This reminds me of when I got a call from my son's school about his violation of their zero-tolerance policy with regard to weapons. I had to leave work to go meet with the vice-principal who'd had Jay sitting in his office for the two hours it took them to discuss it amongst themselves, call me at work, and me to get there. It seems Jay was caught with a 3-inch long, army-green, plastic, GI Joe rifle.
"Yes, it's a toy gun, but it's still a gun and we have a zero-tolerance policy. Your son will receive two days in-school suspension."
Really? I took the "gun" off the VPs desk, pointed it at him and said, "Bang." with a deadpan expression. I didn't make the list of most popular parents that school year.
Jay was five. And had absolutely no comprehension that a 3-inch long, army-green, plastic, GI Joe rifle could result in the death of his classmates.
Think I might have to see if the boys still have those toys. Maybe I could take one with me the next time I fly. Since I always get searched anyway, might as well give TSA something to find. I could stick it in my bra.
I know this doesn't have anything to do with artists painting fire on a bank but the stupidity of it reminded me of this episode.