feel like worth also checking these out yourself if you can. i want to try to read at least half of each of them this month. (and id like to finish them eventually too). tweet in comments where ill post excerpts

You live in a house with two way mirrors for ceilings, through which unseen observers look down at everything you do. You have heard they record what they see, and do something with it, but you don't get to know what. You can't see this happening, it's just something you've heard. Everyone you know lives in this house, it's where you do everything.

Meanwhile, thousands of diligent unpaid volunteers work every day to rebuild everything you enjoy inside the mirror house, all it's amenities, but without the mirrors, without the observers, with locks on the doors and curtains in the windows. They do this for free, and they give their work away for free, content in the knowledge that it's work worth doing. It's a little less fancy, a little less stylish, but everything is there.

You try to tell your friends and loved ones about the other house, and they look confused. You show them the other house and they drag their feet in the doorway and say, well, everyone I know is already in the mirror house. All my stuff is in the mirror house, my movies, my music, my memories and keepsakes. And besides, I have nothing to hide. I'm not important enough to need privacy anyway.

How do you explain that they don't have to be any particular person to deserve privacy?