Volume 2000 - Corn 2007  Congratulations Bart! That is quite the milestone. Thanks for being there all these years.

BartCop.com Volume 2000 - Corn 2007 is online at BartCop.com. In Today's Tequila Treehouse...

	Levin's False History
	White House: Trust us
	Why I hate Hillary
	Preacher in blackface
	Chemical Ali 2 B beheaded
	Marijuana & Violence?
	Coburn helps killers?
	Bartcopwatch drops
	Bionic Michelle Ryan

Mark Sherman, The Associated Press, June 25, 2007 WASHINGTON - The Supreme Court tightened limits on student speech Monday, ruling against a high school student and his 14-foot-long "Bong Hits 4 Jesus" banner. Schools may prohibit student expression that can be interpreted as advocating drug use, Chief Justice John Roberts wrote for the court in a 5-4 ruling. Joseph Frederick unfurled his homemade sign on a winter morning in 2002, as the Olympic torch made its way through Juneau, Alaska, en route to the Winter Olympics in Salt Lake City. Frederick said the banner was a nonsensical message that he first saw on a snowboard. He intended the banner to proclaim his right to say anything at all. His principal, Deborah Morse, said the phrase was a pro-drug message that had no place at a school-sanctioned event. Frederick denied that he was advocating for drug use. "The message on Frederick's banner is cryptic," Roberts said. "But Principal Morse thought the banner would be interpreted by those viewing it as promoting illegal drug use, and that interpretation is plainly a reasonable one." Read More Here

Steven Weber, The Huffington Post, June 25, 2007 We Americans have been in foster care for decades now. Every four or eight years we get shuffled off to the next house, headed by a new foster daddy. And we try to adjust to our new surroundings, which don't look terribly different from our last ones. Maybe there are some new gadgets. And each new daddy smiles and pats us on the head and bounces us on his knee and tells us all the things that make us feel like we finally belong, that we finally matter and that our real daddy -- him -- is at last come home. He has us listen to his pronouncements and his rules and tells us what our previous daddies did wrong and how he'll help us and love us better than they ever could. He introduces us to his friends, some of whom it seems we've met before, who look at us and smile small smiles. And they have a party and we look at each other and shrug our shoulders and think "maybe daddy's really home". And then things start to turn. He acts strangely. He gets angry. He rants. He waves his hands around. He calls some of his own kids names. He and his friends whisper and look at us and whisper some more. And we begin to hear stories about him, stories that seem to explain his odd behavior. But then something happens and it scares us and we all do what children are supposed to do: turn to daddy. Daddy tells us that we should be scared and we huddle, trembling, worried. And daddy sends some of us out to fight some fight that he says we have to fight. Daddy says so. Read More Here