Anyone who has lived with roommates know that at some point the dishes pile up. Eventually, people forget whose dishes they are and they lose ownership. Eventually someone ends up doing all of it.

 

Comic transcript

Panel One:

Text: Tragedy of the commons as taught in economics.

Farmer One: “We’ve allowed the community to overgraze the pasture.”
Farmer Two: “My god, we may starve this winter.

 

Panel Two

Text: Tragedy of the commons as it applies to my life…

Roommate One: No one has washed these dishes in weeks, and we don’t know whose they are. Someone’s gotta do something.

Roommate Two: I’d rather just starve.