Misanthropic Pretentiousness is all too common in much of heady speculative fiction, but this book might take the cake. A book, sold as being about Sapient Octopi, has probably 10 whole pages about Octopuses. Instead, the book would much rather indulge in the misery-fueled pseudo-philosophical ramblings of its idiotic characters. Terribly inaccurate science (the author clearly knows nothing about AI), even worse philosophy (humanity bad, me sad!!!), and bizarre social commentary (Theocrats and Techno-capitalists are the heroes? Eco-warriors in an eco-dystopia are the villains???), this book is sure to disappoint any Octopus fans ๐ ๐