{"id":482,"date":"2008-02-02T16:08:00","date_gmt":"2008-02-02T20:08:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.contrapositivediary.com\/?p=482"},"modified":"2009-01-14T23:10:24","modified_gmt":"2009-01-15T03:10:24","slug":"banging-our-shins","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.contrapositivediary.com\/?p=482","title":{"rendered":"Banging Our Shins"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Groundhog Day. Snowing like hell here, and not only didn&apos;t our               groundhog see his shadow, he couldn&apos;t even get out of his burrow.               Nor did we get out of ours: Carol and I slept in and spent part               of the afternoon watching&#8230;<i>Groundhog Day<\/i>.<\/p>\n<p>I was going to write a longish essay on what may be the finest               film of the past fifty years, but I realized that <a href=\"http:\/\/www.nationalreview.com\/flashback\/goldberg200602020835.asp\">someone               else had already written it<\/a>. Basically, What He Said. <\/p>\n<p>To be human is to learn better, no matter how much it hurts. Some               catch on faster than others, and while it&apos;s clear that a lot of               people die before they learn much of anything at all, I&apos;m not going               to be so arrogant as to claim confident knowledge that death is               the end of all learning. Maybe we&apos;re only beginning. Of course it&apos;s               better to learn sooner than later\u2014but if the alternative is               to keep banging our shins on things without end, I&apos;m guessing that               even the worst of us will eventually figure it out.<\/p>\n<p>That&apos;s the message of <i>Groundhog Day<\/i>: You repeat Sixth Grade               until you learn the lessons. Then it&apos;s on to Seventh Grade. (I&apos;m good with that. You               can have Eternal Rest. Give me Eternal Challenge!)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Groundhog Day. Snowing like hell here, and not only didn&apos;t our groundhog see his shadow, he couldn&apos;t even get out of his burrow. Nor did we get out of ours: Carol and I slept in and spent part of the afternoon watching&#8230;Groundhog Day. I was going to write a longish essay on what may be [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[42],"class_list":["post-482","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daybook","tag-religion"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.contrapositivediary.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/482","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.contrapositivediary.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.contrapositivediary.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.contrapositivediary.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.contrapositivediary.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=482"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/www.contrapositivediary.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/482\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":494,"href":"http:\/\/www.contrapositivediary.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/482\/revisions\/494"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.contrapositivediary.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=482"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.contrapositivediary.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=482"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.contrapositivediary.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=482"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}