Daily Wire columnist Matt Walsh wrote that “we have become a country filled with numb, detached, and desensitized people. Mass shootings are the ultimate manifestation of that detachment.”
“These are empty, numb, detached people slaughtering their fellow humans because they are bored and frustrated with their meaningless lives,” he continued. But if it’s “detachment and desensitization causing these attacks, the next question is, what causes the detachment and desensitization?”
Walsh goes on to name the internet, social media, cable news, feminism, video games, psychiatric drugs, atheism, and broken homes as some of the underlying reasons for the “cultural emptiness” and the violence it inspires. He calls them “culprits,” but he’s putting the horse before the cart. America’s “cultural emptiness” is the cause, not the effect.
America is meaningless. She is a false god – a mythos that is steeped in totalitarian leftist ideology, and coercively implements the untenable and dangerous dogma of cultural Marxism on the masses, and then has the gall to call it “society.” It’s no wonder she’s falling apart at the seams. Walsh aptly captured this sentiment back in 2015 when he blogged that “No, America is not a great nation.”
“Judge America by any measure – moral, political, economic, social, cultural – and none of it points to greatness,” Walsh wrote. “Not by a long shot. Not even close. Not anymore. Progressivism dominates all of these spheres, and with its rise our greatness diminishes.”
“Not anymore.” Hmm, that certainly implies that something must have changed. Well, let’s look at the much-bandied-about word “nation.” Biblically, a nation isn’t a political entity, but rather one based upon people groups with a shared religion and history, time-honored norms, and familial ties. And nationhood even up until about the mid-19th century was still shaped by commonalities, like language, culture, faith, and ancestry, and was always defined within borders – some geographic, some political.
Before the “Civil War,” the conglomerate of peoples which comprised America each had its own distinct regional culture. Different brands of Christianity. Different customs. Different roots. Most people considered their state or even their local community their “country.” But that all changed in 1861 for these United States.
“We must honor the sacred memory of those we have lost by acting as ONE PEOPLE. Open wounds cannot heal if we are divided. We must seek real, bipartisan solutions that will truly make America safer and better for all.”
— Donald J. Trump
“We” became a nation-state forged in oneness, indivisibility, and equality by force of war. And though centralization has diligently goose-stepped along its long, steady “forward” march over the years, people are still tribal by nature.
So America began to create new identities, but not through shared tangibles, but instead through empty ideas like pluralism, materialism, and egalitarianism, and fictional communities like multiculturalism, LGBT, and Apple vs. Android. In other words, nothing remotely similar to what traditionally and historically made a nation.
It’s so Orwellian that the cultural Marxists had to make up a new word to encompass all these new, shiny identities: intersectionalism. It’s all the rage.
Gone are the real ties that bind. Gone is the passing down of history and respect for forefathers. Gone are the bedrock institutions like the nuclear family and Christianity. Gone is any culture in the truest sense of the word. We are atomized radical individualists drowning in “humanitarian” warfarism and cold globalism. Be patriotic, citizen, and just remember that it’s “In GDP we trust.”
“The strength or weakness of a society depends more on the level of its spiritual life than on its level of industrialization.”
— Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
All that remains is consumerist demographics. No wonder Americans are experiencing a crisis in identity, although it is particularly pointed for young white men, for they are the single demo which isn’t allowed to forge bonds with any other tribesmen. Male-only spaces are already on the endangered species list, especially if you’re a non-leftist. I mean, only a misogynist wouldn’t want to have enlightened females around to harangue them, right?
And God forbid they want to hang out with (gasp!) … other white people who may be fellow Christians or Southerners or share some other connection or like-mindedness. Don’t they know that kind of identitarianism is meant for everyone but them? Can’t they just be good boys and fall in line with feminism, anti-racism, transgenderism, and woke capitalism like the America cultists are so desperately training them to do?
Progressives have made it near to impossible for normal young white men to gather in the public sphere, much less have open and honest conversations in private spaces like church, work, and even family gatherings. “Hide the children, it’s neo-Nazis from Charlottesville. It’s the Proud Boys!” Sheesh, is it any wonder that they vent and bond with one another on social media?
And the whole point of video games is to escape reality and feel as if you have some semblance of control, so is it really surprising that gaming is an alluring activity for those who’ve been marginalized? When you’ve been cast to the shadows, you may as well have some fun.
After all, post-modern America has derided and smashed the things with which they most identify (masculinity, provider instincts, roots) and most need (respect, stability, faith). There would be no “gamification” or “internetification” of terror, if not for Archetype Derangement Syndrome. It’s a hateful hoax of most epic proportions.
Yet now, even typically-common-sense Walsh has gotten on the #WhiteSupremacistTerrorism bandwagon, along with typical neocon hustlers like David French, Ben Shapiro, Jack Posobiec, and Ivanka (Trump) Kushner. Sigh.
Here’s what I consider a measured and fair retort to Walsh’s above tweet:
And then here’s a typical “American” reply to Lee Jackson:
This exchange reminds me of the interview CNN’s Fareed Zakaria did with American Renaissance editor Jared Taylor last month, when his first question was “What is white?” before proceeding to spend an hour condescendingly claiming that it’s difficult to tell whether or not someone is white and then following up by discussing shrinking white demographics. Huh? Plus, the segment was entitled, “State of Hate: The Explosion of White Supremacy,” which further eroded Zakaria’s ridiculous “colorblind” fiction.
Hey, Gary and Fareed. If we lived in a society based upon meritocracy, and NOT affirmative action, racial and gender quotas, HUD scams, social engineering in public schools, globohomo corporatism, victim-obsessed media, critical-theory brainwashing in universities, welfarism, BLM worship, racial “reconciliation” in churches, special rights for “aggrieved minorities,” the razing of real history, and censorship for dissidents, maybe ol’ Lee Jackson wouldn’t be so defensive.
But instead, white people who are not guilt-ridden, and like being white and love their white kids somehow “speaks volumes.” Stunning and brave there, Gary. Only in America.
Truly, we are immersed in a society of identity politics. Any person who denies that is a either fool or a fraud. It’s not true identity, of course. It’s purely political. But for some odd reason, it’s only white identity politics that’s the “real problem.”
When Trump tweeted, “Republicans and Democrats must come together and get strong background checks, perhaps marrying this legislation with desperately needed immigration reform,” charlatan Ben Shapiro quipped, “What the hell does any of this have to do with immigration reform?”
Uh, everything, Benny. The 1965 Immigration Act was one of the final steps in killing the foundations of America’s decentralized, once-authentic identities and natural settlement patterns, and replacing them with government-designed multicultural madness. Who da thunk that manufactured demographic changes would be the death knell of an already dying culture? Shocker! Or that these political calculations would result in increased social division, the proliferation of debt bondage for producers, and the infringement of freedom for resistors? But hey, tacos trump hate.
Abundant ethnic food or dollar stores in every strip center along every generic street in every formerly-unique Southern town cannot make up for the loss in commonality and customs once shared by citizens in their various regional homes. Invasion, reconstruction, and political tribalism (for all but the ones who still happen to be the majority in this country) has a way of putting the kibosh on high-trust community and knowing your place in it.
It is the centralizing oligarchs who over-medicate with prescription drugs through its sick care system, miseducate our youth in the poison of secular-humanism, promote the globohomo agenda, and undergird the rampant dysfunction of single motherhood. Let’s take a closer look at just one of these numbing cultural ailments.
An article from 2018 claimed that nearly all of the deadliest mass shooters have been fatherless. Now, the author may use a broad definition of “fatherlessness” (not being raised by a bio dad in the same home, or simply having an “absent father”), but the larger point is that broken families play a role in the frustration and detachment felt by young men who absolutely need fathers and other strong male role models to help them mature into confident, healthy adults. No wonder suicide and drug abuse is on the rise among our youth.
Now, couple that with white boys being told that every part of their identity is evil (their skin color is racist, their ancestry is white supremacist, and their gender is toxic), AND that there’s no mention of God in their lives and upbringing, of course hopelessness and disconnection are bound to result. And even when dads are present, they are often kowtowed by their feminist wives or penalized by the children’s mothers in anti-male family courts.
Interestingly, it is the very nation-state which has made possible and profits off of this societal degradation that now wants to take my guns. The same progressive system which initiated this general malaise now wants to tag indentity-less-ness and skepticism of our governmental overlords as a mental disorder. Funny how that works.
Apparently diversity is our strength when it comes to the truth about “mass shooters.” Shhhh, don’t tell the neocons, the corporate media, the lying politicians, and unhinged Antifa that I’m challenging their inane narrative, or they may “red flag” me. If the feds can’t pull off disarming normal folks, leftist governors and attorneys general will have their back. One step forward, two steps backs, as Lenin used to say.
When a “news” outlet asks members of North Carolina’s congressional delegation: “Do you believe white nationalism is driving more mass shootings recently? Should hate-filled websites [obviously meaning alt-right sites] be policed?” you know I’m not being hyperbolic. This is deadly serious business, y’all.
And it’s not only selective outrage when it comes to what gun violence gets covered and remains endlessly in the news cycle, but it is the the hyper-hysteria over guns themselves. Forget the fact that gun violence has gone down and that mass shootings are exceedingly rare. Even some leftists get that.
Forget the real cause of our cultural emptiness. Forget the real damage being perpetrated on real people. Forget that to be a modern American, you must be a deracinated cog in the machine of the nation-state.
Who really cares, right? After all, we’ve got immediacy and lots of stuff, like cell phones where we can virtue-signal to strangers about how woke, anti-racist, and empathetic we are, giving us that much-needed sense of belonging which we humans all crave. That should numb us to our identity-less-ness at least for a while, or at least until the next “national” tragedy.
This piece was originally published at DissidentMama.net on August 7, 2019.
“I think it is a fascinating opportunity to rebrand ourselves,” said Winston-Salem Council Member John Larson. This occurred at a recent meeting held to discuss removing the word “Dixie” from the name of the Dixie Classic Fair.
Indeed, all the usual suspects in this increasingly leftist North Carolina city were out in force in early April, ratcheting up their political and social capital in an effort to rail against the archetype: the white Southern man. The anti-Confederate theme and its slew of sad-sack characters were all so predictable and petulant, as they always are, but division pays in dividends.
