I "invited" the LAPD Bomb Squad to my High School Graduation when some punk kid crawling on a roof he was not authorized to be on found a little science demonstration a friend and I had set up for the time of graduation and told a gym teacher who took the science demonstration from where it had been safely installed and placed it in his enclosed office and called the LAPD Bomb Squad (on my behalf.)

I was uh, fingered by our Physics professor who ran into me before graduation, and said, "Jerry, what did you do?"

Was pulled off the grad night school bus just before it left for a talk with Nick the Narc, Principal, and LAPD.

We talked for a bit, I explained I hadn't done anything terribly unique, pissed them off by telling them I copied my designs from the Rockford Files (google it), and then they sent me off to Disneyland with the rest of my graduating class.

(Had I known how popular that made me on the bus that night, I would have done it sooner.)

Went to college, found one other engineering student in my small class of engineering students that had done practically the same thing I had done the same week within the same state.

This was back before zero tolerance of course, and back before GWOT, and back before we decided we had to burn down our own village in order to save our village.

Back when folks grew a sense of humor.

So Kiera, I think what is being done to you is a gross abuse.