When Truth No Longer Matters
All we need to do is tell the truth. This simple phrase has been repeated for over a century.
When does truth not matter especially when it comes from a Southern point of view? What does it matter who tells the truth? Many people consider the truth to be anything, but their neo-Marxism agenda and they consider truth to be falsehood to be anything that supports traditional American values. Since the beginning this series of articles about the Civil War Era, people assume I am a Confederate through and through, I need to join the 21st Century, and how I love my slaves. Quite condescending isn’t it since we are all strangers on this platform. I could say, “Well, bless your little heart,” a popular saying I’ve heard many a time since moving to the South well over thirty years ago, but that wouldn’t make me any better of a person than the one who made the salacious remarks, would it?
For one, I was not raised that way, nor did I raise my children to be narrow-minded when it comes to both sides of a story. For those of you who wonder why I write about the War for Independence, a.k.a. The American Civil War, it is two-fold. I was born and raised in the North, Michigan to be exact. I’ve had a great interest in the events of the Civil War since I was a young teenager, after a family member moved his family to the Alabama. For years, I heard the talk behind their backs, you know what I’m talking about if you’re from the North, calling my sister-in-law’s family hillbillies, and other names of endearment of the same class. I knew the words cut deep, but I could not understand why until I got out of my comfort zone and explored the why’s of it all.
On each visit to the Southern state and surrounding states in my twenties with my own little family, I had come to love the genuine culture and the gentleness of the people. The history I learned about was nothing what I was taught in school and my thirst for more knowledge became a mission over the years especially after moving to South Carolina from Arizona.
I’ve done several family trees for clients since living here, and the research is fascinating and nothing like I, and the majority of us were taught in school. Unfortunately, the vast majority of Americans have yet to comprehend the fact that in the current politically correct U.S.A. it is impossible to have a civil discussion with our opponents. Most conservative Southerners do not realize who their opponents are, nor do they realize the pernicious nature of their opponent’s underlying philosophy when it comes down to anything from the South.
So how do we defend those permanent things in history which are a part of all our natural inheritance? How do you win a battle when your opponent does not accept values of truth, documented evidence and logic? One thing for certain, we cannot win by spending time and resources trying to convince others about the truthfulness of our claims. The majority of people like me who write about historical events, (and there are many on Substack), try to educate through research. So, there will be no frontal attacks back to those who wish to attack me as a Southerner or anything else other than the person I am. In the words of the scholar Mel Bradford, he warned, “With it we worship ourselves: falsify, and then forget our birthright…the rhetoric of easy hope can produce only the politics of discontentment.” Our enemies have their ideological roots in the pernicious soil of postmodernism. If over one hundred million corpses cannot convert anyone, what possible chance will our truths about the War ever have?
I leave all of you in peace this evening. I especially appreciate each and every one of you who have paid subscriptions, those who have made one-time donations, and those who have subscribed or are following this publication. I will continue to post to the best of my knowledge about many events without disrespect to anyone. Life is too short to be cynical. Always find Peace.
Tomorrow I will be posting Part 1 of the Hanging of Mary Surratt. G’night!
I was also born and raised in Yankee territory. As I write this I am deep into enemy territory. But I became an unapologetic, unreconstructed Confederate Rebel in heart, soul AND CONVICTION, after a few years of my own reading.
Gen. Lee and Stonewall are proud of you!
I wrote about Mary Surratt last year. If I remember correctly my lesson was about the friends you keep. But her story is tragic and unjust. I am looking forward to your article!