“Dixie does represent the Southern states that fought to hold on to slavery,” remarked misinformation officer Bishop Sir Walter Mack Jr., pastor of Union Baptist Church. The fair’s name is “derogatory and divisive to our community,” he added for surreptitious effect.
“This is not 1969, this is 2019,” mused Reverend Carl Manuel of Burkhead United Methodist Church. “We are in the season of Lent. We need to search our hearts and minds. Let’s repent and start over and give the fair a name everyone will be comfortable going to.”
How about those of us who aren’t comfortable with fellow Christians using Jesus as a tool for political correctness. Oh yeah, no one cares about the archetype’s feelings.
One deviously named group involved in promoting the name change is Love Out Loud. This organization “works to link a number of the city’s various churches together across racial and denominational lines” (read: left-wing activism).
Another is Get Hate Outta Winston, which was instrumental in just last month getting a monument to Confederate dead removed from a downtown courthouse due to “safety reasons.” “We saw what happened in Charlottesville,” dutifully parroted Allen Joines, the cucked city mayor.
“We are on the right side of history,” exclaimed college student Destiny Blackwell of Get Hate Outta Winston. “We get to tear down white supremacy and build up black history and the achievements of black people.”
Destructive Destiny seems to want Wakanda, but what she forgets is that Winston-Salem owes much to white people, including the universities, British common-law heritage, and Western Christian notions of altruism and justice – all means she uses for her revisionist ends.
Dixie is “a highly charged word and, like the [Confederate Battle] flag, it will increasingly be relegated to the pages of history in a public way,” stated William Ferris, co-editor of “The Encyclopedia of Southern Culture.”
Ferris also happens to be director of the Center for the Study of the American South at the University of North Carolina, where Silent Sam has been ceremoniously torn down by students and its pedestal even removed by the tax-payer-funded school, all in direct violation of state law. The slavery mythos must live on in order to perpetuate the archetype’s destruction.
Cultural Marxists don’t want history or tradition. They don’t want roots and commonality. They are thieves who want to take and trash what has been bestowed to them by the very people they detest in order to “progress.” They cannot give credit where credit is due. They co-opt and crush. Steal and plunder.
They suck off the beautiful and rich culture of the South, only to turn around and seek even more inglorious “reform.” More puritanical purging. More routing of the sacred old for the abominable, soulless new. It’s all part of the continuing revolution. Such hubris.
They seek a “changing South,” where only “people of color” are put on pedestals. Literally. People not of color are erased. They don’t look at the tapestry of the South, its humanness, and its 400 years of truly diverse history.
They only see a binary: white sinners, blacks saints. POC get to have their Unsung Founders Memorial, making the likes of Destiny all warm and tingly. Difference is, if you mess with this statue, you get arrested and charged with “racist acts of vandalism” and “ethnic intimidation.”
“The South is evolving and considering its future and figuring how to best understand its history,” touted Ferris. “And contesting those memories is one way to do that. The word ‘Dixie’ is part of that re-evaluation of what the South is and how it should be publicly presented.”
This attack on memory by the New South nihilists is a Pandora’s Box. Where does it end? Shall we ban Dixie Cups? Dixie Crystals sugar? The Dixie Chicks? Little Feat’s “Dixie Chicken” or the Band’s “The Night They Drove Ol’ Dixie Down”? Winn-Dixie grocery store? The children’s book “Because of Winn-Dixie”? What about “Designing Women” or “Desperate Housewives” because they featured actress Dixie Carter?
Perhaps my friend’s daughter Dixie should change her “hateful” name? Or my neighbor, whose Labrador is named Dixie, should shoot his “racist” pooch or send just him to the doggy gulag? Seriously, someone please tell Dolly Parton that changing the name of her Dixie Stampede costs her more in the long run; she may sell lots of tickets, but being a sellout leads to spiritual debt.
Instead, I say we “evolve” even further. Similar to the petition I created regarding my high school’s mascot, I propose that if the leftists don’t want some of Southern history, they should get absolutely none of it. Why should skulking ingrates and narcissistic nincompoops get to pick and choose? They’re really not that special, y’all.
“Keeping the word ‘Classic’ out there keeps our brand out there,” Mayor Joines opined. Again with the “branding,” as if home and place were products for sale. Man, did the materialist, consumerist, and industrialist Yankee propaganda really take hold in these sycophants. They’d surely sell their granny down the river for 30 pieces of silver.
But if “Dixie” means white supremacy, so does the word “classic.” After all, it’s born of the term “classical,” which is defined as “traditional, enduring” and/or “relating to the ancient Greeks and Romans.” Isn’t it the cultural Marxists who’ve been smashing tradition, annihilating anything enduring, and calling the ancients “dead racist white guys” for years? Yep.
Council Member Robert Clark suggested “Winston-Salem Fair.” Interestingly, the city’s hyphenated name has roots that the historical illiterates won’t like. The city is partially named after Joseph Winston, first cousin of Patrick Henry who settled in North Carolina.
Not surprisingly, this large-land-owning planter owned slaves. Up to 18. Gasp! So, the name “Winston” must be expunged. Forget he was a Revolutionary War hero whose sons included a NC supreme court judge, a lieutenant governor, and two who were major generals in the War of 1812. Forget their sacrifices. Racists must be smashed … it’s 2019, yo!
What about Salem? Weren’t the Moravians who founded and built this religious settlement pacifists? Well, yes (’cause it’s easy to be a peacenik when you’ve fled your homeland for a place already carved out by pioneers), but they also … wait for it … owned slaves. Another audible gasp! Better toss those delicious Moravian cookies into the trash and burn your handmade Moravian stars while you’re at it.
Okay, okay. At least these Protestants named their settlement after the Hebrew word “Shalom,” which first appears in the Old Testament in Genesis and means “peace.” But, anyone who’s well-versed in biblical history knows that the ancient Israelites too owned slaves, so “Salem” must be blotted out. (Anti-anti-Semites, take note.)
Hmm, what about Forsyth County Fair? Certainly that’s a safe name. Think again. The county in which Winston-Salem resides happens to be named after Benjamin Forsyth, an officer in the War of 1812 and a vast property owner who had seven … you guessed it … slaves. Better start razing anything with Forsyth on it, including the community college, the hospital, and every single governmental building.
Hell, if we want to dive deep into the politically correct rabbit hole, one could argue that the formation of counties themselves is a governmental product of “evil” colonialism. Likewise, the history of fairs can be traced back to those slave-owning ancient Romans, or at the very least, to the Middle Ages, when those white-supremacist Europeans would gather to have their racist festivals of jousting and falconry.
We should definitely expunge “Carolina” while we’re at it. After all, Carolina comes from “Carolus,” the Latin word for Charles, and was meant to honor King Charles I of England, who made the colony’s original land grant. Well wouldn’t ya know, Charles’ reign was knee-deep in the slave trade! Yep, in the name of the oxymoronic god of unity and diversity, we must extinguish any marking or utterance of the word “Carolina,” too. I think that’s in the Bible somewhere, y’all.
Regardless of what the self-proclaimed racial reconcilers name this event, they must search their hearts and minds, like the reverend suggested, and be certain to ban roller coasters and cotton candy, as both were invented by white dudes. Surely, these men were racists by post-modern “standards.” I mean, they were from the 19th century after all.
So, if the quisling politicians, vengeful anarcho-tyrants, and social-justice swindlers want to continue their covetous cultural genocide, I say these thankless Philistines should get nothing. Nada. Zilch. A big fat goose egg. If these pompous presentists are either unwilling or unable to grasp the nuances and complexities of history, let them have none of the benevolent benefits of the heritage they so loathe.
If they’re all so freakin’ great, let them create a fruitful and functioning civilization, instead of riding on the coattails of the true innovators, thinkers, frontiersmen, statesmen, and founders they hate. There’s nothing worse than an ungrateful man who thinks his shit don’t stink.
This piece was originally posted at DissidentMama on April 26, 2019. Liked it? Please consider supporting DM on Patreon.
So, smart moms in two homeschool social-media groups of which I’m a member are super-excited about Hillsdale College’s free “Constitution 101” course. “Hillsdale’s conservative, so it must be teaching Christian-centered history,” they say.
“Hillsdale doesn’t accept grants from the federal government or participate in federal financial-aid or student-loan programs. How principled,” they opine. “Rush Limbaugh and Mark Levine both endorse Hillsdale as being an ‘authority on the Constitution’, so it must be quality curriculum,” they hope.
Hey now, not so fast. Let’s not take all these assumptions on face value.
For years, I’ve been receiving and reading Hillsdale’s monthly mailed newsletter Imprimus, which highlights guest lectures, speeches by visiting professors, and articles by intellectuals associated with the college. It sometimes features valuable articles by modern thinkers I respect and offers up opinions that are not status quo. But not always.
In fact, Hillsdale as a place of learning is overall a neocon institution. Sure, there are exceptions to the rule, like history professor Brad Birzer, and his wife and history lecturer Dedra Birzer.
Much has been written and discussed about neoconservatism. In short, they were ex-Trotskyites who abandoned the left decades ago, and they and their descendants have been pushing for foreign interventionism, open borders, and giving up on the culture war, all while claiming to be for “Founding principles.” These wolves in sheep’s clothing pretend to be patriotic, yet undergird the very ideologies that are tearing America apart.
Larry P. Arnn, who delivers the first video lecture, is president of Hillsdale and also on the Board of Trustees of the Heritage Foundation – a neocon think-tank that alleges to advocate for limited government and fiscal responsibility, but simultaneously lobbies for foreign entanglements and “spreading democracy” through bombing campaigns. In other words: globalism a la the military-industrial complex while America burns.
This isn’t guilt by association. Rather, it’s just connecting the dots. So, is it any wonder that I’m skeptical of this free Constitution course? Therefore, I signed up to see what all the fuss is about.
One need look no further than the welcome email. The “about” section describes how the course will dive into “the Declaration of Independence and The Federalist Papers,” yet no mention of The Anti-Federalist Papers.
So, already we know that the curriculum is slanted toward the Hamiltonian view of America, and not the decentralized view of Founders like Patrick Henry, Thomas Jefferson, George Mason, Sam Adams, Richard Henry Lee, and James Monroe. Thus, Hillsdale is planting their flag on the hill of empire, not that of states’ rights. THIS is a problem, my friends.
