Hot Cross Dhimmitude

Hot cross buns,
One ha' penny buns,
One ha' penny,
Two a penny,
Hot cross buns.

Fresh, sweet buns,
Come and buy my buns,
One ha' penny,
Two a penny,
Fresh, sweet buns.

That's a little ditty I remember playing on my recorder in the second grade. I didn't realize what a hateful, intolerant and bigoted lil soul I was for playing something so patently offensive. And to think, in this day and age, there are still hospitals in this world that still serve those tasty symbols of Christian oppression.

UPDATE: In a blatant case of political one-upmanship, the thought police in France attempt to equal the stupidity of the thought police in Great Britain.