by Al Benson Jr.
Last June after that “useful idiot” in Charleston shot those black folks in their church the country erupted in a “spontaneous” attack on all things Southern and Confederate. It was like a gigantic psy-ops campaign nationwide and I’m sorry, but spontaneous it wasn’t. It was only spontaneous if you believed the “news” (what a laugh) media.
At any rate, Southern folks resisted, fought back, and there was a whole batch of Confederate flag rallies around the South and flag caravans on some major highways, like I-20 right here in Louisiana and others. Confederate flags went up all over the place, in places you’d never seen one before, and the backs of pickup trucks carried them and it was great to see them all because they represented resistance to the cultural Marxist agenda.
But then things quieted down, the cultural Marxists backed off a little as the summer wore on and by the time autumn was upon us most of the Confederate flags had come back down and the pickup trucks didn’t sport them anymore. Things went back to normal, whatever that is anymore, and people went back to political slumber. What most people don’t realize is that this is a classic Marxist tactic–attack until you meet significant resistance and at that point back down because you’ve gone as far as you can, so back off and throw your adversaries off guard. And it usually works. It worked last year. It works because once people get stirred up about something and resist it you can throw them off guard by just quitting for awhile and letting them quit and take a breather. You know you will be back and they don’t. Once they go back to sleep you slap them in the face with round two and it’s that much harder for them to get remobilized and back to resistance and so you make hay while they are picking themselves off the couch. I noted last year that this is what would happen and it did. The cultural Marxists have come out of their corner fighting and our side is just now beginning to wake up and realize that this isn’t over. Eternal vigilance is something we are not conditioned to practice anymore.
Just this week our side has gotten slammed with something almost every day and from what I can see, we’ve barely started to respond yet.
I read an article on http://www.wdrb.com about a petition being circulated to remove a statue of Jefferson Davis from the Capitol Rotunda in Kentucky and replacing him with a monument or statue of Muhammad Ali. Former State Treasurer Jonathan Miller is pushing this agenda and he wants Davis gone and Ali in. So he wants to replace a statue of a practicing Christian with a monument to a Muslim. Whether you realize it or not, this changes the history your kids get to view. One less statue of a Christian Southerner and one more monument to a Muslim. Washington, D.C. has to love it!
On the heels of this there was another article about the National Cathedral in Washington preparing to remove part of some of their stained glass windows because they have Confederate flags on them and they feel they can no longer have windows that portray “racist” symbols. The Confederate flags will be replaced with plain glass. I’m a little surprised they don’t want a Hammer & Sickle up there. The National Cathedral is run by the Episcopal Church. Now I grew up in the Episcopal Church and my wife and I attended it until 1971 when they started giving money to the Black Panthers and we decided we could no longer put money in the collection plate on Sunday that financed what we were opposed to the other six days of the week. We felt, at that point, that the Church had been taken over by liberals. Little did we realize at the time that it was really cultural Marxism and that it had been going on for decades. That knowledge came later. And, as we are talking about “racist” symbols, what about all those slave ships from New England that flew “Old Glory” when they went to Africa to buy slaves off black African chieftains? What about the Episcopalians in New England that made big bucks off the slave trade? Were they “racist?”
Then someone sent me a photo on Face Book this week of a man on a motorcycle in a parade in Saratoga Springs, New York on Memorial Day. The man had a big Confederate flag on the back of his motorcycle. I don’t know how he got into the parade, but from some of the comments in the article with the photo I almost got the impression that the folks that saw it were scared stiff at seeing a Confederate flag. You could almost, from their comments, see them running for home so they could lock themselves in and that nasty old flag couldn’t get in and scare them. I mean, my heavens, folks, it’s a flag. It will not do you bodily harm. It must take massive doses of propaganda to make people afraid of a piece of cloth! This is almost the Twilight Zone anymore.
There was another article about the cultural Marxists trying to get a Confederate monument somewhere in Maryland taken down. They tried last year and the town council voted against it and so they were back this year again and again the town council voted to leave the monument alone. You can bet the cultural Marxists will be back next year and they may even try running someone for the town council that will vote their way, because they don’t quit. We do. They don’t.
Those that wish to keep at least some of their history and culture have got to start learning to fight back and to keep on fighting back. I know I’ve said this all before but it’s no less true now than it was last year. Had we managed to keep up our resistance last year we may well have blunted some of their efforts this year because when they came out for round two we would already have been there, ready for them instead of asleep. We have to learn how they think and we have to learn how to resist them on a continual basis. Until we do that they will keep on winning and we will continue to fight a rear-guard action that eventually loses us our history, faith, culture and heritage. So wake up, get your Confederate flags back up and learn to resist because, as I’ve said before, the history and heritage you save may be your grandchildren’s.