When the so-called mainstream muzzies start doing something about the radical muzzies, then I might pay attention to their “bad American” chants.
Until then, if you don’t like America then go back to where you came from.
I’d put my money of donkeys descending from space on sombreros the size of the Astro Dome, chewing tobacco and spitting like a llama in hurricane before I would expect a change from the koranimals in our midst.