Capitalist Lego Society America

Hey, did ya hear about those two elementary school teachers in Seattle...?

No I'm not setting you up for a punch line. And no, this isn't some new teacher sex scandal.

Apparently legos reinforce notions eight year olds have about ownership and private property.
You know th' story by now.

Teachers at a Seattle day care center decided to ban LEGO building blocks — those colorful little bricks kids use to build such creations as robots, monster trucks, space ships and vast futuristic cities. The Hilltop Children's Center bills itself as a nationally recognized, non-profit, non-religious facility. So why did the teachers toss the LEGOs?

We'll let them explain: "We agreed that we want to take part in shaping the children's understandings from a perspective of social justice. So we decided to take the LEGOs out of the classroom. The children were building their assumptions about ownership and the social power it conveys — assumptions that mirrored those of a class-based, capitalist society — a society that we teachers believe to be unjust and oppressive."

After months of what the teachers called "social justice exploration" — they let the LEGOs back in — but kids were only allowed to build "public structures" of standard sizes in a village dedicated to what they called "collectivity and consensus."

—FOX News Channel's Martin Hill contributed to this report.

Thank Stalin for Progressive Education... look at what those eight year olds were working on before their teacher's came in and forced central planning on them...

A Strange Story of Sugar, Spice, and Stumpy Wooden Legs...

I remember when I was a very young boy, we had this painting of two young girls who were posed sitting together and reading a book. I am sure it was a pleasant picture. And I am pretty sure my mom was the one responsible for its hanging there on the
wall in our house.

Anyhow, that painting used to totally freak me out. I mean, I was
totally in horrible awe of the thing. I found it frightening,
disturbing and aversive. See, the girls in the picture had on these
woolen knee socks. The problem was I never realized these fine young
femmes were sporting knee socks. The color of the socks was dark
brownish, and the girls' legs were brownish, tan. Unfortunately, the
color and texture caused me to perceive not knee socks- but rather,
wooden legs. Imagine how morbid such perception was to my imaginative,
child's mind. I had nightmares about poor, crippled girls for years.

I still have major issues with mediocre painters. A bit more skill and I
would have seen knee socks. It would have spared me years of trauma.