{"id":64437,"date":"2020-06-27T12:14:03","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T16:14:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=64437"},"modified":"2020-06-27T12:14:03","modified_gmt":"2020-06-27T16:14:03","slug":"zoom-bomb","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/zoom-bomb\/","title":{"rendered":"Zoom Bomb"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Zoom Bomb<\/p>\n<p>In these pandemic times<br \/>\nour poetry events are virtual,<br \/>\nHollywood Square boxes<br \/>\nwith smiling faces waiting<br \/>\nfor feature poets, open mic,<br \/>\na chance to chat at the end.<\/p>\n<p>Last night, I was a feature,<br \/>\nwore a sparkly purple top,<br \/>\nmatching eyeliner and shadow,<br \/>\nmascara and a hint of violet<br \/>\non my lips, gold dangle earrings<br \/>\nand I was ready for my close-up.<\/p>\n<p>Not long after assembling<br \/>\nin our Zoom Room, we were bombed.<br \/>\nI had heard of it happening but this<br \/>\nwas my first raid. It was horrid,<br \/>\nfuzzy video but enough seen,<br \/>\ndepraved audio that flushed my cheeks,<br \/>\nturned my stomach, made me gasp on mic.<br \/>\nHow could he, such debase verbiage,<br \/>\ntaunting to shut down our meeting,<br \/>\nand then he was joined by another guy<br \/>\nand then, a female.<\/p>\n<p>Our host was remarkable, cool and<br \/>\ncalm efficient, muting the diatribes,<br \/>\nushering them out, zooming to slam<br \/>\nthe virtual door \u2013 she was our hero;<br \/>\nwe resumed our poetry event, which was<br \/>\nan amazing assemblage of poets from<br \/>\naround the world, over 40 participants<br \/>\nwith the open mic.<\/p>\n<p>Perhaps the raiders would be disappointed<br \/>\nto learn that they didn\u2019t stop our event,<br \/>\ndidn\u2019t crush our spirit, didn\u2019t destroy<br \/>\nour human sense of ethics with their trash talk.<br \/>\nI do wonder how empty their lives must be<br \/>\nthat bombing a Zoom poetry event<br \/>\nis how they get their kicks.<\/p>\n<p>~ J R Turek<br \/>\nJune 27, 2020<br \/>\nHour 4<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Zoom Bomb In these pandemic times our poetry events are virtual, Hollywood Square boxes with smiling faces waiting for feature poets, open mic, a chance to chat at the end. Last night, I was a feature, wore a sparkly purple top, matching eyeliner and shadow,&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1325,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-64437","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64437","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1325"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=64437"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64437\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":64449,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64437\/revisions\/64449"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=64437"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=64437"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=64437"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}