What worries me more:
"I spent the weekend putting it together."
What? If one of my parents (in fact: anybody) had dared to interfere with the putting-together I would have been really mad (ok, that was mostly LEGO, and that is kind of the main fun part. And disassembling it, and building a trebuchet or onagar to bombard your brother's new castle). Why do parents think they have to put stuff together, robbing the kids of some of the joy? I mean, ok, help the kid if he / she is not able to do it. In fact, my niece asked me once to set up the... Barbie (or whatever) doll house. It was fun (and would have been better with less pink, but I disgress) and I actually made her do most of it.
About the slavery stuff: Meh, put the collar onto a Chinese Playmobil figure, or a red-headed witch ;-) or the captain, does he look "caucasian" as the 'mericans say? (Side note: I still wonder about that description, I am described by them as "caucasian", which is totally wrong, I do not look like I am from the Caucasus mountains. But then that is a country where an "entrée" is a main dish). I can of course see some of the problems there, the intolerance that was (and still is), the bad parts of history, etc.