{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"Soft Sensibilities","provider_url":"https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog","author_name":"Kimberly","author_url":"https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/author\/kimberlypearl-92gmail-com\/","title":"The Art of Distance &#8226; Soft Sensibilities","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"33iT8pKMli\"><a href=\"https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/the-art-of-distance\/\">The Art of Distance<\/a><\/blockquote><iframe sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" src=\"https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/the-art-of-distance\/embed\/#?secret=33iT8pKMli\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" title=\"&#8220;The Art of Distance&#8221; &#8212; Soft Sensibilities\" data-secret=\"33iT8pKMli\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\"><\/iframe><script type=\"text\/javascript\">\n\/* <![CDATA[ *\/\n\/*! This file is auto-generated *\/\n!function(d,l){\"use strict\";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&\"undefined\"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!\/[^a-zA-Z0-9]\/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),c=new RegExp(\"^https?:$\",\"i\"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display=\"none\";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute(\"style\"),\"height\"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):\"link\"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute(\"src\")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener(\"message\",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener(\"DOMContentLoaded\",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll(\"iframe.wp-embedded-content\"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute(\"data-secret\"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+=\"#?secret=\"+t,e.setAttribute(\"data-secret\",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:\"ready\",secret:t},\"*\")},!1)))}(window,document);\n\/\/# sourceURL=https:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/wp-includes\/js\/wp-embed.min.js\n\/* ]]> *\/\n<\/script>\n","description":"Yesterday marked my first full week working from home, and two weeks since I finally took COVID-19 seriously. Just three weeks ago I was another millennial contrarian convinced that the coronavirus was something over-dramatized; I dismissed it as another strategy of 21st-century yellow journalism during times of political (global) angst surrounding election year. In a matter of days, though, everything seemed to rise, crumble, and fall at once: This wasn&#8217;t just something fabricated or millions of miles away: this was a global pandemic. Is. Fact: the media is manipulative. Discernment is crucial, and I admit my own apathy because it takes work to distill the truth. I know I rejected the initial whispers of paranoia (around November) because all (US-based) news surrounding COVID-19 was tainted with racism, both inherent and politically driven. And as much I know why I refused it all\u2014how could I subscribe to it when the media helped incite such hate and violence\u2014I&#8217;m most appalled by why I was able to take it so lightly. I, from Jersey suburbia, had the privilege of picking and choosing what I wanted to hear, to take seriously, because that wasn&#8217;t happening\u00a0here. Truly, I&#8217;m ashamed; I&#8217;m no better than the other&hellip;","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/kimberlypearl.co\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/IMG_7640.jpg"}