I almost didn't finish this. It isn't really a novel; it reads like notes from one of my father's sociology lectures crossed with alarmist Wired articles. The characters were cardboard, propped up to lecture about all the evils of totalitarian monopolies. It had about as much subtlety and finesse as a HuffPo listicle. The two stars I'm giving it are for raising important questions about privacy and social interaction, but this is a slog and I wouldn't recommend it to anyone.