Already distracted enough from the PDF textbook I’d gotten sidetracked from reading, I heard an intense, booming voice emanating through the decades old brick walls of the Student Center. From the second floor, I quickly packed my things and rushed outdoors to its stairwell balcony, searching frantically for the source. Was it some crazed preacher taking advantage of the warm weather to force his fire and brimstone speech upon impressionable youths? A local madman ranting and raving his personal truth? Yet another student protestor, this one armed with a more boisterous tone than usual? I had to know. I had to meet this man.

Turns out it was just some dude filming a (vertical!) video for The Internet. Why must today’s unapologetics be the most conformist?