Man, this country is crazy. This group of kids decided they wanted to play Bob Dylan’s song Master of War. Someone heard the last line and called the Secret Service to say the kids were signing about killing Bush. Crazy. We used to play that song all the time, didn’t know who Bush was at the time.
The final lines, written a couple of decades ago:
“You might say that I’m young. You might say I’m unlearned, but there’s one thing I know, though I’m younger than you, even Jesus would never forgive what you do And I hope that you die and your death’ll come soon. I will follow your casket in the pale afternoon. And I’ll watch while you’re lowered down to your deathbed. And I’ll stand o’er your grave til I’m sure that you’re dead.”
In an unrelated incident, students doing handstands and cartwheels were suspended in Los Angeles.
“Our first concern is the safety of all children,” San Jose-Edison Academy Principal Denise Patton told the San Gabriel Valley Tribune.
We will now return you to the sanity of blogosphere. Should any students play kickball, have a juice box, or sneak into the movies we will interrupt your blog surfing to keep you informed.