I am still in the process of getting to know my students this year. The first quarter just ended. My classes are large. And being a California high school teacher, every human being I ever encounter on campus is, of course, perpetually masked up. Still, the students know that I am the teacher who just wrote a book about their generation that garnered a fair amount of attention. Being kids, most of them couldn’t care less about the content of the book. They wanted to know what it was like to be on national TV, or go on the podcasts of famous former politicians, or joust with rowdy radio hosts. Did I win a “blue check” on any of my social media accounts? After all, I am a proud non-politician, non-pundit, non-celebrity. I have been, and will always be, a high school teacher who lives for the classroom. And yet, …