You thought the internet was supposed to be an enlightened platform for free speech, enabling massive beneficial social and political change? Think again. It was, of course, created as a defense-related project. It is, of course, funded by wealthy venture capitalists and driven by the appropriation of its users creative output to make money. It will, of course, never be anything else, but at least I Hate the Internet allows you to believe, for a moment, that this is an outrage and before long the world will see that and change. Reading this book is a kind of visceral release, providing justification for every quietly-held theory you've ever had about why the internet is bad, and the personalities behind it are even worse. But in the end, it is a creation of humanity, and is it exactly what we deserve?