In my younger years, when I talked to less people and entertained myself by walking around my town, I used to wonder if I ever came up in conversations I would never hear with people I didn’t associate with. This was not too long before literally everyone had a smartphone. In the years following I have a social media presence. I probably post on social media a few times a week, whether by me actually posting or sharing something, between Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and this blog. Because of this, I imagine it’s something of an infinite-monkeys-with-infinite-typewriters scenario, and there is a more than likely chance that something I have posted has been screencapped by someone, and they have sent it to their friends. Maybe they liked what I said, or maybe they think I’m naïve. Maybe they like me or maybe they don’t, and everything I add to the Socialsphere adds to their derision. I think most people, whether they know it or not, exist as a screenshot on someone’s phone, as a brief topic in someone’s messages. And maybe it is flattering to you or maybe it isn’t, and there’s something terrifying about that.
Last Friday students at my alma mater, Wyoming Valley West, took to the streets in protest of the school’s oppressive heat and ever-restrictive dress code. After outside temperatures got into the high 80s, indoor temperatures rose past 100. There were reports of students fainting in class. Schools around the area with faulty air conditioning were let out but WVW had not. Seeing this as an injustice, students left school. The protest garnered local media coverage that Friday and was the hottest local story that day.
Season 23 of John was a roller-coaster of events, even though the work story arc calmed down for the most part.