Defending the Confederacy Today: Lochlainn Seabrook

I haven't posted here for seven months.  I didn't stop writing, I just transferred much of my heritage defense to my other, better-read blog, Saberpoint.  Now I am back to this one for dealing with Confederate heritage and history.

It is not easy to defend the Confederacy nowadays, as the anti-South hatred has been stoked to a degree greater than anytime since reconstruction.  It's as if a form of madness has spread across the nation like a plague.  The mere display of a Confederate flag results in sharp cries of outrage and anguish, with much posing and posturing by those who would defend us from it.

Most Americans don't remotely know or understand what happened in America between 1860 and 1877, the time period that includes Lincoln's war and the reconstruction that came afterwards.  However, the Northern version of the history of that time period is largely a lie, a self-serving, massive distortion of what actually happened and why.

I have discovered a Southern writer who explains what happened and why, one Lochlainn Seabrook of Sea Raven Press.  I just finished his book Abraham Lincoln:  the Southern View.  Next on my reading list is Everything You Were Taught About American Slavery is Wrong, Ask a Southerner. Both of these books are weighty tomes, 654 pages for the former, 1020 pages for the latter.

The book on Lincoln inflamed my feelings against the North, Lincoln and Yankeedom.  If I suddenly attained supernatural powers, I would restore the Confederate States of America immediately, then resurrect and hang Lincoln, Sherman, Grant and Sheridan for crimes against humanity.  Since I can't do that, I can continue to learn, and to propagate the truth, in the hopes that future generations may go looking for it and someday find it.

You should do the same.  Check out Sea Raven Press at their website, here.

Outraged by the Confederate Flag?

You never hear anything about the Confederate flag in the media unless it is negative.  Someone is always "outraged" by the display of the Confederate flag.  The flag has become a Pavlov-like trigger to those prone to perpetual paroxysms of posturing paranoia, outrage, self-righteousness and ignorance.

Today it is a Confederate flag that some high school students displayed in Blue Springs, Missouri.  Earlier this year the California State Legislature considered passing a bill making it illegal to sell Confederate flags on state-owned property.  Some attorneys in California sought to remove the flag of Mississippi from a display of all state flags, because it contains the Confederate flag within it.  The flag is such a convenient tool for airheads to pose and posture over.  By their phony "outrage" they are really saying "Look at me!  I am so enlightened and sensitive!  What a moral hero I am!  Admire me!"

The asininity is endless.

Just let me say this:  we of Confederate heritage love the Confederate flag.  We do not wish to offend anyone, but could care less if they are offended, being that their "offense" is based on ignorance and a century and a half of slander against the Confederacy.  In fact, we are more offended than they are for being offended by the flag in the first place.  It's as if they object to a photo of our mother because they think our mother is ugly.  Those are fighting words.

Just for the record, I cannot say I am "offended" by the display of the modern American flag, but cannot help but think, when I see it flying over a Southern capitol, that it flies there not by choice, but by violent force.  So the Confederate flag is "controversial," but the American flag, which flew over the slave ships, over the genocide of the American Indian, over the burning of Atlanta to the ground, over the seizure of Hawaii, over the Japanese internment camps -- is not?  Ah, there is no hypocrisy like Yankee hypocrisy.

We are going to keep the Confederate flag, and if you don't like it, you can go straight to hell.  The flag stays.  We won't give it up, and we will not acquiesce to the "outrage" of the human equivalent of Pavlov's dogs.  Go salivate over something else.