Ay yi yi... could Thomas Friedman be more breathless, condescending and self-centered? I'm thinking probably not. I'm less interested in the path of his "flat world" epiphany than in its causes and implications -- and I found it difficult to filter his personal and naive amazement from the equation. His wanton neologisms, combined with his inordinant wordiness made the latter half of the book unreadable. Fortunately, I remembered that I'm a product of a high-end, liberal arts education, and I know how to skim... His chapter on "Glocalism" was mildly interesting, but I would have to say, having plowed through the whole book, that the gist of it is laid out completely in the introduction. No need to read further.