What a revelation it has been to learn about what was going on while I was in high school and so gullible, as one is, at that age. One time we had a French bread round for communion bread. I did not want a Che Guevara leading me then (or now): I wanted someone solid, reputable, reliable, committed to me, to himself, and to the celestial commander-in-chief.
How wrong it is to abuse the young!