I love history I particularly love history as recorded by those who were there, who lived through the times, who understood the reasons, the issues and the causes, as well as the obstacles. The feelings were written as letters, as books or music, or treaties, or newspaper articles and engraved into history. In Canada, the lament of Irish persecution of the 1930s, of the Catholics in Upper Canada, the solution to the issues faced by our natives, the pressure on the Italians during the war, the internment of the Japanese live on thanks to the authors. I do not however feel the same respect for those attempting to change history by changing the words in music, as in “Old Black Joe”, or rewriting the history books, or changing the national anthem to be politically correct.