Hi, my name is Ezra Klein, and I'll be reading a brief passage from my new book with something Kenneth Thompson.

No, it's Derek.

Derek Thompson called Abundance.

This is from the preface.

You open your eyes at dawn and turn in your cool bed sheets.

You love your sheets.

Despite the mulling from the banking apps, that is the one subscription you can't afford to cancel.

Your digital corgi neopet opens his cyber eyes and yawns too.

Then, in perfect Spanish, he greets you respectfully and provides you with

a pair of useful X threads to mull over. You smile at him. Unfortunately, your doggy lingo

subscription did lapse. Whatever. Ola to you too, pooch. You raise your hands like an organ player,

poising to play.

A motion which turns on your lights.

Your apartment is amazing.

400 square feet of pure luxury.

Blue LED lights that, yeah, maybe it drove you a little bit insane,

provide some great ambiance to the place. A curved screen monitor that's

already showing the morning's AI managed doge coin arbitrage and a handful of digital screens

showing off the NFTs you've won at work. This tableau is what constitutes your savings.

You smile again as the tap at your window signals. Breakfast is here. Door dashed for the

wind, you say to yourself. You're being knowingly ironic. An armed drone hovers in passively,

and then in a sudden burst of violent movement, flails its articulated arms and throws your

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