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Wednesday, 7 May 2014
Please read a different Blog! Soylent Green Alert for Geezers
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No, no....El Gringo Viejo is not trying to be-rid himself of his audience. It's just better to go over to the friend's place to look at his horses and mules and crops, especially when he has everything straight and nice to look at. This is not an autopsy-like exercise in the dusty and shadowy pews and church graveyards of the Anglican / Episcopal decline.
This time it is a very effective drawing to contiguousness of two parallel lines. Social Security and the Obama Socialised Medicine Initiative. Like El Zorro, and the folks from Extreme Central Texas. the Anglican Curmudgeon says more efficiently and more eloquently than El Gringo Viejo almost anything that is worth the saying.
So, clique-forth and slay the rotted dragon. It is, after all, a dark and stormy night. By the linkage in red, McDuff, you shall find the truth and that truth shall make you not only free, but also better person. Total time for the normal OROG will be about three to five minutes.
Thanks for your attention. Hoping for some kind of solution to my template problem, I remain,
El Gringo Viejo
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Their god Ba'al and His Acolytes Against the Father of a Daughter and the rest of the somewhat normal world
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This had to be redacted by El Gringo Viejo, because the language cited out the book being discussed would have put people into prison for five years....a couple of generations back. As a reading assignment for hormone factories in the 12 - 15 year age group it really cannot be considered as another step in the march to adulthood.
The idea of having a large swath of life's mysteries revealed in the least favourable light, and the reduction of boy/girl and man/woman relations reduced to a mud-wrestling episode between two people who do not even know the first name, one of the other, is not a learning experience. It is an exercise in depravity and chlamydia.
El Gringo Viejo was depressed about being so old so as not to understand how "things have changed" until we looked around and, gee whiz, guess what? A lot of people decided that suffering our children...even our older children...to be sacrificed to the god Ba'al is not really "quality time with the family". They are not to be sacrificed to Ba'al as the babies were sentenced to death. Our children's children are to be stained and contaminated with images of carnality that can seriously bend the normal contact between girls and boys, and women and men in undesirable directions.
A father raised objections at the school board meeting about the book. The book had been brought to his attention by his daughter
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New Hampshire school defends sexually graphic novel
“She could feel his erection, hot against her stomach.”
It’s not exactly Nancy Drew but that’s the kind of sexually graphic content freshmen boys and girls are being exposed to at New Hampshire’s Gilford High School – without their parent’s knowledge.
“’Yeah,’ he groaned, and he pushed her thighs apart. And then suddenly Matt was inside her, pumping her so hard that she scooted backward on the carpet, burning the backs of her legs.”
(Redaction of part of the text of the book in question has been made available for reading, if the reader is over 75 years of age and accompanied by potential reader's great-grandmother and two exorcists, and such reading takes place in a storm cellar with no lights on
and with the eyes of all closed, including the reader's.)
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Heaven forbid the superintendent of schools be the arbiter of decency. So who, pray tell, is responsible for deciding whether children are exposed to pornographic literature?
That’s an excerpt from “Nineteen Minutes,” a novel that 14-year-old English students have been assigned to read at the local high school. It’s a story that was first reported by EAGnews.org, the website of the Education Action Group Foundation.
Sweet Mercy, America, that’s enough to make even Hugh Hefner blush.
The novel is based on a school shooting and deals with a variety of issues ranging from bullying to sexual violence. In previous years, parents have received some sort of notification about the nature of the novel.
But this year – somebody forgot to let mom and dad know their youngsters were going to parse a literary classic that includes this unforgettable line: “Semen, sticky and hot, pooled on the carpet beneath her.”
Dickens it is not.
William Baer became furious when he learned that his daughter had been assigned the book. He said the school not only failed to notify parents, but they also failed to offer parents a chance to opt their kids out of reading the book.
“I was shocked when I read the passage, and not much shocks me anymore,” Baer told EAGNews.org. “My wife was stunned by the increasingly graphic nature of the sexual content of the scene and the imagery it evoked.”
Baer, who is an attorney, put it in perspective. He said if someone had been handing those passages to students off campus, they might have been arrested.
Ironically, it was Baer who got arrested – at a school board meeting to address the controversy. Baer went beyond his allotted two minutes and then got into an argument with a parent who supported the book. Baer was charged with disorderly conduct.
