Hard to annotate this one, because I feel like Rupert Giles when he says “the subtext is increasingly becoming, um, text.” Points to Flo for the creepypasta reference.

To be honest, this scene makes me feel a bit guilty for reasons unrelated to its writing. From 2015 to earlier this year, I had a gig giving feedback to a designer of search algorithms. I won’t name names, but their work has probably affected search results you’ve gotten at some point. It was stimulating work, and I felt like it helped some people out…but I left partly out of frustration with what the company regarded as “evenhandedness.” It may have been possible for smart, honest people to believe that Fox News and CNN were sources of equal validity in the 1990s. It’s not the 1990s anymore. We had an insurrection.

I did voice my concerns. But I don’t know. I feel like I could’ve done more, raised a bigger fuss. I’ve always been leery of companies’ attempts to make your employment there part of your identity, and so I didn’t have the sort of connections I could’ve, but…well, there have been times in my life where I’d like to be more Chrissie and less Daniel.