This book reminded me of David Spade's snarky character on Saturday Night Live when he said, "Casino? Casinit the first time when it was called Goodfellas." The Store was much better the first time when it was called The Circle. Or more precisely the Circle was to Google what The Store is to Amazon in a world with even more monitoring than the so called "Patriot" Act allowed. The thing that everyone seems to get wrong in their dystopian scenarios is man's ego colliding with the existential reality that nothing will remain of us because we spent most of our time in front of screens hero-worshipping other giant egos. Therefore most of us willingly share our thoughts, feelings, actions and locations publicly in exchange for the very addictive blue thumb. While I like the direction Patterson is going with topics these days his writing still comes up feeling like the love child of Danielle Steel and Michael Crichton. I'm saying it lacks depth.