Jaron Lanier on fighting Big Tech's 'manipulation engine'

Jaron Lanier arrives a little late for our lunch at a Peruvian restaurant in London's Fitzrovia, having been distracted by a Ukrainian shepherd's flute. As excuses go, that one is certainly novel. His polite minder had warned me of the delay, explaining that Lanier had been "sucked into the vortex" of Hobgoblin Music, a shop for rare musical instruments next door.