My phone was bought. It was paid for. It is mine, and I ought to be able to choose what apps I want. This is the way America used to work. Nosiree, says the monolith from Cupertino: You will take what we offer. We know best and, besides, your phone is not yours. It is ours (or sometimes the government’s) and so when you are sleeping the phone could be do anything it wants. And there is nothing you can do about it.
— Excerpt from Richard Cohen’s Dear Apple: Can I please own my phone?