With the most charitable view possible, I understand that this could be an oversight. After all, many learned people don’t even know that there’s a collection of writings called The Anti-Federalist Papers, which argued that the U.S. Constitution would grow the federal government and eventually lead to an all-powerful executive branch akin to monarchy. Prescient, wouldn’t you say?
In fact, if it wasn’t for the anti-federalists, we wouldn’t even have a Bill of Rights – the only fleeting safeguard against federal overreach and the complete eradication of our God-given liberties. These amendments sure ain’t a cure, but can you just imagine how even more embroiled in tyranny our lives would be without it?
Okay, this was probably just an innocent mistake, you say. So then, let’s take a gander at the “overview” portion of the email. Hillsdale faculty who teach the lecture series tell us that “American political history is defined by three great crises.”
Number One: the American Revolution. No duh.
Number Three: progressivism. Yep, couldn’t agree more.
But Number Two? Hmm. Here’s what they say.
No, no, no. This is complete historical revisionism. It’s the stuff of Marxist Eric Foner, Straussian Harry Jaffa, and plagiarist and “Lincoln idolater” Doris Kearns Goodwin, who’s wont is to demonize Robert E. Lee as a foot fetishist. Yet, these snake-oil salesmen are all lauded as the popular “historians” of the Washington elite.
Why? Because they and their self-righteous ilk, like Victor Davis Hanson, Dinesh D’Souza, Jonah Goldberg, Ben Shapiro, and all the talking heads at Fox News (save Tucker Carlson), use this misinformation to construct a narrative of America as an “idea” that wasn’t realized until St. Lincoln “freed the slaves” and smashed those evil racists below the Mason-Dixon Line.
America must be cleansed of her “original sin” of slavery. It’s all presentist rubbish. Lincoln was no friend of the black man and certainly no freedom fighter.
In fact, no American’s ideology has ever been more contrary to Founding principles than was Dishonest Abe’s. Because of his totalitarianism and subsequent worship, we now have a federal government that micromanages every aspect of our lives, as well as increased social division. We have lost states’ rights and voluntary association, which were cornerstones of America’s founding. We have attained the “idea,” and people couldn’t be any unhappier. Kinda makes Number Three seem silly, now don’t it?!
We are living in the Hamiltonian vision of America, which metastasized into the cancer known as Lincolnian nationalism throughout the 20th century and has devolved into today’s “managerial state” (as the late Sam Francis called it). Out with the voluntary compact of sovereign states. In with the cult of Unionism and pegging Confederates as the heretics.
It is this “propositional nation” mythos which is the basis for all this “reform” we’re drowning in today. It has opened the door for secular-humanism, radical egalitarianism, and universalism. It has smashed localism for centralization; destroyed equal justice under the law for the evils of “equality;” routed traditionalism for post-modernism; and annihilated self-determination for statism. The tale is how the neocons and their uber-leftist cohorts push for “permanent revolution.”
And to do this, they must incessantly tear down the traditions that rooted Jeffersonian America up until 1861. Since the progressive notion of “exceptionalism” was fashionably spreading across the growing 19th-century landscape, the remnants of subsidiarity that survived only in the South had to be extinguished to attain the nation-state. And because it is still the only place where this Jeffersonian ideal exists, her people must be maligned and their culture razed.
In the name of “progress,” the South must continually be demonized and distorted in order to “deify the idea of America.” To attain this new world order, the “pogrom against Southern history and symbols,” as historian Clyde Wilson describes it, must carry forward. It is the linchpin for the con.
Today, the invasion (Third-World socialists, instead of Yankee soldiers and carpet-baggers) and total war (political correctness, cultural genocide, and anarcho-tyranny, instead of amassed Federal armies invading, killing, raping, pillaging, and burning cities to the sea) may look different. But make no mistake, puritanical-progressive conquest and Reconstruction still roll on. There may not have been 700,000 deaths … yet, but the goal is nonetheless the same.
If Americans get this wrong (meaning, the real crisis that occurred from 1861-1865 and the ensuing cultural Marxist “remaking” of America that has followed unabated), we cannot fully understand any history, much less have a firm grasp on current events, keen eyes for charlatans, or an understanding of modern threats which imperil any shreds of liberty that may be salvaged from the Lincolnian wreckage.
Like all good propaganda, the Hillsdale hearsay is peppered with grains of truth, giving it the illusion of fact. Christian homeschoolers, please do your homework before buying into this dangerous paradigm. Don’t get conned. After all, there’s nothing more important than truth.
Just because something’s free doesn’t mean it’s worth your time or money … or soul. In fact, it will end up costing your children (and their posterity) way more in the long run.
• For more on neoconservatism, dig into the voluminous writings of American sage Patrick J. Buchanan, historian Boyd Cathey, and retired humanities professor and author Paul Gottfried.
• For the truth about the War Between the States, check out the work of stalwarts the Kennedy Brothers, historian Clyde Wilson and professor Thomas DiLorenzo, the blogs of yours truly, and articles and podcasts by historian Brion McClanahan and the indispensable Abbeville Institute.
• And for politically incorrect curriculum, please consider purchasing real history courses at Liberty Classroom and McClanahan Academy. I promise: they’re worth every dirty Lincoln penny.
This piece was originally posted at DissidentMama on April 13, 2019. Liked it? Please consider supporting DM on Patreon.
“Fools are my theme, let satire be my song,” wrote Lord Byron. The Romantic-era poet embraced the power of using humor to critique what he saw as the hypocrisy, pomposity, and absurdity of the establishment.
Challenging the self-defined sense of importance and virtue among the elite has always been a balm for nonconformists. In Lord Byron’s case, he irreverently poked fun at the conservative social constructs and sexual mores of early 19th-century Britain. To him, freethinking was manifest in deviancy.
But today, rebellion to the status quo is most evident in embracing tradition, faith, localism, and private property, and repelling globalism and the nihilistic ends of the progressives. And mocking the hair-brained schemes of the secularist, statists, and social-justice loonies is truly the most effective way to crack the veneer of this current establishment.
They are a post-modern nobility who have created their own fiefdom, based on mythical merit, fantastical egalitarianism, perpetual victimhood, and punishment of the producers and dissenters. They’re a violent and coercive bunch, yet claim the banner of civil rights and love.
They’re thin-skinned bullies who hide behind their privileged status in both the public square and private sphere. They lob literal and figurative excrement at those they deem the enemy, all while hiding behind the average American’s skirt of civility and altruism. Such petulant children.
We must laugh at their illogical arguments, godlessness, and totalitarianism, and hopefully, cast them to the periphery – back to the margins of society where they claim to be while subsequently ruling every institution with an iron fist.
Ridiculing their idiocy is necessary, for they thrive on failing and dangerous ideas, which are dependent upon rigid enforcement, the destruction of goodness, and the promotion of lies. After all, the best satire is grounded in truth and rhetorically destroys the inflated pride of fools.
Enter in Snowflake Buddies: ABC Leftism For Kids! by Lewis Liberman. Released in November by the fine “Southern without apology” folks at Shotwell Publishing, the 30-page book is bursting with irreverent wit, catchy poetry, and beguiling graphics.
“They’re realistic and not realistic at the same time,” my 11-year-old son astutely notes of the unique characters filling the book. The face-smashing Antifa Al, abortion-loving Fran the Feminist, and pee-dumping Barbara Belle grace the book’s cover (at top) from left to right.
“Let me tell you about Mia the Marxist,” my eldest continues, as he and his 10-year-old twin brothers proceed to recite one of the short quatrains accompanying each letter of the alphabet. They giggle while narrating the simple but adroit rhyming scheme of “commie blog” and “State-run gulag.”
Liberman, the brainchild behind Libertopia Cartoons, is a firm believer in the influence visual art holds over people. But to be successful, one must have both the aesthetic and content, he says. In other words, eye-catching graphics and truth, which is precisely why the right (or thin libertarians or traditionalists or conservatives or whatever you want to call non-leftists) typically dominate meme warfare.
We all know the left can’t meme, hence, the reason some of the more honest cultural Marxists simply call for controlling, censoring, or outright banning right-leaning memes. They simply can’t compete, so Liberman ups the ante.
We should all be “thinking about ways we can use art, creativity, and maybe even a little bit of fun to help ‘sell’ our messages,” Liberman explains in an Abbeville Institute article. And Snowflake Buddies does that in spades.
My three homeschooled rebels also find entertaining Yoric the Yankee, whose meddlesome-induced red nose pokes out from beneath his puritanical-progressive Pilgrim hat. Spot-on history right there, my boys say. Some of their other favorite parodies are the barbaric Vic the Vulgar, Huey the Homosexual, and Uma the Undergraduate.
But beyond the creative rhymes, clever graphics, various coloring pages, word search, and maze, Snowflake Buddies inspires contemplation. For instance, Lester the Lincoln Lover bulldozing a Confederate monument spurred a conversation about what exactly happens to Southern monuments once they’ve been razed by the iconoclasts. Deep thoughts and dialog on anarcho-tyranny, and all this from an affordable comic-like book.
Now, my kiddos aren’t exactly the norm as far as consuming consensus opinion goes. (For example, a question in one of our math lessons the other day was “Name the cardinality of a set that doesn’t have any members,” to which one of their answers was “Democrats who will go to Heaven.” Yes, the snark runs deep in my house.)
As a parent, I see this as an educational book filled with conversation-starters of current events, history, politics, culture, economics, and faith. Help your children start to pull back the veil, question post-Christian “authority,” and get those logical and critical-thinking juices flowing.
And as an apostate to the PC cult, I think Snowflake Buddies also succeeds in holding a flame to the safe-space castle in which the snowflakes sit upon their chilling throne of lies. (As an Elf fan, I’ve been dying to use that reference for a long time.)
The book is the proverbial nails on the chalkboard to those who wallow within the elitist echo chamber. I mean, being brought to task and not being taken seriously are two of the left’s biggest phobias.
It holds a mirror up to the cultural Marxists, who embrace, benefit from, and control “the system,” all while they simultaneously screech, “Resist!” As the great libertarian thinker Tom Woods so aptly puts it, “We’re the real resistance: we resist the very Establishment the fake resistance loves.”
It shines a light on the fact that leftists really aren’t warriors at all, but conformists who feed upon fraudulent public approval and misplaced social adulation. They are truly weak-kneed snowflakes – collectivists motivated by the brute force of the mob and the frenzied power of fashionable opinion.
