Of course, it is by far the worst for the most innocent - that is, the kids. Especially high school.
I graduated in 1967, so VietNam and protest movement were just getting started. Mostly, my class were kind of red-neck patriotic athletic fundies. I was hanging with the math, science, and chemistry nerds.
I never let anybody know I was one (hell, just being science nerd boy was bad enough - at least until I got my first car)...I even saluted the flag and went to the team pep rallies.
I reasoned that I wasn't baptized yet and besides, it didn't say not to do these things in the Bible. Now, if only I could have kept that attitude going before they bamboozled me into baptizm...