You know what else is a room without windows? Motherfucking prison. Human rights literature frequently classifies prisons with poor human rights standards as lacking proper ventilation. Why the fuck is it okay for offices and educational institutions to do this when it’s not even okay for prisons?
Sitting in a room without windows with other people increases the room temperature and results in inhaling pieces of them. I don’t care how much you vacuum the fuck out of a carpet, if there are no windows in a room then you’re just moving people’s skin cells around with the dust.
When I’ve been in a room without windows for too long, my throat gets sore. And I start sneezing and coughing up the other people in the room. Because dead skin cells have been fucking detonated into the air with a vacuum cleaner like a physical form of the foul historical annals of everyone who has ever been in the room, and they have traveled through my respiratory system.
My suburban elementary school was in a building with classrooms that had no windows. I got sick pretty much every week. Chicken pox fucking tore through our school like the motherfucking black plague. So did lice. That’s worse than a prison with poor human rights standards; that’s like a prison with poor human rights standards from the motherfucking medieval times.
Why the fuck would anyone ever do this? Windows aren’t hard. They’re negative space. They’re just a lack of wall. How hard is it to make a fucking hole?
Every crowded room without a window has at least one person who doesn’t shower enough or has smelly feet or farts a lot or whatever, and there’s really nothing like a fucking hot fart in a hot fucking poorly ventilated room to make you want to jump out the window except there FUCKING ISN’T ONE.
I wrote this post while sweating in a muggy windowless room full of people after I gave up hope in trying to follow whatever the meeting was about because I could barely see in front of me anymore. A bit of in medias res participatory blogging for you.
*Photo from Stuff.