«Almost immediately, the Chinese asked us to start censoring search results,» Maya said. «Google agreed. The company line was hilarious: ‹We›re not doing evil — we're giving consumers access to a better search tool! If we showed them search results they couldn't get to, that would just frustrate them. It would be a bad user experience.'»

«Now what?» Greg pushed a dog away from him. Maya looked hurt.

"Now you're a person of interest, Greg.

You're Googlestalked. Now you live your life with someone constantly looking over your shoulder. You know the mission statement, right? ‹Organize the World›s Infor­mation.' Everything. Give it five years, we'll know how many turds were in the bowl before you flushed. Combine that with automated suspicion of anyone who matches a statistical picture of a bad guy and you're — "