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Oh my goodness ... We got all the way to the price of eggs ...
In a thread about Confederate Statues.
Any moment now ... There's going to be some white gloves whipped out at an afternoon tea ...
And few Daughters of the Confederacy ... Discussing the Great War of Northern Aggression ...
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Bless their precious little hearts ... They're still fighting ...
And they don't understand shit about the South ... Or why it's called the Black Belt ...
Or the Bible Belt ... Depending on who someone may feel like hating at the moment.
They don't even know one of the major reasons it was called The Dead South ... Shortly after the War ...
When some of the farmers just turned over the mass graves ... And plowed them into the fields ...
Using the dead as fertilizer ... Giving everything the stench of death.
Where I live ... There's not a house of any considerable size ... That was standing during the Civil War ...
That wasn't a battlefield hospital ... And they are still haunted by the memories.
Cemetaries ... Where the Daughters of the Confederacy moved the bodies they could find.
Lines of white markers ... With no names ... Just 'USA' or 'CSA' as an identifier ...
Laying side by side for eternity ... Regardless the conflict they had that put them there.
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I sometimes wonder at how amazing it is we can live together ... Amongst the ghosts that wander the night ...
And actually have some respect for each other in our communities ... Laughing at all the garbage.
It's everywhere here ... In the dirt ... The names and places ...
Inescapable in one's everyday life ... We don't want to forget ... Couldn't if we tried ...
And there were lessons that needed to be learned one way or the other.
And the people that want to think it all means something else ...
Well ... Chances are they are not from around here ... Because we kind of know what happened.
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