First I thought of David Brin's novel "Earth" -- for which he claims over a dozen correct predictions. Then I remembered (proving yatima2975 correct):

"There is something new: A globe about the size of a grapefruit, a perfectly detailed rendition of Planet Earth, hanging in space at arm's length in front of his eyes. Hiro has heard about this but never seen it. It is a piece of CIC software called, simply, Earth. It is the user interface that CIC uses to keep track of every bit of spatial information that it owns - all the maps, weather data, architectural plans, and satellite surveillance stuff."

"Hiro has been thinking that in a few years, if he does really well in the intel biz, maybe he will make enough money to subscribe to Earth and get this thing in his office. Now it is suddenly here, free of charge...."
 
[Snow Crash, by Neal Stephenson, Bantam, 1992]

It is kvetching for me to comment that, years before Neal S., I'd submitted a novel manuscript (The Leisure of the Theory Class) whose central character was named "J. Random Protagonist." The central plot conceit was incomprehensible to SF editors then (1980s), but obvious now.

Intergalactic superconducting aliens download AI worm through radio telescope, which takes over Astrophysics department computer, gets astrophysics grad students to put susbtance in town water supply that makes one hypnotically susceptible to anything a computer tells you. Grad student rock group "The Shoes" (stagenames: Sneaker, Bootie, Loafer, and Pump) play audio jamming (think "Mars Attacks")which saves the world. I've retarted writing the sequel: "Cold War Cosmos."