White is the new black

 

Universities build walls
Between the races
Like new segregation
Determined to blot out
With black anything white
Rules of order
Like new Jim Crowd
Telling us what words to say
Or not say, or things to do
Or shouldn’t,
Not yet banning us from toilets
Or water foundations,
Nor making us sit
On the back of the bus,
No new “whites only,”
Yet, but soon,
Orange once being the new black,
Meaning jail birds,
But these days,
You dare not show your white face
Any place like this
With lists posted
Martin Luther-like
To the gates of
Higher education saying
“Whites need not apply.”

 

Radical proverbs

Being a racist is not illegal.

Hate speech is only dangerous when it’s aimed at someone.

A gun does not pull its own trigger.

Telling a cop to fuck off while you’re holding a knife is unwise.

Burning down a black business to get even with a white man makes no sense.

A bigot is anyone who uses skin color to take the measure of a man.

A mayor who protects criminals is a criminal.

Black skin doesn’t make you a target unless you want it to.

A white man in black mask is the same as one in a white hood.

The system isn’t racist, people are.

Shooting someone in the name of social justice isn’t justice.

White guilt is just surrendering your options to a mob.

Kneeling doesn’t make you less racist, it just hides it better.

People who say good and evil are dangerous.

Politics is never about social justice, always about money

A headline is designed to fool you.

Politicians go wherever the wind blows.

The radical who shakes your hand today, stabs you in the back tomorrow.

Don’t trust a business that removes a black person’s face from its product.

Racial justice is an oxymoron.

Pursuit of truth or righteousness is a waste of time.

Selling the slavery myth

Truth is not an accumulation of facts.

People believe what other people tell them or a trusted news service over even their mother in law on the telephone.
Journalism is all about myth making and so is rewriting history.

The fact is that white people were also enslaved doesn't matter when it comes to the mist of black suffrage.
Whites were also sold in the meat market in Philadelphia, kids separated from their parents, husbands and wives separated from each other, just like the meat market in the Old South.
Massive Graves in Montreal testify to the dangerous and deadly mid passage that the Irish took on coffin ships often shoving dead infants through portholes in order to keep the disease that killed them from spreading in the awful below deck overcrowded chambers they were forced to live in for the months of passage from Europe to America,

A white man in the 18th and 19th century was just as likely to be whipped, branded, hung or burned in the north as the slave was in the South.

But we are being sold a myth of white guilt through things like CRT and 1619 project because it fits a particular political agenda.

Myth making is how you manipulate people, get grown athletes to kneel, and spoiled white kids to riot.

There is no doubt that African Americans suffered greatly to the process of slavery, but they are not sole possession of that experience and to sell that is to sell a lie.
People buy myths they don't buy facts.

CNN, MSNBC, The New York Times, the Washington Post and other major news purveyors would go broke if people actually looked into and took into account facts rather than how media spins them into believing a myth. If facts governed belief, people would be burning down the offices of The Atlantic or the New Yorker rather than federal buildings in places like Portland.

The old film, “The man who shot Liberty Valance” reflects todays media: when confronted with fact verses myth, print the myth.

This is the reason why so many people ignore the fact that Jacobs has been charged with rape – getting admiration from prosecutors such as Kamala Harris or the George Floyd who died of a drug overdose has been made into a national hero.

We are supposed to believe that the ten or so deaths of black people at the hands of the police over the last decade indicate institutional racism when the facts show that twice as many white people are shot by cops and that 99.99 percent of the 60 million contacts with the police and public each year are either justified or peaceful, including the 5 million annual interchanges between cops and black people.

A t-shirt slogan saying black lives matters is easier to digest then all of the crime statistic or even the facts on a police report might show.
We do not have a system in colleges that teaches about the Irish famine and how people were herded ships meant for carrying lumber died in droves in the passage to America – as testified by the mass graves outside Montreal.

There is no required curriculum for teaching about the Europeans who stood naked in Philadelphia while customers looked over their bodies to see if they were healthy enough to serve as servants, children sold without their parents, husbands without their wives.

While we have the feminist movement to thank for recalling the burning of witches in Salem, we never learn about how many white people were whipped or worse, branded and mutilated, punishments as common in the north as in the south.

While people were whipped for things as silly as cursing in public or getting drunk.

The death penalty was imposed in the north just as it was in the south on white men just as frequently as the south imposed it on black men – steal a horse, a cow or mule and you got hung. Rob a rich man you died as well.

