I want to tell you a tale of two schools. In the beginning, in the land known then as Caleefornya, there was a great blue birth. As this body opened its eyes for the first time, it said “Let there be light!”, and across the land, there was. Peace reigned, the forest animals sang catchy songs, and, for a time, it seemed life would continue on this way. For a time.
For down south, past the land of trees, into the great desert, awoke another body. Rather than blue, it was red. Rather than peace, it took war for its symbol.