Hell, even Byron, an aristocrat who benefited greatly from his station in life only to deride it, was a real soldier and bravely joined the Greek revolutionaries in their struggle for independence against the Ottoman Empire. He was a man who could dish it out and take it. He was no spineless moral relativist.
But then again, neither are the cultural Marxists. As opposed to moral relativism, their religious foundations are the inverse of truth and justice.
Their dogma is built on the “oppressed vs. oppressor” ideology, and their sacraments are victimhood, micro-aggressions, presentism, infanticide, and fake PTSD. And happy, humble, traditional, live-and-let-live (you know, what we used to call “normal”) folks are seen as an enemy that must be vanquished by any means necessary. Conflict theory is their gospel.
Wrong think will not be tolerated. Thought crimes must be smashed and the perpetrators shamed and shunned, doxxed and fired, punched and kicked, and maybe even jailed.
Snowflake Buddies is a bold middle finger to these “men without chests” as C.S. Lewis described the leftists of his day. It’s a brilliant and effective way of saying to the haters, “We won’t capitulate to fools. We will not comply. We ain’t skeered. And we drink leftist tears.”
It’s the perfect gift for amusing fellow unReconstructed travelers, red-pilling “moderate” conservatives, educating budding liberty radicals, or triggering progressive family and friends. Embrace the creative snark, and let Snowflake Buddies be your song.
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Words are important. They’re a vehicle to self-expression, so it’s really not all that surprising that co-opting language and redefining words has long been a tool used by propagandists spanning the globe. From tinpot dictators to imperial oligarchs to homegrown totalitarians, anyone who wants to seize power and dominate people knows they have to control language.
The the best way to advance a cause that cannot withstand critique is simply to forcibly suppress the opposition. During Mao’s Cultural Revolution in China, Hitler’s ascent in Nazi Germany, Castro’s reign in Cuba, Stalin’s rule of the Soviet Union, and Pol Pot’s dictatorship in Cambodia, silencing dissent through barbarous violence was an extremely effective means to an end.
Some of history’s most infamous mass murderers used paid henchmen to punish perceived troublemakers through firing squads, concentration camps, political imprisonment, gulags, forced starvations, and other macabre measures. The Gestapo of the Third Reich, the Stasi in East Germany, the Soviet Cheka, OGPU and NKVD, and the Khmer Rouge’s Santebal were amazingly deadly at rooting out resistance, whenever and wherever it emerged, even if it were only delusions of the thought-control enforcers or their beloved leader.
But not all tyrants used secret police solely. The Nazis had the “Brown Shirts,” a paramilitary group of loyalists, who the Nuremberg Military Tribunal called “bullies” and “ruffians.” Hitler advised them to “take possession of the streets” in order to cause chaos, terror, and paranoia among citizens. These Sturmabteilung weren’t called Storm Troopers for nothing.
And some dictators sanctioned only well-armed foot soldiers to further the unconscionable aims their movements. Fidel Castro utilized the machismo guerrilla strategies of his “Bearded Ones” to overthrow and maintain control of Cuba, while Mao Zedong mobilized a fierce and fanatical mass student group known as the “Red Guard” to achieve the same ends in Communist China.
On Wednesday night, people saw these very tactics on full display in Berkeley, Calif. “Protestors” rioted against the mere presence of Milo Yiannopoulos, a provocateur who goes on speaking tours dismantling political correctness, all while having big fun poking his finger in the eye of the easily offended who permeate college campuses.
“What is freedom of expression? Without the freedom to offend, it ceases to exist.” ― Salman Rushdie, novelist
Yiannopoulos is popular because he says exactly what many informed non-leftist in the country feels: that progressivism is a scourge, a poisonous ideology that spreads into every nook and cranny of our personal, faith, work, social, and political lives. He never parses words and always delivers his dagger-to-heart rhetoric with equal doses sass and logic.
The Anti-Milo Toolkit, which was created by a handful of female professors and graduate students, asserts that Yiannopoulos cannot be allowed to speak because his “claim for free speech rights” is a “cover for spreading genodical politics.” The pretentious manifesto concludes, “… we cannot ‘defend free speech’ without examining by whom and for whom speech is free.” You know, “Hate speech is not free speech” as the leftist mantra goes.
“He who controls the language controls the masses.” — Saul Alinsky, “Rules for Radicals”
So, from high atop their powerful feminist thrones, these cultural crusaders have cast out their judgement to the peasants that Yiannopoulos wields too much power. They and their royal comrades get to determine what is “hate” and what is permitted opinion. Yiannopoulos’ colonialism, whiteness, and privilege makes him by default unworthy of being heard. Sheesh, no wonder he says “feminism is cancer.”
Now, I agree with much of what Yiannopoulos says. But when I don’t, I would never want to ban him from speaking at a public engagement of which he’s been invited. I would never want to punch him because I dissent.
“Social-justice warriors construct fictional worlds then try to bring real world consequences upon those who refuse to live within them.” — Jordan B. Peterson, psychology professor
In fact, I don’t want to punch anyone. Well, I really do sometimes, but would I actually do it? No, of course not. As I tell my kids when they’re in a hot-tempered mood, “If we just went around punching everyone who said something mean to us, or called us a name, or made us mad, or looked at us the wrong way, all we’d be doing is walking around punching people!”
Not punching people and breaking stuff and pepper-spraying a women and setting things on fire and hitting a woman is called being civilized. It’s called having basic human decency and self-control. It’s called not having a tantrum when you don’t get what you want.
Regrettably, it’s becoming normalized to endorse violence. Take journalist Nesrine Malik. When referencing the inauguration-day brutality against white nationalist Richard Spencer, she said that this assault was “cathartic.” She explained, “Some positions simply cannot be entertained, let alone argued against” and “frightening and dangerous views” mustn’t be allowed to go mainstream. Taking “the moral high ground,” The Guardian writer continued, doesn’t always work.
Couple this with the facts that progressives have never done well at “reasoned debate” and that a growing number of folks are fed up with social-justice tyranny, and the cultural Marxists have come to the shocking realization that they no longer control the debate. Malik is angry about the push back, as is Hollywood, from Sarah Silverman’s call for a military coup, Debra Messing’s declaring that “Resistance Works,” to Judd Appatow’s finger-wagging during the night of the riots.
The “academics” and “educators,” who have been fostering this close-minded indoctrination unabated for decades, are hostile, too. They finally see resistance (of the civilized kind) to their totalitarian lunacy, and they want to break some stuff … or some people. Take Robert Weide, a Cal State professor who reportedly posted “The best response to micro-aggression is macro-aggression” on his office door in response to a speaking event by neo-conservative commentator Ben Shapiro. It’s like professors gone wild.
“Ever since the French Revolution, the birth of the left as we know it … has been about one thing: social reconstruction at the point of a gun.” — Tom Woods, historian
The left is low-information and high time-preference, and they’re mad as hell. Half of them have a displaced sense of entitlement because they’ve been taught they’re the “oppressed,” so they cling to and see everything through the lens of their self-appointed victimization (LGBTs, Muslims, “people of color,” women, etc.)
And the other half sees themselves as “oppressors,” who must repent of their racism and/or misogyny through self-loathing and by joining the ranks of the church of purifying progressivism. Just beat up a Trump supporter, and your sins are washed clean. Silence someone’s expression, and you’re forgiven. Coercively convert an unbeliever to your religion or just shut him up by force, and you’ll be a martyr.
NYU professor Michael Rectenwald calls it “marginalized hegemony”: a social order based upon group rights as being always superior to the ultimate minority of the individual. You might call it supra-rights for some some. This cultural control has gone unchecked for decades, but now there’s dissent to the madness. And the supreme leaders of this noxious ideology obviously can’t handle being challenged. They’ve gone from tearful hand-wringing to unhinged man-handling.
The left is blatantly averse to freedom, which is defined as the “exemption from external control, interference, regulation” and the power to “act, speak or think as one wants without hindrance or restraint,” as long as your action doesn’t infringe upon another’s liberties (i.e. aggression). Malik admits that freedom is a “philosophical Achilles’ heel” that the left needs to just get over. So what the protest sign of “Nobody’s free until everybody’s free” really means is “Dominance for us, and the bottom of the barrel for the rest of you.”
“Those who make conversations impossible, make escalation inevitable.” — Stefan Molyneux, blogger/vlogger
Liked it? Please consider supporting DM on Patreon. The cultural Marxists aren’t only anti-liberty, but they’re also ignorant of history. Fascism and National Socialism (Nazism) are often seen as rightist movements. But I agree with socio-political theorist Erik von Kuehnelt-Leddihn, who says that because of progressives’ emphasis on mass mobilization and their opposition to individualism, those ideologies belong to the left. It is the social-justice warriors and their antifa co-conspirators who are the fascists and the Nazis.
The Toolkit asserts that “Words embolden acts of hatred and violence, and we must also acknowledge the emotional and exclusionary harms, as well as the physical violence, they enable.” So, let’s review some of the left’s own words from Berkeley. “This is war.” “Become ungovernable.” “Queers bash back. Harm any, face the many.” “He has no right to speak at Cal or anywhere else.” “No safe space for fascism, no platform for Nazis.” “Nazi punks fuck off.” “Kill Trump.”
I even read a claim that some antifa rioters were threatening to rape female Trump supporters, but I couldn’t find valid confirmation on that gem. Sadly, I wouldn’t be surprised if it were true. So much for their protest claim of “This is what community looks like.” It’s cognitive dissonance writ large.
With useful idiots like this and their media, academic, and political enablers, the cult of leftism doesn’t necessarily have to “legislate its creed into law” to get what they want, as writer Robert A. Heinlein once penned. But his other words ring so true: that it’s just as potent by “suppressing opposition, subverting all education to seize early the minds of the young, and by killing, locking up, or driving underground all heretics.”
This may allegedly shock old-school liberals, but this is a monster of their own making. It is abundantly obvious to the rest of us that social-justice warriors have finally taken the torch from their jack-booted forefathers. They are the Brown Shirts who shut down speech and smash windows a la Kristallnacht. They are the Red Guard who make their anti-regime parents and other enemies crawl through broken glass. They are the Bearded Ones who threaten, intimate, harm and will eventually kill. They’re not just bullies; they are barbarians.
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Poverty is indeed predictable. According to economist Walter Williams, here’s how to bypass poverty: “Complete high school; get a job, any kind of a job; get married before having children; and be a law-abiding citizen.”
