{"id":1614,"date":"2008-03-21T09:29:13","date_gmt":"2008-03-21T13:29:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2008\/03\/21\/feeling-violated\/"},"modified":"2008-03-21T09:29:13","modified_gmt":"2008-03-21T13:29:13","slug":"feeling-violated","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2008\/03\/21\/feeling-violated\/","title":{"rendered":"Feeling Violated"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Last night I stored the scooter in the garage since it was supposed to be so cold and windy today (not much fun scootering about with 40 mile per hour winds and a windchill hovering in the low teens). However, when Randy and I prepared to leave this morning, we noticed some peculiar things:<\/p>\n<p>First, one of the garage windows was wide open. The second thing was that some slats to the tall wooden fence in our backyard were either missing or damaged. Randy&#8217;s best guess is that somebody tried to climb over the fence, then tried to sneak into our garage. <\/p>\n<p>They wouldn&#8217;t have gotten much very easily since the two cars filling most of the garage either had the &#8220;club&#8221; on the wheel, Lojack, or an alarm&#8230;or all three. The scooter was also double-locked. The only other item in there that anybody could have taken was the snowblower against the back wall&#8230;but to steal that would require moving the cars our first.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, I suppose it appears to be a theft attempt. I suppose it could have been the wind (perhaps a heavy gust of wind snapped a piece of fence or caused a limb to hit the fence? We did wake up to find trash barrels rolling around the neighborhood, so that&#8217;s not unlikely). Or perhaps (and I know this is pushing it), maybe the wind coming up from under the garage door was so strong that the pressure caused the window to slide upward.<\/p>\n<p>No, I think we were violated. Maybe it&#8217;s time to move to rural Vermont. I wonder if Bennington is hiring?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last night I stored the scooter in the garage since it was supposed to be so cold and windy today (not much fun scootering about with 40 mile per hour winds and a windchill hovering in the low teens). However, when Randy and I prepared to leave this morning, we noticed some peculiar things: First, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":74,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1614","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1614","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/74"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1614"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1614\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1614"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1614"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1614"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}