{"id":461,"date":"2015-12-02T16:42:49","date_gmt":"2015-12-03T00:42:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.turningplanet.org\/blog\/?p=461"},"modified":"2015-12-02T18:11:24","modified_gmt":"2015-12-03T02:11:24","slug":"interlude-for-san-bernardino","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.turningplanet.org\/blog\/interlude-for-san-bernardino\/","title":{"rendered":"Interlude &#8211; for San Bernardino"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Let\u2019s make him fly, says Milo, about his foam board Santa hitched to tottering, prop-legged reindeer when we get out the Christmas decorations. And I believe him. I believe in him. I have to. Because more people were gunned down today. People who help people were gunned down today. So sweet five-year-old boy, I will help your dreams fly. And your toys, too. As long as they\u2019re not camo-assault-patrol toys. Fucking Lego Chima Lions who get to be the noble guardians in armored tanks, making sure those sneaky ravens and reptiles behave themselves. A racist police state in bookish disguise. The same old story: brushstroke bad guys undermining good guys and good guys thinking they are morally invincible. I won\u2019t play that game. I will help your blue-nosed reindeer fly, and in my less assured moments I will pretend I have angel wings, feathered and spreading behind me, so I can stand the pain.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Let\u2019s make him fly, says Milo, about his foam board Santa hitched to tottering, prop-legged reindeer when we get out the Christmas decorations. And I believe him. I believe in him. I have to. Because more people were gunned down today. People who help people were gunned down today. So sweet five-year-old boy, I will&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[4,13,6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-461","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-motherhood","category-poetry","category-social-change"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4goq1-7r","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.turningplanet.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/461","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.turningplanet.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.turningplanet.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.turningplanet.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.turningplanet.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=461"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/www.turningplanet.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/461\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":463,"href":"http:\/\/www.turningplanet.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/461\/revisions\/463"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.turningplanet.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=461"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.turningplanet.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=461"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.turningplanet.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=461"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}