Federal employees are not required to learn about the German immigrants fleeing on overcrowded, disease-ridden ships, exploited in Europe and again in America, sold off like cattle. Employees are required to learn how to feel guilty only about the wrongs inflicted on blacks, even though many of those being forced into white guilt don’t even have ancestry that goes back that far.

Black lives do matter but it ignores the fact that the passage to America was wrought with pain for all those who came across as immigrants and that it simply ignores the white passage because it does not fit with the mythology that is being spread and the concept of reparations.
CRT is determined to brand in people's minds this concept that white people are guilty of black people's oppression when it is not a matter of color but a matter of class and that an Irish person an Italian person a German all were equal victims if not as institutionalized as it was in the south.
If 1619 project taught the truth, then people would know that slavery was already a black-on-black institution long before any black man saw a white man – and that after the slave trade was abolished, Africa’s economy collapsed because it completely relied on the sale of blacks to the international slave trade – blacks selling black enemies, black friends, black ex-lovers, even black family members.

Both CRT and 1619 project are selling myths, pretending to give us accumulated facts, much as the journalism we get from elite news media feeds of pieces of information that build on a perception, but do nothing to present real facts. Media is delivering a message that we are expected to accept as fact – when in most cases, nothing could be further than the truth.

This is why when news reports talk about a police shooting a innocent victim, it is always a black person they report on, even though two times as many whites get shot in police confrontation.
We also ignore the fact that in the past most of these confrontations between blacks and cops have to do with a criminal complaint. These aren't innocent blacks cops are targeting, but part of an escalating confrontation. Sometimes, the suspects taunt the cops looking for a reaction, and poor training causes the cops to overreact. Sometimes, a bad cop does bad things. But this is the hardly institutionalized racism radicals and media are selling to us.

Media has managed to paint sinners into saints and so do the slogans protests use. These aren’t honest statements of fact, but continued barrage of propaganda determined to create a myth we all need to believe.

The fact that 1619 Project is being taught in schools is problematic, just as much as requiring federal employees to be subjected to misinformation that leads them to feel white guilt.

We evoke the word racism in order to stifle real debate or to require an examination of facts as opposed to Myth. So, we have sports stars prompted into kneeling who ought to be celebrating their own ability to succeed in a system that gave them opportunities. You have radicals disparaging successful blacks as Uncle Toms because they managed to work hard and get their just rewards.

Facts don't matter. It is the perception of the community, the myth, that is being sold and the bill of goods that people are buying in this election by a very questionable media and by a previous administration who has a political agenda in promoting the myth.

 

The black code

When modern historians talk about The Black Code, they usually mean the code developed at the end of the Civil War in reaction to Reconstruction.

The original Black Code, however, was older and was the foundation of rules regarding slavery much in the way the Ten Commandments became the foundation of Jewish and later Christian faith.

Legend has it that a Frenchman named Bienville wrote the 54 rules that make up The Black Code, covering a whole range of issues dealing with the relationship between whites and blacks.

Bienville was a soldier, so obviously felt the need of rule, but he was also a religious man, who also believed black people had souls and should be instructed in religious faith – in particular – the Catholic faith. A shrewd man, Bienville foresaw the conflicts between black and white, and though the product of his time, believe this code could help save black and white lives.

Despite popular misconceptions suggested by popular TV shows such as The Musketeers, the French as well as their English counterparts in colonial America had very little experience dealing with blacks – unlike the Spanish and Portuguese who had already encountered blacks in Africa, and had brought them to the west to long before Jamestown.

The Spanish in particular saw no need to restrict sexual relationships between blacks and whites – although were often crueler to slaves than the French and English were.

Bienville could not have foreseen how his code would some to serve as the rule book for slavery in the south, which would be adapted by the Spanish, English and eventually the American South as a kind of guide to slavery.

Most books on slavery do not mention him or his code, mostly because popular books today – even the infamous 1619 Project by The New York Times rely heavily on abolitionist history, and Bienville’s Black Code would not fit well into that narrative.

The 54 rules became the foundation of Southern relations with slaves, an ideal to which whites were supposed to inspire, although only a handful actually did.

Although Spanish had more contact with blacks, they were as terrified by them as the French and English were – although the white population fully understood they could not tame the wilderness without them.

