It’s not that I’m complaining,’ he said. ‘I wouldn’t like you to think I’m complaining. I’m just saying that with all this equality coming in, there were bound to be losers as well as winners, and I happen to be one of them. Maybe I deserve to be. Maybe I was grinding the faces of the poor without knowing it. In fact, I probably was.’

It wasn’t that he begrudged everyone else being as well-off as him these days, he explained. Nor did he begrudge them being as good-looking. It was just that nowadays, without his differentials – with everyone being on the same level, so to speak – he couldn’t get a girlfriend.

In the old days, it hadn’t been a problem.

‘In fact, I didn’t really think about it at the time. Girls were always there, always available…

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