A review by in_praise_of_idlenesss
Snow Crash by Neal Stephenson

3.0

there is a misconnection with me and this book. these people are doing all these things, there is this endless and constant action, but i can’t help constantly wondering why. why are you doing all this? why would you not go home lay down in bed and never leave like i do? i see no reason for any of this at all. show me the tower of babel, some babbling, and edgy hi-tech shit and it’s like… ok i got poor impulse control too but i’m not gonna fuck a 15 yr old lollllllll