The Carolinas as they got settled fully understood the kind of hardship, they were causing blacks but also the desperate need for slave labor when they instituted The Principle of Extreme Tyranny, which legalized slavery in those colonies.

Bienville’s Black Code was an attempt to limit the power of whites over blacks, but also created a system of punishments blacks could expect if they disobeyed their masters. Odious by contemporary standards – which are often raised by liberals when citing the south’s abuse of slaves – in truth, the punishments the Black Code imposed were little different from punishment being inflicted on whites elsewhere in the colonies, in particular, the Puritan New England.

The Black Code set rules for how slaves should be treated, how they should be punished, and how their masters should be held accountable for abusing slaves.

Bienville’s rules called for instructing slaves in religious faith, including allowing them to study the Bible – a right later stripped of the slaves when Northern Abolitionists started distributing anti-slavery literature in the south, calling for slave uprisings.

Because Bienville was a Roman Catholic, his rules limited or restricted slave labor on the Sabbath.

His rules strictly prohibited romantic relations between the races, banning marriages between black and whites – for which a slave owner could face fines as well as the loss the slave. No priest or religious leader was allowed to perform such ceremonies.

Even manumitted (freed slaves) were not allowed to have sex with a slave, and a free slave who did, was forced to marry the slave. Oddly enough, the slave then became a free slave, and so did all of the children that resulted from the union.

The Black Code was designed to protect free men – black, white or Native American – from slave violence – though the threat of reprisals.

The most frequent punishment was the whip though the severity of punishment increased with repeated offenses or the seriousness of the perceived crime.

A slave was whipped for a first offense and would likely get branded with a hot iron if he did the same thing again. Some punishments including chopping off a slave’s ears or even maiming him. While Abolitionists often ranted and raved about slaves being killed, the death penalty was rare – if only because the slave was too valuable.

If a slave struck his master, his master’s wife, mistress or children hard enough to leave a mark or draw blood, death was generally the result.

As in the old west, a slave who stole a horse or rustled a cow or sheep, was generally hung. Theft of other things resulted in harsh but not deadly punishment – usually a whipping or branding.

Slaves who ran away faced a variety of punishments that could including having his ears cut off and being branded. If he continued to run away, he could be maimed or eventually killed.

But these punishments were not exclusive to the south or to slaves, but were in fact the standard kinds of punishments inflicted on white or black in the colonies in the north or south – and in fact, the punishment inflicted on slaves tended to be less severe than punishments inflicted in England and France. And the punishments inflicted on black slaves shipped to Moslem countries involved loss of hands, feet, tongues, eyes and beheading.

While the whip was the most popular means of punishment in the north, white people there could be put into stocks or suffer that era’s version of water torture, they were often mutilated and branded, even hung – or in the case of suspected witch craft – burned alive. Most criminals in the north were whipped or banded for crimes that included breaking the sabbath, Idolatry, blasphemy, public drunkenness, fighting or even cursing.

Most often the punishment was done in public, designed to serve as a deterrent to others.

The punishments in Bienville’s Black Code pretty much fell in line with what was at the time the norm for criminal justice north and south during the 17th and into the 18th Centuries.

But The Black Code was more than just about crime and punishment.

Bienville sought to protect slaves from sadistic masters – though even he admitted his rules could not completely control passions. He also understood that the major motivation for obeying the rules might be only to keep valuable property from being damaged.

The Black Code established minimum requirements for the feeding, closing and housing of slaves, and gave the slave the right to file a complain with the attorney general of a village council who oversaw the enforcement of the code.

Masters were also required to feed; cloth and house injured slaves and provide this same care for elderly slaves or those too young to work.

This meant a master had to provide for slaves from birth to death or pay the local government to provide those services.

Each colony had an officer or justice who was empowered to charge the master or overseer if a slave was murdered or mutilated, and this officer would even sentence a master to death for the murder of a slave.

The Black Code also prohibited a master from selling a husband or wife separately if he owned both, and children under 14 could not be sold separately from their parents.

Freed or manumitted slaves were granted the same rights and privileges as other free born persons under this code.

The code also provided a means for slaves to buy their own freedom.

Although Bienville intended the Black Code to serve as a hard and fast rule, most masters used it as a guide, picking and choosing which rules they would honor and other ignore.