As a black man raised by a single mom, Williams rose up and escaped the projects himself. To him, and most clear-thinking people, no amount of emotional claptrap will change the reality that repeatedly making bad decisions will result in bad outcomes.
But when it comes to poverty, it’s all about social scientism, in which leftists make up entire ideologies they think will support their unrealistic theories. They create fictions in order to promote their progressive hocus-pocus and to hell with the collateral damage.
Take a Fakebook post shared during Hurricane Florence. It was written by Gwen Frisbie-Fulton, whose Twitter bio reads: “activist~writer~southerner~anarchist.” And not “anarchist” in the anti-government way, but more in the anarcho-tyranny, statist vein.
Ms. Hyphenated-Last-Name sure talks a lot about the import of fully funding public schools for a chick who’s supposed to be anti-authority. Then again, her profile lists her big issues as “homelessness, housing, women, ecology, egalitarian organizing.”
I gotta give her credit, though. She at least sends her son to a failing Title One school, where he’s part of the 15% of white students. That’s a serious commitment to “equality.”
Yet no mention of “boys” in her issues or “mother” in her bio. Fulton’s a grrrrl of the New South, casting off the shackles of tradition and embracing post-modern fallacies. Sad ’cause she’s a decent writer.
So, we’ve considered the source. Now let’s deconstruct Fulton’s words and the false and dangerous presuppositions they propel forward as fact. After all, when lies are wrapped in powerful language and tug at your heartstrings, it can be hard not to fall for them.
“I called Alyeesha — a friend of a friend who had stayed at my house a few years ago when she was escaping a bad relationship. She lives Down East … in a small one-room house that was her grandma’s sharecropping cabin. She rents the cabin from the man who now owns the land; it is not hers.”
“She (has) a mattress on the floor, a sofa from a Rent-a-Center, and a picture of her grandmother on the wall. I wanted to let her know that if she was evacuating from the hurricane, there was a sofa waiting for her here. ‘Naw, I’m going to ride it out,’ she said.”
Here begin the implications that black people can’t get ahead. That they’re living hand-to-mouth in places stolen from them, and playing by the rules of evil white men who revel in keeping them down. Gotta have a high-interest couch instead of using CraigsList.
“Everyone I know … on the shore is riding it out … for most of them … it’s just that they can’t go. There aren’t enough seats in the car, or there is no car, or the car is busted.”
“There are too many babies or too many old folks. There are jobs that won’t be held for them … paychecks that haven’t yet cleared … food stamps that ran out last week … (not) enough money in anyone’s damn bank account.”
The dramatic assumption? Black people are helpless, almost childlike. Perpetual victims with high-time preference who are unable to plan or budget for a rainy day. And although there are government goodies, it’s never enough.
Author and former welfare recipient Star Parker calls this “Uncle Sam’s Plantation” – a socialist mentality which “enslaves” low-income folks. It degrades individuals through eschewing personal responsibility, encouraging single-motherhood, promoting moral decay, and decimating the family unit by replacing fathers with big-daddy government.
By telling people they have no autonomy in their lives, that they’re not actors, that they’re only acted upon, it’s arrogance on the part of the do-gooders and manipulation on the part of the political class. As Thomas Jefferson said, “Dependence begets subservience and venality, suffocates the germ of virtue, and prepares fit tools for the designs of ambition.”
“As terrifying as it is, we know it’s not Florence that is wreaking havoc on North Carolina. It’s everything that comes later … it’s everything that was before.” Hmm, and what might that be?
“We know that it is the slow seep of the water back down from the mountains … we know it is poverty. … We know where the flood waters will go. They will follow a slow, predictable path … (and) read like economic and racial maps.”
Forget about building up the characteristics and life skills necessary in order to break out of the cycle of state-dependency. The Fultons of the world instead tell them they’re cogs in this capitalist conspiracy, or in this case, just water droplets in the swells of the white-supremacist sea.
That kind of excuse-making is what Parker says “dehumanizes” folks. It’s a narrative that actually makes things worse, creating a gulf between low-income blacks and the 80% of them who are in the middle class.
We should instead be looking at “pathologies,” explains Parker, like out-of-wedlock birth, crime, and the “values” within distressed communities. “There is a gap because of how we conduct our family lives,” she adds.
For instance, the economic disparities between black men who are married to the mother of their children and white men who are married to the mother of their children are virtually nonexistent. If poverty was the consequence of racism, this certainly wouldn’t be the case.
It’s about human action. Like Williams asks rhetorically, “Do people have free will, or are they governed by instincts?” In other words, can a person pivot when he’s heading down the wrong path, or is he purely a puppet of nature and circumstance?
“No one can blame a person if he starts out in life poor, because how one starts out is not his fault,” Williams remarks. But “if he stays poor, he is to blame because it is his fault.”
“We all love a good hurricane. We fetishize storms … The hurricane is … the excitement that we need. We gather bottled water, toilet paper, snacks. It’s something we can do … Our lives can be so mundane. We gorge on hurricanes.”
Huh. So people who prep are somehow doing so because of their humdrum lives, not because they want to be equipped and ready for a looming emergency? Not because they view evidence, see a conceivable threat, and want to act accordingly? Stupid.
Maybe it’s this type of behavior Fulton should be encouraging. Thinking ahead, weighing costs and benefits, considering cause and effect, and dealing reasonably and responsibly with a situation are the exact actions one should to take in order to survive natural disasters, as well as to navigate and avoid some of the storms of life.
“Alyeesha has the grit to make it through … but after the winds pass and the bottled water gets loaded back up, she knows that people’s attention will just move on. Jim Cantore does not come for poverty.”
What does The Weather Channel’s go-to hurricane guy have to do with anything? At first I thought Cantore had been “insensitive” and was being pegged a racist, but I found nothing remotely controversial about him.
Maybe it’s because he’s a white guy, and his very skin color and biology grant him innate “privilege.” Or maybe it’s that he grew up in too-white rural Vermont. Or that he’s been employed at TWC since 1986. Curse that bigoted work ethic!
“Alyeesha’s little house may be flooded out, she may lose everything. There is no insurance company to call; her landlord may just tell her he can’t do nothing.”
Renter’s insurance is a thing. You don’t need to depend on your landlord to protect your property.
“Her friend who drives her to work may not be able to come to get her, she may lose her job. She will be left standing in the still waters of America, brown water on her brown legs, on land that was not her grandmothers and is not hers.”
No one is going to get fired because of a hurricane, especially a low-income black woman. C’mon.
Again, the presupposition is the same old leftism that’s been pushed since LBJ’s “Great Society” reared its destructive head in 1964. That no matter what Alyeesha does, the historical and institutional racism of the country (and specifically the South) will simply pull her under.
Despite $22 trillion spent on the “War on Poverty” in its first 50 years, there were no decreases in what are categorized as “the poor.” What there has been, though, is diminished self-sufficiency and increased inter-generational dependence.
“The cold fact is that the poverty rate among blacks fell from 87 percent in 1940 to 47 percent by 1960,” remarks economist Thomas Sowell. “This was before any of (the LBJ) programs began.”
“Poverty … (has) always been a slow build of mold between generations. … It’s a looming light bill and a long wait on child support.”
In 1960, most black children were raised in two-parent families, says Sowell. But that isn’t the case today, when the great majority of black kids are raised by a single parent – one of the root causes of poverty. But who has time for obvious fixes when you’re clamoring for cash?
According to domestic policy analysts Robert Rector and Rachel Sheffield, “Adjusted for inflation, this spending (which does not include Social Security or Medicare) is three times the cost of all U.S. military wars since the American Revolution.” It’s never enough.
The assertion is that Alyeesha will drown if she’s not rescued by white angels like Fulton, whose formulas for salvation only require more government theft, monetary increases to already-failing programs, and self-righteous proclamations. This tired tactic of feelings over facts only increases the cycle of poverty.
That ain’t charity. It’s immoral and counterproductive. As Sowell poignantly puts it, “Liberalism is totalitarianism with a human face.” Their kind of helping doesn’t produce fruit, but it sure fills them a misplaced sense of virtue.
“Poverty has always been a flood and not a hurricane … It’s the uncomfortable plastic chairs at DSS and the caseworkers who don’t make eye contact. It’s the 10 months of pregnancy with no insurance and lying to the doctor about the cramps because you can’t afford a referral.”
“It’s the long wait in jail because you can’t afford bail … It’s the long nights with the heat out and the long calls trying to reach the landlord.”
“It’s the hours in detention after your own boss at the meat processing plant calls immigration on you and the long stare you give him while he hires your cousin for less money under the table. … So we look away.”
Like Parker says, it’s values. Crime begets poverty. Like Williams says, marry the father of your children and stayed married. It’s “not rocket science.” Like we deplorables say, don’t come here illegally. Build the wall.
Expecting mothers (legal citizens and otherwise) already get Medicaid if they’re “categorically needy.” This is a pretty low bar for those already entangled in the welfare industrial-complex. Now Fulton’s just making stuff up.
It’s already illegal for a tenant’s heat to be shut off. And if you’re an illegal alien who’s working, why would the guy who hired you call immigration? He’s already paying you for less money off the books. Illogical.
Moreover, no one “looks away” from the non-white poor. It’s all we ever hear about.
And what does it even mean to be in “poverty” in America? Below is a sampling from the Mises Institute of material goods owned by most of the 46.2 million Americans deemed “poor” in the 2010 census.
The lion’s share are not lacking adequate clothing, warm housing, or food. In fact, “Some 96% of poor parents report their children were never hungry at any time in the prior year,” report Rector and Sheffield. They “have more living space in their homes than the average non-poor Swede, Frenchman, or German.”
“Poverty is predictable … like underfunded schools and outdated textbooks … legislators turning their heads.”
Really? Few issues are talked about as incessantly and laudatorily than are teachers and the indoctrination centers where we pay them to work. How dare I, mom to three homeschooled sons, throw stones from my 1,400-square-foot house with only five rooms of living space per person, and no carport or cable? I refuse to look away.
40% of my husband’s labor is forcibly confiscated by the state for wealth redistribution, most of which is used to propagate the very school system that encourages this systemic racket and its divisive talking points. Now that’s predictable.
