The Hidden Moderators

Imagine your workday looks something like this…

You clock in at 8:59 am, with a minute to spare as you settle in front of your computer to begin your shift. You take a deep breath, clear your mind, and log into your work account.

You’re immediately presented with graphic footage of a beheading. You grimace but resist the urge to look away. This is your job after all. After steeling yourself, you click a delete button. As easy as deleting an email.

Next, you’re suddenly on a live stream. A young adult is ranting about losing his job. How…