But over time, most southern slave owners operated independently of the code, and the fate of a slave depended largely on the good will of the master

While there were many good masters, the system grew harsher – especially under the constant drum beat of northern abolitionists. The attempted uprising by John Brown as well as other incidents instigated by abolitionist infiltrators caused a serious change in the south.

Most slaves were prohibited from learning to read or write, living conditions varied significantly. The vast number of southern abolitionists were driven out of the south, suspected of collaborating with their northern counter parts. The switch to cotton as a major export crop revigorated slavery at a time in the 1820s when it was about to fail. The collapse of the northern industrial economy in 1819 also caused the north to impose crippling tariffs on the south, forcing the south to increase its need to produce more cotton and thus increased the need for slaves.

But one has to wonder what the life of a slave might have been had the south mandated its rules rather than treated them as some vague ideal?

We will never know.

Samba, the Banbara

If Samba, the Banbara ever taught us anything, it is the futility of slave revolts.

We seem to be repeating the history of our ancestors, creating new uprisings in places like Portland that are ultimately doomed to fail, doing what slave ancestors tried to do in the old south, but instead of abolitionists smuggling in weapons and propaganda, the new breed of slave gets armed by people like George Soros and gets fed by a corrupt media over the internet.

Agitators don’t suffer the consequences of their deeds, leaving when the uprising fails or when the other slaves come to realize that these things are rarely designed provide social justice, but the egoistic ambitions of their leaders.

Samba tried to until Native Americans and slaves in an uprising he called the “Red and Black” alliance – foolish slaves under the urging of Chickasaws urging the blacks to overthrow the whites – an old slave woman saving the day when she overheard Samba’s plan to kill all the whites people and then take their place as master over the black men and women. One poor black woman was hanged. Samba and seven of the ring leaders died on the wheel – in what was considered the first of a number of similar uprisings, all of them ending the same, black heads grinning down from pointed stakes at each town’s gates, twisted black bodies stretched out on the wheel, or whipped until black flesh was stripped into red meat, and ears cut off the less guilty, or branded as warning to others never to do the same, punishments usually reserved for white heretics, witches, or worse in the north.

Does 100 days of slave uprising in Portland expect to accomplish more than all the failed uprisings of the past could not, turning even on their supporters because they are white, or supposedly privileged, and what will these slaves do when their white supporter gone home, when the Democrats win their election and no longer need their protest anymore?

Will the slaves continue to burn cities down? Will those Democrats who praise them now tolerate a rebellion that is suddenly inconvenient? With the sports stars still kneel when it becomes clear that this is not about social justice, but about being anti-white, and will their sports organizations masters continue to pretend they actually care when all they fear is the rebellion turning on them?

Have these modern-day slaves not learned from the slaves left in the south after the war, when the north abandoned them, and those slaves took refuged in the only place they could, the homes of their former masters?

Slave trade poems 1991

October 1, 1991

Straight, mostly white men

Like a Magritte painting

Stand on cold concrete

Waiting for an already late train

Hands clasped like bored teachers

Politics plastered on their faces

From New York Times newsprint

Thoughts consumed with making money

These Wall Street soldiers

Ever losing the war to age,

As newer, younger soldiers

Pop up like mushrooms

To take their place.

Oct. 16, 1991

They poison America’s ears

With left wing plots

Mistaking conspiracy for Democracy,

Alternative voices inside my head,

Specters lying wait in the grass

Of every front yard

Waiting to gobble up our children

And sell them as slaves

Your child first, then mine,

TV quoting experts of their own choosing

To sell their own paranoid brand

Sound-bites like bullets

Not so much “keep America free,”

But to kill it,

Murdering off each new decenter

Until no other voices survive

October 18, 1991

All they do is remind you

Of how bad it is on the line,

The sweat and struggle

Of people who have to do

What all bosses tell them

Earning wages and woes

Lost for an afternoon

The briefest of time

To think, sigh, or mumble

Don’t talk, Jerk!

Work, work, work!

October 10, 1991

This should be no surprise

Americans have always been greedy,

Beating up the defenseless

To make a buck,

Daniel Boone built up

into a hero over time,

the tick of the clock

justifying mass murder

as if history has

a statute of limitations.

October 22, 1991

Factory life, brick-faced

People bruised with labor

No sweat shops here in Jersey

But slavery non the less

Monarch bosses

Exploiting high price

In attorney fees

Workers making too little to sue

And those that do,

Won’t.

