Another reason I'm glad I don't live in Californina -- asking a kid to remove an American flag from his bike "for his own safety". The idea has me so livid I just sputter when I try to articulate it. It is infurating on countless levels.
Compare with what Sweet Daughter brought home from school yesterday:
I'm sure she wasn't the only kid in her class that got to say that her Daddy and both grandfathers were veterans (although I bet she's the only one with a grandfather who fought in WWII). I don't think telling a kid to take his American flag off his bike would go over very well here.
H/T to Alan and my Blogfather.