The year was 1986. I distinctly recall I was waiting in line about to check out a book at the public library for a last minute adjustment I wanted to make, using the anthem in closing for an assignment I had due that very next morning for an American History class report. While waiting I began reading this and the very moment I wrapped my head around what the fuck i had just read, I immediately dropped the book right there on the floor and walked out. I cut Mr. Hendrickson's class the next day, I never turned in that assignment, nor any other for his class again thereby essentially getting myself kicked out(as what had became my intention). I no longer liked nor trusted this teacher nor his class because I had felt that he had purposely been deceiving me ever since the beginning of the school year with lies and propaganda. And just what exactly was the message being conveyed here in these words you might ask? Well I'll tell ya... It's glorifying the killing of a people that were abducted, robbed of all resources, identity, and culture and forced into a life of labor servitude, horror and pain(aka slaves).