October 10, 1991

Ragged figure huddled

In the train station

Proves hippies still exist

Thought dirtier

Than memory paints them

And more hungry

Stepped over and on

By marble-faced

Wall Street crowd

Men who read

Newspapers

But don’t sleep under them.

October 24, 1991

They want us dead

Rewriting history

From the losers

Point of view

Turning heroes

Into tainted saints,

Telling us they cheated

When they won.

October 25, 1991

Mad rush tea hour kettle

Boiling point of humankind

Locked into a chrome insanity

No mercy for the innocent

Just waiting to get home alive

And in one unaltered piece.

October 26, 1991

Dreamy children

Look for answers in the sky

Lottery numbers,

Grumble for love

No importance to existence

Breathe, eat, shit and fuck

Until they can’t anymore

October 27, 1991

Mercy? What’s that? Weakness?

You fight for your space on a line

Not like the Russians do, but with

The dream of being number one,

No shortage of losers in this game

Just us winners, sad saps with ideas

Of being kind and finishing last.

October 30, 1991

Oh Jefferson, you old fraud,

Confused purveyor of human rights

Who still kept slaves until his dying day,

You should have shot Hamilton

While you had the chance,

Before he betrayed us,

Before he turned our dream

Into pieces of the machine,

Not leaving it up to Burr

Who was no better.

November 3, 1991

Better fuming than dead,

Anger feeding the hero,

Jousting windmills without it,

We with no sword or shield

Merely rage.

Nov. 11, 1991

No one’s important here

But everybody thinks they are

Hard work pays little in dignity

But defiance pays less,

A starvation wage

That weeds out the unworthy

Those of us with too much to say

And risk ruining the game

Nov. 12, 1991

They chatter outside

The black barber shop

On Veteran’s day,

Waving not flags

Over the rumors of war,

Rotting under the shroud

Of unemployment,

Even the old men chatter

Harsh voices lost in the cold wind,

Talking of the 80,000

Cast off welfare in Michigan,

And of homeless dying

As winter comes.

November 11, 1991

Law and order men

Ride around town in Lincolns

Indignant as spoiled children

Yet with children of their own,

Five, ten, fifteen years married

With stores on Main Street downtown

Rushing through red lights

And poor mixed neighborhoods like this

As if exempt from the law.

November 15, 1991

They come out in twisted threes

Social Security a refuge

To the tired and hungry masses

The Statue of Liberty once embraced,

Making the rounds of Passaic

As if one large game board,

Knowing that sooner or later

They will eventually

Pass GO.

November 16, 1991

Dream meal, mixed mind

Images of iron day

I wake, wonder, worrying

About the blank TV

And the heart-empty sense

Of me and my race.

November 26, 1991

Spoiled entitled people

Ride the back of the bus

Screeching laughter

Odd people out to test

The patience of an already

Over-stressed bus driver

Seeing how long it takes

Before he goes crazy.

  

Nov. 11, 1991

Never the same

The slave trade requires

Family attitude,

Even blacks expected to love

Their master,

Though these days

We trade

Skin color for

Economic opportunity

But the message remains the same

One of feeling trapped.

December 1, 1991

No sweat, dreams of

Waking up alive is

Sometimes the best

You can get, cold

Winds streaming down

The streets, passed

Cardboard shelter

And bare skin (often brown skinned)

Blankets

A hard life is when

You don’t wake up

December 2, 1991

Not yet anyway

That’s what the man

Said when I asked

If anyone has frozen

To death, putout

From the Port Authority,

Not yet, but then

The temperature hasn’t

Fallen below freezing

This year yet either.

December 10, 1991

Right or left wing

Bigots speak delusion

As they spill propaganda

Into innocent heads,

Their hope to raise them

To some higher level of hate

December 12, 1991

Innocent boy with blond

Hair, pressed, molded,

Made to feel guilty

When he sees his black twin

Dying in the street

For lack of love

December 13, 1991

Workplace slave trade

Living at the whim of a boss

Losing hours to his desire

Can’t plan a life

Just wait and perspire

December 16, 1991

What do you expect

From stupid people,

These children

Of the children of the sixties

Who can’t find Viet Nam

Or even Afghanistan

On a map,

Telling pollsters they’d be

Willing to redo The Bill

Of Rights, jail drug

Addicts on found

Evidence, break

In without warrants

Condemning their own

Children to a future

Where such things

Might well be done

To them.