But he wasn’t the only parent to express outrage. “I am utterly appalled that this book was in my son’s hands,” parent Sarah Carrigan told The Union-Leader newspaper. The school board issued an apology “for the discomfort of those impacted and for the failure of the school district to send home prior notice of assignment of the novel.”
Superintendent Kent Hemingway told me in a telephone interview that the district had been using the novel since 2007 – and to his knowledge – there have not been any complaints. He also said the principal contacted every family in the affected classes and polled them on whether or not they supported the racy novel.
“More than 80 percent consented with their students continuing with the book,” he said. “Ten percent said no.” He said 10 percent were still undecided on whether or not they wanted their youngsters to read about lovers grinding their loins. I asked the superintendent if he would agree that the novel was a bit smutty. He declined to comment.
“I’m not going to make a decision on pornographic material,” he said.
Heaven forbid the superintendent of schools be the arbiter of decency. So who, pray tell, is responsible for deciding whether children are exposed to pornographic literature?
“It’s a decision of the local community,” he told me.
I was especially intrigued by the school board’s official statement. Read carefully:
“The School District policies IGE, IJ, IJA, KEC (available on the school district website) refer to the procedures for the use of novels containing controversial material. The district will take immediate action to revise these policies to include notification that requires parents to accept controversial materials rather than to opt out. Furthermore, the notification will detail more specifically the controversial material.”
Did you catch the part about forcing parents to accept racy, bawdy novels rather than opt out? This school district may very well be the poster child for why you should home school your children. Author Jodi Picoult told the Union-Leader that she was aware of the controversy in Gilford. Her solution was to make the novel a family affair.
“Read the book with your kids, by all means use it as a springboard for discussion with your kids,” she told the newspaper. And afterwards, why not take the whole family down to the local strip club for dinner and a show?
Baer told EAGNews.org that he believes the incident is proof that public schools are trying to indoctrinate children with moral relativism. “Many people in education and government truly believe our children are theirs,” he told the group. “These school incidents are a byproduct of this ‘we know best’ philosophy.”
So let’s review. An English teacher provided a sexually graphic novel to 14-year-old children. A parent complained. And when he complained too much, he was tossed in jail. Sounds to me like the wrong person got arrested.
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We are stuck in a situation that is most confounding. Yesterday, very carefully, El Gringo Viejo determined that he would attempt to wade back into the Google + theatre of operations. We noted that even though we thought that we had shut it down some time back, it had become a hideaway for all kinds of real friends, and some strange things as well.
As we tweaked this and fiddled with that, we were pleased to note that the Google + site had had almost 95,000 contacts of the first order, and many more in terms of secondary contacts and readers/participants. That was without any participation by El Gringo Viejo.
Then, while we were in a "fix and refine" mood, it was decided to make one minor adjustment to a colour-tone on our blog. At that point, the entire template adjustment system became dysfunctional and prohibited any modification save for some pallid, also dysfunctional default template that is absolutely useless and drab. Worse, there is no seeming remedy. We no longer have a template engine...even one with quirks that can be worked around. The system is Kaput.
We are digging around and looking for a way out. It will not include anything to do with google +. Or Chrome....because it just occurred to me that I was asked to send something by email on a return, and when we clicked on, the Chrome format appeared. Please allow us to continue the hunt for the disappearing Cheshire Cat.
Thanks for your patience and understanding. All adjunct contributors will have their material posted as it comes forward....even with the poofy backdrop we have been forced to use.
El Gringo Viejo
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Monday, 5 May 2014
Revisitation: The Battle of Puebla de los Angeles, 5 Mayo 1862
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Somewhat stylised depiction of the aftermath of the Battle of Puebla |
General Charles Ferdinand Latrille, Comte de
Lorencez would probably not have liked the above illustration of the aftermath
following his attack on the the two citadels outside of the city of Puebla de
los Angeles. He was commanding an expeditionary force representing the Empire
of France, and Napoleon III, the nephew of the much loved and hated Napoleon
Bonaparte.
| "Don't Bite on me!" |
Furst Otto von Bismark
shown here sitting with the just-captured Emperor of France, following the
Battle of Sedan, in 1870. It was the loss that established Germany as an
Empire in its own right, and finished France as anything of importance for the
next two centuries. The Franco - Prussian War's conclusion costed France
Alsace and Lorraine, destroyed the Monarchy, and generally left France with an
inferiority complex that it has never seemed to be able to outgrow. Liberte',
Fraternite', et Egalite' became Mediocrite', Hypocrite', et las femmes avec des
jambes poilues. But we diverge. The issue here is the Battle of Puebla, in
Mexico, eight years before these two gentlemen above-depicted had their
brotherly, post-carnage conversation (they were 2nd
cousins amd relatively close friends).
