Thank God nobody brought Oreos.
Regards,
Shodan
I thought you were refering to this important question.
Whatever the kid said, why not just handle it without police involvement? Perhaps the parents need to meet with the teacher, but why involve police?
I suppose we should go after W for his “Heck of a job, Brownie” remark? 
Police and Protective Services is just a teeny bit overkill I think.
Cultural progress ends with the breakdown of intergenerational co-intelligibility.
Says who? It’s a tiny local story in a nation of over three hundred eighteen million people. Nothing about it is indicative of the nation as a whole or how other districts act (or even other staff within that district).
That’s the common outcome of “zero-tolerance” policies that have become commonplace in public schools over the past generation. Details vary from one district to another, but the general idea is that when a teacher or any school employee sees any student doing or saying anything even the slightest bit suspicious, they must report it to some authority in the school building, and the system gives that person motivation to report to a higher authority, continuing until the police may be called. Consequently police and courts can get involved when a kid brings a maple leaf, clock, or fishing equipment to school.
If the story that launched this thread actually happened as described, it would be the first time I’ve heard of police being called in for a “racist” comment. (Which was, of course, not actually racist in the least.) But given schools’ hysterical obsession with bullying, the concept of “microaggressions” where everything is racist, and zero-tolerance policies all together, something like that would seem bound to happen eventually.
From snopes:
Eh, tell it to the Romans. People have been complaining of “kids these days” since before your ancestors were deloused.
This comes down to a matter of degree: Yes, this is far to one end. On the other hand, if a kid was consistently beating up on other kids of different races, it would be perfectly reasonable to look into that kid’s home life and try to make some changes. So where do we draw the line? When it’s verbal abuse instead of physical? When it’s occasional instead of consistent? Make sure that, whatever line you draw, it doesn’t allow the teachers or other officials to be racist. Oh, yeah: If some burn-out of a third grade teacher decides they don’t like the little INSERT_RACE_HERE students, it’s definitely going to be a problem, and you’ll definitely need a firewall between that jackass and the rest of the district. Zero-tolerance exists for a reason.
I like this part:
sorry - will check the sources better next time 
Like I said and is confirmed by the Snopes article, shitty journalism. That said, we couldn’t know if it was “not actually racist in the least” because none of the outlets reported what was actually said. For all we know, the kid could have been riffing on the word “brownie” using it in the other sense to be funny, much like how some kids when I was in elementary school would purposely pronounce “Niger” and “Nigeria” as “Nigger” and “Niggeria” in a ha-ha attempt to be cleverly funny. (My neighborhood was not exactly known for racial progressiveness in the early-to-mid 80s.)
I guess the whole “Let’s put Christ back into Christmas” is going to make me change my Doper name.
There is absolutely nothing in the article that suggests that school policy prohibits using the name “brownie” for the baked goods.
Indeed, because there is no description of the incident from the school—l I’m Ely because they’re not allowed to say anything—the story comes out as gibberish. There is no basis for understanding what has happened and whether or justifies anti-PC outrage. The only thing it does show is the continuing trend of criminalizing school misbehavior.
Update: Details of some of the calls
Never quite sure if that one is a joke about oral sex, or cannibalism.
I’m guessing a little bit of good cop/bad cop combined with sleep deprivation and the threat of what the big junior high kids will do to them in prison will get those sniveling six year olds talking.
A telephone book to the side of the head might take said head clean off.
Or maybe it’s a true story and little burpo was a glutton who consumed the entire plate of brownies meant for everyone.
Once you’ve had black, you’ll never go back!