December 9, 1991

Rude shoppers rule the mall

With middle class indignity

Ownership slave mastery

Mentality of peasants

Who themselves are really

Slaves only

They don’t know it.

December 20, 1991

No one is clean,

You wash laundry

In strong bleach

And it still comes

Out with stains

This is called

Being human,

And it hurts like hell.

No justice no peace

the drums start off slowly then grow faster

not loud persistent then a chant

peace, peace, we want peace

no justice no peace

this is meant to sound hopeful and full of love

and yet comes off as a threat

the naïve people in all such movements

have in the belief they are pure

when all else is not

that they seek peace when

they are actually at war

emboldened by those who speak

with forked tongues

when love doesn't counter hate

if it imitates hate

when justice this is justice

imposed on others,

these people imposing their view

on someone else

innocents who are not innocent

the passive who like the werewolf at night

turned rabid in the wrong phase of moon.

no justice no peace

the drumbeat goes on

I am struck by the fact

that they have a token white man

with dreadlocks doing the drumming too

as if this somehow is inclusive

when the real movement

won't ever include him

or the Democratic mayor

who sits up in front

and smiles and nods and applauds

as if he is fully cognizant of what is going on

when there is shooting in the background

and people being murdered

in the name of justice and peace

no justice no peace no justice no peace

what the piece they mean comes

with a full clip of ammunition

and an itchy trigger finger

full of rage that is not completely justified by history

only by media reports and perpetual mythmaking

the gradual rewriting of history that is not history

into a history and not what really happened

no justice no peace no justice

 the drumbeat goes on and on and on and so do the bullets

Oriental is a bad word

I went to a College in New York City

Earlier this year and saw the list on the wall

of all the words that are not allowed to be said

anywhere on the campus.

these were not the usual four-letter words

that were forbidden in Catholic school

but ordinary common everyday words

 that people apparently use without thinking

but have since been blacklisted (racist term)

and therefore, must be racist

the one that really surprise me was the word Oriental

we're not allowed to use that word anymore

part of the litany of terms

colleges claim as colonial,

 one more word to the growing list of forbidden text

some enlightened professor somewhere

has declared as offensive

 building on the color divide

nothing so obvious is Jim Crow laws

yet obvious equally odious

to the over-sensitive new generation

who can’t possibly tolerate as society

that permits free speech

we all can drink from the same water fountain

use the same bathroom

sit up front in the bus

but we can't say what we want to say

or think what we want to think

Oriental or white

Yet when it comes to admission at this college

Orientals are even less welcome than whites

perhaps they do too well in college entrance exams

and therefore, not entitled to get a language lesson

from these arbitrators of good and bad words,

who actually believe these are signs of racism

and assume anyone who says any of them

must be a secret white supremist.

“Statues” of limitations on being white

How long before the payback runs out?

How many generations do people have to pay,

for crimes ancestors committed?

Even OJ got parole for good behavior

and did not admit guilt for the crimes

We all know we believe he did.

This is a never-ending guilt trip

we can never get out of alive

payments on the installment plan

like a mortgage that never gets paid off

even for those of us who now kowtow

and lay our souls to bear,

accepting a guilty plea for a crime

we never imagined committing,

our statues lynched because these

symbolize our refusal to give in,

our seeking to keep our keep pride

in a nonexistent culture that you hate

you want totally erased from existence

the way Nazis tried on the Jews

annihilation not justice

a Stalinist purge in which no one other

than those who become

the mental slaves of former slaves

can possibly survive

Hiroshima and Nagasaki

showing more mercy than you do

and with fewer scalps,

you tearing down statues and culture,

you can’t compete in

and so, need to change the rules

so, we can’t either.

A lynching of history

They don't even wait for the dark of night

to tear down the statues these people claim to hate

The mad Hatters throw ropes around the neck of a history

they hate, which is not their history

a repeated lynching, they do not realize is a lynching

white and black claiming to be social justice warriors

wearing no robes, the way the KKK did

but black faces as if mockery vaudeville shows they despise

pretending to be doing this in opposition to hate

when they are so full of hate they drip with it

not one or at least many having any clue

as to the actual history they are tearing down

people they oppose a Confederate flag

as effective as a red one waved in front of a mindless bull

mob rule in infecting again the way it was

when carpetbaggers just like these came South

to inflict as much pain on the arrogant people

who would die rather than be dictated to

 by self-righteous villains like these.