You get up one morning, like you do most mornings, brew your cup of coffee in your Breville machine and sit down to have some liquid black gold and scroll through your phone. Nothing new in the social media world. This person hating on that person. This politician bashing that one. Pretty soon, you check the time again, realize you’re running late now and stand up to head out. You grab your laptop, hop in your Tesla and head out to Sunset Boulevard. Off you go, NPR on the radio, coffee in hand, the thought never crossing your mind that you will not see your house or anything inside of it ever again.
It will soon cross the minds of everyone in the Pacific Palisades neighborhood of Los Angeles. And then everyone in Malibu, Brentwood, Santa Monica and, soon, four other cities in Southern California.
