{"id":202,"date":"2004-09-08T11:45:00","date_gmt":"2004-09-08T11:45:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/eclecticamateur.wordpress.com\/2004\/09\/08\/beslan"},"modified":"2004-09-08T11:45:00","modified_gmt":"2004-09-08T11:45:00","slug":"beslan","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.znfrey.com\/blog\/2004\/09\/beslan.html\/","title":{"rendered":"Beslan"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When words fail, poetry sometimes suffices:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><i><\/p>\n<pre>\n<br \/>...\n<br \/>And I am sickened by complicity in my race.\n<br \/>To kill in hot savagery like a beast\n<br \/>is understandable.  It is forgivable and curable.\n<br \/>But to kill by design, deliberately, without wrath,\n<br \/>that is the sullen labor that perfects Hell.\n<br \/>...\n<br \/>The morning's news drives sleep out of the head\n<br \/>at night.  Uselessness and horror hold the eyes\n<br \/>open to the dark.  Weary, we lie awake\n<br \/>in the agony of the old giving birth to the new\n<br \/>without assurance that the new will be better.\n<br \/>I look at my son, whose eyes are like a young god's,\n<br \/>they are so open to the world.\n<br \/>I look at my sloping fields now turning\n<br \/>green with the young grass of April.  What must I do\n<br \/>to go free?  I think I must put on\n<br \/>a deathlier knowledge, and prepare to die\n<br \/>rather than enter into the design of man's hate...\n<br \/><\/pre>\n<p><\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Wendell Berry, <i>The Morning&#8217;s News<\/i>, from <a HREF=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/exec\/obidos\/redirect?tag=zachfrey&amp;path=tg\/detail\/-\/0156301717\/qid%3D1094644765\/sr%3D8-1\">Farming: A Handbook<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When words fail, poetry sometimes suffices: &#8230; And I am sickened by complicity in my race. To kill in hot savagery like a beast is understandable. It is forgivable and curable. But to kill by design, deliberately, without wrath, that is the sullen labor that perfects Hell. &#8230; The morning&#8217;s news drives sleep out of [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"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":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-202","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/s2sZgq-beslan","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.znfrey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/202","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.znfrey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.znfrey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.znfrey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.znfrey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=202"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.znfrey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/202\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.znfrey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=202"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.znfrey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=202"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.znfrey.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=202"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}