There once was a time when I'd be on Facebook all day, subscribed to many groups and pages that published really dank memes. And I would enjoy laughing at these memes, and the dankest memes I would duly collect and forward to my mother who is a boomer.

And my mother would duly sift through these forwarded meme images for the dankest of the dank, and then she would eagerly forward them to her friend from church, who also had a large distribution list, and so that is how I became a conduit for the dankest GenZ Facebook memes to the boomer generations in another state.

And then I became a Cybersecurity educator, and our curriculum contained a module on steganography, and we all had the students do a proof-of-concept where they cryptographically embedded secret messages in innocent-looking photograph files.

And that is where my meme-sharing came to a screeching halt, and I deleted every meme I ever collected, and I unsubbed from every possible source, and I began completely ignoring memes, and my mother's distribution dried up. Good god that was absolutely shocking. I have no idea what sort, if any, secret messages I was responsible for, and I hope that we never ever find out!