Baby You're Much Too Fast

Down the road from my house there is a small used-car lot that seems to be going out of business. Each week they have fewer and fewer cars. There is one car, however, that, against all odds, never seems to sell. I am speaking, of course, about the silver Dodge Grand Caravan with terrifying bat demon graphics on the hood. (see below)

This may seem silly to you at first. Why in the world would someone not want this car? Lots of people want safe, reliable minivans, and just as many want a car with bitchin’ bat demon graphics. But as large as these two interest groups are, there is very little overlap between them (see diagram below).

Why has this car not yet sold? Because I have yet to make an offer. Clearly, this van was predestined to come to me and only to me. Who else besides God would know to put that particular van, with those singularly effervescent images, in the one car lot where the one interested person, me, would be certain to see it? Nobody, that’s who. It is…my destiny.