Modern public schools have become microcosms of the police state

<Russian accent>...Like leetle gulags...

What the heck is being in a school like this doing to our kids' minds?  The constant fear of severe punishment will program them for passivity as adults. Is that what the state wants?

I remember well rhymes and songs like the one at the end of Lew Rockwell's post below, and I never felt fear singing them.  That kind of song (or what the kid drew in the 2nd story link below) isn't about real violence;  that kind of song is a kid's way of venting the feeling of being stuck in an institution, under someone else's power.  Being stuck in school all day goes against the grain of any kid that isn't a human version of sheep or a lemming. They have to vent.

 

Parents: Public Schools Own Your Children

Posted by Lew Rockwell on February 22, 2011 12:30 PM

In Fairfax VA, a 15-year-old boy was accused of having bought a legal mock-marijuana substance, though it was not found on his person. He was then forced into signing a confession, before his parents were even phoned, suspended and banned for seven weeks, and told he would be forced to attend a public school for “criminal” kids. His parents, on the advice of a PS commissar, did not take a lawyer to his disciplinary hearing. The boy took his own life a month later.
If parents are going to sentence their children to the yellow buses, they should at least teach them never to talk to any school official without being able to call their parents first, and parents should bring a lawyer to any hearing. Far better, of course, to take advantage of one of our remaining freedoms and secede from the public schools for private school or homeschooling.
In Arvada, CA, upon the instructions of public school officials, the police arrested and handcuffed an 11-year-old boy with a disability for “inappropriate drawing.” Good thing he wasn’t singing that ancient student anthem, The Burning of the School:

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the burning of the school
We have tortured all the teachers – we have broken all the rules
We cheated [principal's name] in a dirty game of pool
And our troops go marching on!
Glory, glory, hallelujah
My teacher hit me with a ruler
I hid behind her door with a loaded .44
And the teacher don’t teach no more!

Also, read Will Grigg's take: here