“It’s the predictability that after the storm we will arrest the looters who spent their last dollars on gas when prices surged up 50 cents before the storm. … We will … not say a thing.”
At least Fulton admits that the overwhelming majority of American “poor” have cars – a luxury in many other countries – but this glimmer of reality comes at the expense of fetishizing the categorical crime of looting. Why make excuses for such lawlessness?
And maybe Alyeesha doesn’t want Fulton’s help. Maybe she doesn’t want to be used as a prop in her PC advertisement. Maybe she knows she can take care of herself or that her life isn’t half bad. Maybe she’s grateful to live in her ancestral home. Maybe she’s thankful to be alive.
“But that’s the … slow drip of poverty. All your life you are just watching the water rise, knowing no one is coming to get you: after all they told you to get out."
Don’t get swindled by left’s hurricane of hubris. It’s a river flooding with fallacies, a storm raging with irrationality, and winds blowing with the hot air of white guilt. (See, I can play this rhetorical game, too!)
It’s a critical-theory screed drowning in the red dirt of socialism. It’s time to get our heads above water and breathe new life into truth.
This piece was originally published at DissidentMama.net on September 29, 2018.
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One year ago today, Allen Armentrout took a rebel stand in Charlottesville, Virginia (see part 1). The world deemed his peaceful and principled actions as racist and traitorous. Like cultural-Marxist clockwork, the politically correct ramifications (see part 2) immediately began unfolding for the unReconstructed Southerner.
Armentrout knew he couldn't overcome these trials and tribulations by himself. So he leaned on the cornerstone of his life: Jesus Christ.
“What got me through it all, honestly, was I knew what I had done was the light of the Lord," the 22-year-old said during our recent two-hour chat. “If God has a will for our life, we better do it."
"In the end, God’s got a bigger plan and something way better for us. And if we don’t receive rewards or blessings … in this life, we will in the next.” Wise words from such a young man.
The rebel remnant
God's favors did begin to manifest for Armentrout in the here and now. He experienced an outpouring of support, monetary and otherwise, from a slew of Southern-without-apology compatriots and even a few Northerners.
One of his favorite correspondence (as well as a generous donation to his college fund) came from a lawyer in New York City. “Good job, young man," the letter read. "Even though I’m a Yankee, I respect your integrity and your character.”
The tremendous encouragement of like-minded folks who dare to oppose the cultural genocide was a feeling reminiscent to his days flagging overpasses in Pensacola, said Armentrout. Sure, there were always a few loud and belligerent people, who castigated him from their sense of self-appointed moral superiority.
"But at the same time, you’ve probably got four or five as many people going under the bridge, giving you salutes and thumbs up and honking their horns," he recalled of his early activist days. "I’m telling you, it makes you feel free.”
He also got the backing of numerous SCV camps, received an award from the Military Order of the Stars and Bars, and was flown around the country for pro-Southern speaking engagements. The accolades were greatly appreciated and spurred in him hope for the Southern cause.
To defy the status quo is a rarity these days. But to do so in such a gallant and solitary way is almost unheard of. It struck a nerve with Southerners and non-leftists of all stripes. People who said, "It's about damn time somebody stood up!"
Armentrout's act of allegiance to ancestry, real history, and patriotic principles was even immortalized in a music video and his image made into pop art (as seen above). "I'm very thankful there’s a remnant of people still left that respect the old-time way," he said humbly.
From Russia with love
Armentrout's blessings continued when he was contacted on Instagram by a woman from Moscow, Russia. “'You’re a hero,' she wrote. 'You’re a celebrity in Russia.'"
At first, he was distrustful and thought the message was some sort of publicity stunt. But as it turned out, she worked for the largest non-government-controlled media in Russia, Armentrout told me, and this free-press news channel wanted to interview him.
“For an American to actively stand up against the liberal movement and to experience what I experienced, to them, I’m a folk hero," Armentrout commented. "I don’t consider myself a hero … but that’s how they saw me.”
So, he prayed about it and finally agreed to the offer. A Los Angeles correspondent and news team from Moscow flew into North Carolina, and Armentrout met them at a park near his house.
He specifically chose a public meeting place. “Last thing I want to do is get abducted, thrown into a van, and wake up in Russia somewhere,” he remarked with a chuckle.
When The Last Patriot of America segment aired, "I had hundreds of people from [former] Eastern Bloc countries and Russia contact me, and telling me, 'We’re proud of you. Russia backs you up!'"
”People who lived under communism know how precious freedom is and they see the leftist direction America is going," Armentrout assessed. "They’re screaming ... ‘Don’t give up your rights! Why are you giving in to these liberals? Why are you letting them take over this country? We’ve been there, done that. It doesn’t work!'"
Still today, some in the Russian press will refer to Armentrout as “one of the few traditionalists” left in America. Funny that the most honest assessment he got from any TV news network or newspaper came from people who once lived under Bolshevism.
“It showed me the condition of America," he said matter-of-factly. "The truth in American journalism is just dying out. It’s all fake.”
Triumph over tragedy
Another happy point for Armentrout was that he and Pensacola State University came to an amicable agreement, and he eventually got accepted to a new school. All his college credits transferred, and he'll be graduating in May 2019, just one year late and debt-free.
During the interim, Armentrout got a job with a tree company, which offered him a short-term but adventurous opportunity to work out in California with the sequoias. He also bought a house in North Carolina, which he's now subleasing, so he could accept a career-advancing position out of state.
This Proverbs reference was recently tagged on Charlottesville’s Beta Bridge, which serves as a “tradition of expression” for locals and UVA students. The verse is “Remove not the ancient landmark, which thy fathers have set” and was painted along with the words “Love thy neighbor as thyself” from Mark 12:31. This display of humility and hope covered Antifa’s message, “Still here, still fighting,” as well as their socialist-paramilitary symbols. Guess what, comrades? We rebels are still here and fighting, too
"The reason that good things happen in my life is because the Lord’s good to me," Armentrout affirmed. "I don’t take a bit of credit for any of it. It’s all Him.”
He sees too how God used his seeming misfortune to open other doors. "I was able to witness to some people that the Lord put in my life through this ‘set back.' I know that ultimately through my suffering … I was able to share the Gospel."
When asked if he'd do Charlottesville all over again, Armentrout replied with an adamant "yes." He's simply not consumed by the rage and the debasement that so defines the leftist mob and their sinister “social justice.”
He holds no animus toward the people who screamed obscenities at him or lied about him. He's not angry about the disruptions that were needlessly caused in his life.
“As Southerners, we invest emotionally in what we do. When we believe, we put our heart and soul into it. When people attack us ... it hurts," Armentrout admitted. Yet this Southern son overcame. He perseveres by holding tight to his faith, praying for his enemies, and clinging to heritage.
"You can’t change history," he said. "You can rewrite it. You can author it. You can brainwash millions of people, but it doesn’t change what actually happened. And people that stand up for the truth are always and will always be in the right.”
"Duty ... is the sublimest word in the our language. Do your duty in all things ... You cannot do more, and you should never do less."
"There is scarcely anything that is right that we cannot hope to accomplish by labor and perseverance. But the first must be earnest and the second unremitting."
— Robert E. Lee
"Just put a foot down. This is your blood."
To the willfully uninformed, Armentrout was some loony kid who wanted to play dress-up on that fateful day in Charlottesville last August. Or perhaps a "Nazi" who aimed to stir up trouble. Or maybe just a backwoods yahoo with bad timing.
Charlottesville was "not my first rodeo," Armentrout said. In fact, ever since he took that life-changing ancestral pilgrimage to Keezletown and witnessed those unkept veterans' graves, he had become a quiet but confident Dixie activist.
It first began with Armentrout attending city council meetings and tending to a Confederate cemetery in his hometown of High Point, North Carolina, where he'd clean the markers, rake pine needles, and fly his Battle Flag. Then “I would play Dixie on my phone and I would stand there and salute."
"I didn’t care who was watching," he explained. "I just knew that what I was doing was right."
“I would do it by myself, unfortunately,” he remarked, adding that there were always people who’d promise him they’d be there next time. But they never showed. “I’m not waiting on any other person."
"Part of being Southern is being able to lead yourself, being able to govern yourself. Being able to say, ‘This is important to me, and I’m going to make it a point to go out and do something for what I believe and love.'"
Proving grounds of a patriot
The camp's membership were “older gentlemen, who were not as zealous and, in my opinion, were kinda burned out," he said. Armentrout was told on several occasions that if he kept flagging, he needed to represent himself as an individual, clearly distinguishing himself from the local SCV.
“Isn’t that what I joined this camp for?" he asked rhetorically. "I broke out my suit and started going to city council meetings as an ‘individual.’ I got super-active.”
His Dixie advocacy was well known in the Florida Panhandle. He was asked to lead the re-dedication ceremony (photo seen at top) of a once-public Confederate statue and flag, which had been returned to a local by the City of Crestview.
The Pensacola SCV "came after me and even attacked me, saying I was capitulating" to the Southern-symbol removers. Armentrout said. "I had had about enough of it.”
"There is no more dangerous experiment than that of undertaking to be one thing before a man's face and another behind his back." — Robert E. Lee
Although an SCV member in good standing, Armentrout understands the struggles of "Southern heritage" organizations trying to exist and do battle in our prickly post-modern world. Many Confederate descendants aren't even willing to try to take the hill, much less die on it.
The Big Sleezy
Monuments to three of the Confederacy's most notable heroes – Jefferson Davis, Robert E. Lee, and Louisiana's own P.G.T. Beauregard – were under threat by quisling extraordinaire, Mayor Mitch Landrieu, a sinister Soros-backed band of carpetbaggers known as Take 'Em Down NOLA, and all the usual suspects. These statues have all since come down.
Antifa "want to see the destruction of this country," Armentrout affirmed. “I saw them disgracing and tagging the monuments … and I said, ‘Where are the good guys?’"
"The only opposition the TV shows is people making fools of themselves ... some guy doing something stupid with a Confederate Flag or saying something that makes him sound idiotic.” He wanted to counter that narrative and be a good guy.
“The SCV is a very valuable asset ... (but) some members are not that good at actively taking up a Battle Flag and marching into a threat." He was, so he did. And did so solo yet again.
Up to now, Armentrout had received his share of disapproving looks when caring for tombstones in High Point. In Pensacola, the full-time student and employee and part-time activist had been told to "get a job," called a "dumb ass," and given pretentious lectures by guilt-obsessed people who claimed to have Confederate lineage.
