1.0When Life Hands you Lemonshttp://jason-fu.com/blogJasonhttp://jason-fu.com/blog/author/jasonfu9966/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="041IxcTIWE"><a href="http://jason-fu.com/blog/the-president/">The President</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="http://jason-fu.com/blog/the-president/embed/#?secret=041IxcTIWE" width="600" height="338" title="“The President” — When Life Hands you Lemons" data-secret="041IxcTIWE" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script> /*! This file is auto-generated */ !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); //# sourceURL=http://jason-fu.com/blog/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js </script>I (and probably a lot of other people) have a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that policemen are people, too. The people that pull you over have lives. Parents, friends, maybe kids. They went to elementary school. Graduated college. What about other people? Everybody has a past. Even that homeless person on […]