So
why is all this fuss raised about the Battle of Puebla? For one it was a
splash of cold water over the reality that Mexico would be a difficult blowfish
to swallow. The French (Napoleon) assumed that if the Americans could beat
the Mexicans, then anybody could. The Americans had managed to dispatch the
Mexicans in less than two years, carrying their war into the very center of the
City of Mexico. The Mexicans had avoided every advantage in that war, and even
when winning, seemed to withdraw. Very
peculiar.
The
French, who were adamant about being repaid monies invested in Mexico on a loan
basis. Antonio Lopez de Santa Anna had stolen much of that money and moved to
New York City where he set about various swindling schemes. Antonio stole
public money and private money so he would have been very comfortable working
for Corzine and Co.
Banditry
was rampant in Mexico, the Wars of the Reform had ground on for years, with
grumpy, autocratic Conservatives jostling with a grumpy, self-absorbed Zapotec Indian President who
hated the Roman Catholic Church that taught him how to speak Spanish and read
and write, hated white people, hated wealthy people, hated foreigners, and hated
most Indians as well. That is why everybody loved him, according to present
day Mexican official history
The
French decide finally to invade, after failing to convince the Spanish and the
Brits to join in the invasion of Mexico to recover all debts. A huge army is
dispatched to Vera Cruz, which is Mexico's principal port and one of its main
sources of income to the government by means of the levy of tariffs and import
duties. Starting with that income, the French would then fund their army's
advance to the City of Mexico where the mints, stores of gold and silver coin
and bullion, and site maps of the mines of gold, silver, copper, and
semi-precious stones were known to exist in an
abundance impossible to comprehend.
The
esteemed Generale Charles Latrille de Lorencez leaves Vera Cruz with a large
army, under good order. Zouaves, artillery, cavalry, drummers, buglers, bands,
munitions and supply trains....and almost 30,000 effective combatants and close
support personnel head West and Up....from sea-level to 7,300 feet fasl.
There are several significant skirmishes, and finally one significant battle
that dispatches nominal Mexican Resistance. Gen. Charles is being opposed by a
Brigadier from the Guardia Nacional who is commanding about 1,000 regulars and
about 4,000 better and lesser prepared troops from various local units of the
Mexican Guardia Nacional, such as it was.
Latrille
de Lorencez had dispatched this unit here and that unit there as he moved,
correctly, into the interior of this foreboding and difficult terrain. He
learned about Mexico being hot, wet, dry, cold, windy, jungle, desert, and
everything at the same time. He also knew that each cluster, village, ranch,
town, and city would have to be subdued, and all this he did well, usually with
little or no loss. The significant battle that fairly well convinces all
that the French Army's task would be blessedly simple was fought on the 28th of
April, 1862 in and around the community of Alcutzingo, not far from the pass of
the same name that is hubbed on the mountain known as La Malinche or
Matlalcueitl (goddess of blue and green waters, also perhaps non-salty water in
Nahuatl language).
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| Gazebo
in the Main Plaza of Alcutzingo, Vera Cruz, life is tough with your licuado de mango. Nobody minds if you put a couple of caps of aged Potosino rum from Cd, Valles into the mix. Many French, English, and Southern Americans made home here and 50 kilometres radius around here. The cemeteries have their names mixed into the genealogies. The people are always excited and proud to talk about the "big wedding" in 1876....and they have pictures! It is compelling.....to see the formality and dignity of it all. |
Now, Alcutzingo
is a blessed place, to the left is its showy gazebo in the main plaza. It is
said that many French soldiers retired there after all the warring, and other
family members joined them when things had settled down. There are also
curmudgeon Gringos tucked in here and there in this and other similar
communities here-abouts. Various Confederates retired, died, came and went, invested, and lived good lives there after The Woh - Wah. (that is how one says the word 'war' in upland-South antiquated English.)