He had even had a jar of peanut butter thrown at him while on a Florida overpass. So, when a black preacher cursed at him in New Orleans, it wasn't that shocking – just another step in the social devolution he was experiencing firsthand as a resistor against it.
But seeing the stunning statues doused in red paint and covered with sticky foam did take him aback. And the city's foot soldiers were even more jarring.
“I saw a fire truck roll by and a fireman got off the truck wearing a mask and a riot helmet, got a crowbar, ripped the plaque off of this monument … and threw it in the back of the truck and sped off." The "goons" flabbergasted Armentrout.
“So many people are not natural leaders, they’re natural followers."
“In the South today, you have to understand, the Reconstruction and living under 150 years of Yankee occupation is going to have an effect on the inhabitants," Armentrout said of anti-Confederate groupthink. "150 years of deluded history and eventually rewritten history, the implication of apathy in schools, where kids are taught not to care, is going to take its toll.”
“They’re just a product of the environment that the Yankees created." It's a gracious stance that many people, including some fellow Christians, would have a hard time taking: Lord forgive them for they know not what they do.
"I have fought against the people of the North because I believed they were seeking to wrest from the South its dearest rights. But I have never cherished toward them bitter or vindictive feelings, and I have never seen the day when I did not pray for them." — Robert E. Lee
He continued, "It gives the police dispatcher a forewarning and the police officer a prelude to understanding what’s going on before he pulls up to the scene.” It can help to dispel misinformation and fabricated claims of violence, as well.
Armentrout also had close friends of the family act as his advocates, phoning the police third-party, simply communicating that he’s "on point and not crazy." All necessary precautions when entering as hostile an environment as Charlottesville.
He told me the cops were utterly professional, both the ones who talked with him en route to Lee Park and once on site. “The police sergeant came up to me and was like, ‘Sir, you have every right to be here. We are here for you public safety because we know what can happen.”
The officer told Armentrout they had other things going on in the city and that his being there was tying up law enforcement resources. He added, “But we don’t expect you to leave.”
“Sir, I definitely respect other people’s public safety," responded Armentrout. “I just came up here to respect my ancestors and pay my respects to Lee, and I just wanted to see this monument in the event it was taken down.”
Armentrout also noted that he'd driven far to honor Lee and needed a few more minutes, but did request a police escort back to his vehicle. "I wouldn’t feel comfortable walking out of here," he said. So he whistled "Dixie" in his head, gave a final salute, and then nodded to the police.
"We should live, act, and say nothing to the injury of anyone. It is not only best as a matter of principle, but it is the path to peace and honor." — Robert E. Lee
Armentrout's .45 remained holstered while he rode in the front of the police cruiser, and his AR-15 just laid in the backseat. "'This guy has a handgun on his side in my patrol car' was probably the last of [the cop's] concerns. He was probably like ‘I need to get this guy out of my town before another Saturday happens.”
"He’s by himself with an AR at a Confederate monument that’s been at the seat of controversy. He’s going to do something … and we’re going to get it on camera.”
But “I didn’t, and it blew their minds. That’s what made those people yelling at me even madder," he added. "I hope that me doing that … maybe they could see what Christ was like in that small moment. I had faith."
"We must be very careful how we are influenced by hearsay." — Robert E. Lee
Wanting to set the record straight, Armentrout answered questions from a few newspapers, but the so-called journalists turned out to be hacks who wrote predictable hit pieces. Of course.
He said an English reporter wrote article with “a huge slant, basically saying I was condescending of women because I would pay for their dates or hold doors for them. I said, ‘I’m proud of that. I’m a gentleman.” So he stopped giving interviews.
Unfortunately, Armentrout was also "released" from his upcoming senior year at Pensacola State University, which was supposed to be free. Not a good place for a young college kid to be, especially one who believes that "debt enslaves a person."
Armentrout used GoFundMe to try to raise money for finishing up his undergraduate degree. But the website shut him down – twice! - due to alleged "hate speech" violations.
"You've got to be a man, you gotta take command of your own life, you gotta make choices that are tough," he tells compatriots who may find themselves in these same dire straights. "You gotta decide what you want for you and your family, you gotta be willing to protect them."
It takes earnest labor and unremitting perseverance, just like Lee wrote. "One day the Lord might call them to take a stand," Armentrout said. "It’s not easy, but it’s worth it."
Be sure to check out part 3, "Humility and hope."
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Raised right, educated in true history, and nourished in the God of the Bible, Armentrout's also a fearless resistor to the Southern cultural genocide. To me, he serves as a much-needed light in these dark and dangerous times. I hope you will agree.
The Cloud and the Darkness
“She actually whispered in my ear," Armentrout told me in my recent two-hour phone interview with him (click here for full audio). The "she" he's referring to is the black woman seen in this video and the link above.
"It was kinda eerie. I can still hear it. She was like ‘We’re going to find you, chop your body up into tiny pieces, and people aren’t even going to know.'" That'd be peak social justice, I suppose.
The most well-known image from that Tuesday in Charlottesville, Virginia, is at top, a picture in which Lara Rogers, a middle-aged mother of three shoves double-birds in Armentrout's face. To cultural Marxists, Rogers is considered a "middle-fingered hero," who's just resisting "white supremacy."
They're Jacobins who resort to vitriol and bully tactics while claiming the moral high ground against a young man who simply wants to defend his hearth and heritage against a fashionable and utterly dangerous cultural genocide. They claim unity, but seek to conquer. The claim victim status, but revel in schadenfreude.
Stand Unflinchingly By Your Post
“Can you imagine what they might have done if I didn’t have a gun, if that was how volatile they were with me having a gun?” continued Armentrout, who came to Charlottesville open-carrying an AR-15 on his left shoulder and a holstered .45 handgun on his right hip, wearing a Confederate kepi and jacket, and holding a large Battle Flag.
Simply exercising his God-given and legal right to self-defense threw some emotive apparatchiks into a tizzy, of course. Leftists simply cannot fathom the concept of self-defense because they childishly equate guns with murder.
It also tweaked some of Armentrout's supporters, who thought the weaponry sent the wrong message, considering the violence that had unfolded in Charlottesville just three days prior. He admitted he almost left the rifle in the trunk of his car.
But with “all this hating on the ARs,” he opted to prove that the maligned gun can be used in a peaceful way and as a deterrent to harm and criminality. “Every time an AR-15’s been put on the news, it’s ‘Oh, it’s killed somebody.' This time, it’s not going to be that way."
“People nowadays do not value life," he added. "How hard do you think it’d be to kill a kid with a Confederate flag at a controversial monument? It’d be nothin’."
When in the Conflict of Life
En route, a man brandished a weapon and made veiled threats, and a few cops approached him. Undeterred, Armentrout steadfastly marched onward, weapons visible and flag flying high. Such are the battle lines in this 4th-generation war and Lee Park was the beachhead.
This kind of puritanical purge of all things Southern is one of the many reasons the Unite the Right (UTR) rally had even taken place in city the previous weekend. The 26-feet-high bronze sculpture simply came to represent resistance to the leftist status quo because the Charlottesville barbarians made it so.
The horrific event, as described by my friend who attended the rally, didn't occur because the city is a "place fractured by racial history and racial wounds," assert the social-justice shills. The calamity was caused by these very hand-wringers who now cry foul and proved what dissidents of all stripes have been saying all along: we live under anarcho-tyranny.
And the cultural Marxists' cleansing of Confederate symbols and subsequent celebration of evildoers only proliferated post-UTR, amplifying that ugly reality. In fact, it was the razing of the Confederate veteran statue in Durham by a legion of lunatics which inspired Armentrout to head to Virginia.
“There does come a point where morally what they believe in is completely wrong and threatens my way of life in some cases," Armentrout said of the Reconstructed masses. "And that’s when you have to stand up for what you believe in.”
Charlottesville is a case study in peak democracy. It's the bitter pill that there's an outright state-enforced, media-pushed, corporate-collaborated war against freedom of conscience, civility, and federalism. And Dixie is its emblematic whipping boy.
"It is history that teaches us to hope."
— Robert E. Lee
“There once was a group of people who said, ‘Enough’s enough,’ and took up arms against" central authority, he continued. "The federal government doesn’t want people to know about that.” He's absolutely correct: that's what this is about.
“They can tear down every monument. They can kill every Southerner. They can burn every history book. They can dig up every Confederate grave. It doesn’t change what happened. The truth cannot be destroyed, ever.”
“With Christ, comes freedom, and with Christianity, comes free will," affirmed Armentrout when critiquing America's spiritual and social degradation. "We can fight. We can complain ... but until we turn our hearts over to the Lord, it’s not going to change anything.”
Faithful to the Discharge of your Duty
His maturity in faith and unwavering courage in his beliefs are the blessings of God, Armentrout said. How else could one remain so undaunted in the face of such vile chastisement?
This self-control he exhibited is what astounded people. "How could you be so calm? I would’ve knocked her upside the head," Armentrout said were some of the most common comments regarding Rogers' infantile aggression.
“Yeah, well, I wanted to, but that’s not the Christian thing to do ... you can turn the other cheek when people are cussing you. Through just that one character trait alone, I showed Christ in me ... (but) it does take some restraint from the Holy Spirit.”
"My chief concern is to try to be an honest, earnest Christian."
— Robert E. Lee
But when the maniacal mobsters ambushed him, he "clammed up." Attempting to have a civil exchange with uncivil and miseducated people is "a lost cause," he said.
“This is our town!” cried out a person, who was probably not even a native of the city, much less of Virginia. “Racist go home!” chanted the blood-thirsty gaggle. "You're not welcome here!"
The South is his home.
The Armentrouts constructed churches, grew their families, cultivated community, fostered freedom, and continued defending Virginia during both the Revolutionary War and the War of 1812. Continuing the patriotic lineage, his fourth great-grandfather served in the Confederate Army in the Stonewall Brigade during the War Between the States.
"I’m just very proud … of the sacrifice they gave so that I can live in this country," he said of his kin. I'm "thankful that even though we were defeated, that my ancestors stood up to the Yankees and the invaders and tried to fight for our independence there, too.”
"A nation which does not remember what it was yesterday does not know where it is today."
He decided to clean those neglected veteran gravestones “of men who died for our rights and our freedoms hundreds of miles away from their families.” Many of their “descendants probably don’t even know where they are. For all I know there might be an Armentrout in Missouri or Texas, somewhere far away from me that hopefully a fellow compatriot out there might clean.”
"I learned a lot from my dad and those two pictures."
"My dad taught me as a young man to revere those individuals and taught me what they believed, showed me what to stand for and what not to. I was taught that I have rights and freedoms. I was taught the truth and I was taught to care.”
"I think it better to do right, even if we suffer in doing so, than to incur the reproach of our consciences and posterity."
— Robert E. Lee
Just like we Orthodox look to the saints and use their stories to help grow us in faith, Armentrout looks to the enigmatic Lee and Jackson. Just like we Orthodox are called upon to pray for our dead Christian ancestors, Armentrout honors his.
Just like the traditional Orthodox fought against iconoclasm in the Byzantine Empire, Armentrout resists the destruction of his symbols and traditions. This all gives him a sense of purpose. Pride in a people.
“A man’s life is always trying to seek things to fill the void in his heart and respecting those who fought and died for you completes you in some way," he said. It's about time and place. Identity and meaning. Ties that bind. And being a grateful Southern son."
Be sure to check out part 2, "Take my stand."
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“I pledge allegiance to my Flag and to the Republic for which it stands, one nation, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.”
— “The Pledge of Allegiance,” September 9, 1892
With Independence Day just a few weeks ago and all the statist fervor that’s displayed annually around the holiday, I’m reminded of why I don’t say “The Pledge of Allegiance.” Let’s begin with the sordid inception of this American ritual.
The Pledge was written by Francis Bellamy, a 19th-century Christian socialist and member of the Boston-born movement known as the Nationalist Club. The organization urged for the nationalization of private property and exponential growth in social services, especially public education.
So, what we’re talking about here is not the kind of nationalism that seeks political independence for a regional people who share a distinct culture, language, and religion. Rather, this was more about “economic democracy.” In other words, socialism.
Enter Francis’ cousin, Edward Bellamy, a then-famous author of socialist-utopian novels. Edward’s “Looking Backward” was the third best-selling book of the day and greatly influenced none other than progressive public-school advocate, John Dewey. The book also inspired the proliferation of more Nationalist Clubs, where Bellamyites would gather to study Marxism and disseminate anti-capitalist ideas.
The blue-blood’s brand of nationalism coursed its way through the veins of America’s body politic and into many cities beyond Boston. The movement found common cause with reformers of the era, such as the People’s Party, the Social Labor Party, and the Social Democratic Party. And at the club’s height, there were chapters as far away as Washington, D.C., Chicago, Canada, California, and New Zealand.
Back to Francis: in the late 1880s, he was fired from his New England pastoral job for incessantly preaching that Jesus was a socialist. But he went on to become the founding vice president of the Society of Christian Socialists and a frequent contributor to its circular, “The Dawn.”
Francis was then hired by “The Youth’s Companion” (YC), a leading children’s publication that also featured works by Americana greats, like Jack London, Mark Twain, and Booker T. Washington. As content creators in the magazine’s premium department, Francis and James B. Upham began a promotion in 1888 that solicited subscriptions from public schools with the bonus of receiving a U.S. flag.
Up until this point, flying the stars and stripes wasn’t a common custom most anywhere. Remember, this was prior to the country’s ascent into foreign-adventurism during the Spanish-American War and subsequent role as global-policeman via propaganda pushed during both world wars.
But despite 20-plus years of Reconstruction, people still largely identified with their community, state, or region at this time. It’s not that folks weren’t proud of their home, it’s just that their home wasn’t the “nation.”
Plus, Unionism wasn’t (and I would argue, still isn’t among loud and proud Dixie natives) the instinct of most homegrown Americans, so shows of patriotism weren’t really necessary. Hell, Congress didn’t proclaim the 4th of July an official holiday until 1870, and Southern cities, like battle-worn Vicksburg, Miss., didn’t even celebrate it till the early 1900s.
But in just a few short years of YC’s promotion, approximately 26,000 flags had moved into public schools through this ingenious marketing concept. As with most business strategies, though, demand began to stagnate. So in 1892, Upham had another grand idea: increase magazine sales and the numbers of flags into schools by couching the promotion as a way to commemorate the 400th anniversary of Christopher Columbus coming to the Americas.
A new flag pledge was published in the September 8 issue of YC. Students were encouraged to memorize and recite it, as well as participate in a novel flag-raising ceremony to observe the upcoming Columbus Day in October.
Francis spoke at a national meeting of school superintendents in support of the gimmick, er, I mean, patriotic program. Of course, the educrats were seduced by the campaign and happily obliged at utilizing government education to work the Pledge into the consciousness of the masses.
“Our public school system is what makes this Nation superior to all other Nations,” Sherman Hoar, U.S. Congressman from Massachusetts, told Francis in support of the pledge campaign. Pompous populism was at a fever pitch.
The National Education Association became a sponsor, and U.S. Congress and President Benjamin Harrison also participated in the excitement, making a national proclamation about the Columbus Day pledge-and-flag event. And so was born a new American covenant.
Interestingly, the pledge was originally recited while raising a stiff right hand upward. Due to its similarities to the Nazi salute, this practice was discontinued during WWII and replaced with placing right hand over heart. At the urging of the Knights of Columbus, “Under God” was added by Congress and President Dwight Eisenhower in 1954 as a stance against the threat of atheist communism. Oh the irony.
So, controversies over the Pledge’s words have become an all-encompassing straw man: while leftists fight to have the Pledge taken out of schools (even though they’re the ones who put it there), godly limited-government folks think they’re being both patriotic and faithful in promoting the Pledge’s public prominence (even though it’s a socialist screed). The discombobulation is baffling.
The terminology of the now-lionized Pledge echoed the sentiments that was – and still is – the vanguard of New England meddlesomeness, which spread like wildfire throughout the Progressive Era. It ramped up in the late 1800s and hammered home the wrath of Reconstruction, planting the creeping seeds of post-modern socialism that slowly but surely befell 20th-century America and is today in despondent, dark bloom.
“Republic … is the concise political word for the Nation – the One Nation which the Civil War was fought to prove,” Francis explained of the terms he used in crafting the Pledge. “To make that One Nation idea clear, we must specify that it is indivisible, as [Daniel] Webster and [Abraham] Lincoln used to repeat in their great speeches.”
He also wanted the political vow to be “an intensive communing with salient points of our national history … [including] the meaning of the Civil War” and viewed his Pledge as an “inoculation” against radicalism. And as a puritanical populist who once ran for New York governor on the Prohibition Party ticket, you know the “virus” of subversion to which he was referring was states’ rights.
There’s a reason “Happy Secession Day” was trending on social media this 4th of July: many people are coming to realize that Revolutionary colonists fought to break from the British by severing their relationship with the crown. Indeed, These United States were born of divisibility.
Secession, not oneness, is our heritage, no matter what progressive pundits or public-school propagandists say. Questioning “the republic” and “the flag for which it stands” is as American as apple pie; it is truly in line with our founding as a people of freedom and faith. Our legacy is not that of soulless automatons and empire worshippers.
“I believe a man is happier, and happy in a richer way, if he has ‘the freeborn mind,'” C.S. Lewis said. “For independence allows an education not controlled by Government; and in adult life it is the man who needs and asks nothing of Government who can criticize its acts and snap his fingers at its ideology.”
Now I know Lewis is a Brit, but I think it’s important to have a strong Christian counterpoint to Francis’ social-gospel message. Lewis may have been a mutton-and-turnip-eating Irishman, but he surely had his Anglican finger on the pulse of what it means to be faithful and free-thinking – an often difficult task for some Christians to accomplish, much less one who adheres to the tenets of socialism and its imperial aims.
Government that’s smaller and closer to home is always better for liberty, and Dixie has been living under an antithetical system for way too long a time. As an unReconstructed Southerner, I see the Pledge’s “one nation” and “indivisibility” mantras as simply reinforcing the central authoritarianism which my Confederate ancestors fought against.
Take the experience of Francis Key Howard, grandson of Francis Scott Key, author of “The Star-Spangled Banner.” Key composed what came to be the lyrics of America’s national anthem when witnessing the U.S. flag waving in Baltimore harbor after the British bombardment of Fort McHenry during the War of 1812.
Fast forward not even 50 years to the War of North Aggression, when Howard was arrested without warrant in accordance with the federal government’s policy of jailing dissenters of Lincoln’s wartime policies. Howard’s crime? He had written an editorial condemning Lincoln’s suspension of the writ of habeas corpus, implementation of martial law in Baltimore, and imprisonment of the city’s mayor, its police commissioners, the entire city council, and a sitting U.S. Congressman – all without charge.
By imprisoning so many of his political enemies, Lincoln prevented Marylanders from ever having a vote on secession. After all, people can’t challenge the unrestrained power of the nation-state and its usurpation of authority, if their leaders are all locked away.
Howard was originally held at at Fort McHenry, precisely where Key had experienced his pivotal patriotic moment and penned the reverent words honoring the flag and fortitude of his young, struggling country. Obviously, Howard wasn’t feeling the same warm-and-fuzzy sentiments as did his grandfather.
“The flag which then he [Key] so proudly hailed, I saw waving at the same place over the victims as vulgar and brutal a despotism as modern times have witnessed.”
— Francis Key Howard, 1861
To me, the Pledge is either a socially sanctioned habit that few question at best, or a forced loyalty oath of subordination at worst. Why vow allegiance to something hellbent on crushing self-determination, promoting tyranny, and propping up oligarchs who pay for their socialist schemes on my dime just because it’s the status quo? It’s all just a bit too totalitarian for this rebel.
But I’m not a barbarian, for goodness sake. I respect my family and friends who do participate in the Pledge. After all, I know they see it as a simple act of publicly displaying love of country. But I also see my small resistance as patriotic.
There’s a line in an old Ani DiFranco song that goes, “I am a patriot. I have been fighting the good fight.” I, too, am fighting the good fight for a homeland where “liberty and justice for all” (not special rights for some) and a republic that embraces (not crushes) divisibility can again take root, and against the reconstructed socialism that has foisted ruination and colonization upon my nation: the South.
As author Edward Abbey once wrote: “A patriot must always be ready to defend his country against his government.” I am that kind of patriot. Deo vindice.
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