It was here that the French dispatched the Mexican
resistance and relaxed a bit to continue to Puebla de los Angeles. It was
anticipated that the conservative, very Roman Catholic population there would be
happy to see the French and that there would be a celebratory reception. Two
days' march, 8,000 crack troops with fine French howitzers, a couple of grand
entrances and a ball at the Kasino de Eventos on the Main Plaza beside the Great
Cathedral....such anticipation was difficult to contain. The officers and men
knew that Puebla was a place of great refinement and excellent table fare as
well.
| The Peak of Matlacihuatl, aka La Malinche, northeast of Puebla |
It was
two days later that the French forces prepared to assume control of the
critically important city of Puebla. But only one little nagging problem
remained. It was that same pesky Brigadier General Ignacio Zaragoza Sequin and
his gaggle of rag-tags from the Mexican regular and highly irregular Army.
They were terribly outnumbered, and already fatiqued and defeated, so what is
going on here?
All of this had started downhill when Le Generale Charles had been confounded by a call from the the French Royal authority who wanted Le Generale to return to Vera Cruz city with his army and assume total and secure possession of that city and everything within 100 leagues along the coast. This call came shortly after French forces had secured Orizaba, another important, although smaller, city on their way to the west. He had begun to prepare a compliance, but noticed that Mexican units had begun to demonstrate hostile postures along his flanks. That is when Monsieur Le Generale determined to seal up the opposition and destroy its ability to resist in the future. It was a "slight deviation" from his orders that he would regret in short order
All of this had started downhill when Le Generale Charles had been confounded by a call from the the French Royal authority who wanted Le Generale to return to Vera Cruz city with his army and assume total and secure possession of that city and everything within 100 leagues along the coast. This call came shortly after French forces had secured Orizaba, another important, although smaller, city on their way to the west. He had begun to prepare a compliance, but noticed that Mexican units had begun to demonstrate hostile postures along his flanks. That is when Monsieur Le Generale determined to seal up the opposition and destroy its ability to resist in the future. It was a "slight deviation" from his orders that he would regret in short order
After a
bit of preparation and reconnoitering, the French began an assault on the
Fortress of Loreto and its brother on the right looking out, the Fortress of
Guadalupe. The Mexicans repulsed the first charge. Then came the second and
telling attack, during which time the French exhuasted their artillery advantage
by running out of powder and munitions for the Brass Napoleon 6 pounders. The
Mexicans on the line of defence between the two citadels broke out of their
lines, and were backed up by fresh and competent cavalry. The third attack
failed miserably.
Flanking Mexican infantry, supported text-book style by cavalry, followed a fairly disorderly retreat of the French, during which time they suffered a devasting series of counter attacks that could not be prepared for. Heavy rains commenced and both sides quit the day. The French forces had lost almost 500 dead, 500 captured and 600 wounded.
Flanking Mexican infantry, supported text-book style by cavalry, followed a fairly disorderly retreat of the French, during which time they suffered a devasting series of counter attacks that could not be prepared for. Heavy rains commenced and both sides quit the day. The French forces had lost almost 500 dead, 500 captured and 600 wounded.
Mexican
irregulars continued to arrive and bolster weak spots in their ranks. They had
paid a price, with shy of 100 dead and a similar number wounded, but the French
estimated that by dawn there would be 3,000 more irregulars joining the Mexican
assault. Monsieur Le Generale Charles was to be astounded that he had been
essentially destroyed by an inferior army in terms of numbers, training, and
supplies but when he began his orderly retreat the next morning, NOBODY CAME TO
CHALLENGE HIS REAR GUARD! He was expecting an officer's group to arrive from
Zaragoza to request his fine French sword. None
came.
The battle
stops there. Zaragoza has no munitions. Food is no problem. From here to
Vera Cruz there are beans, tropical fruit, fish, goats and cows that provide
meat, cheese, milk, eggs and there is abundant production of wheat, rice, and corn.
But he has no munitions, and he does not know how much punch the French have
left in them. He and his older, trusted subordinate, General Silvestre Aramberri
determine to put up a hostile appearing distraction on the French rear-guard,
which they do for the next two weeks. They know that at least the French are
withdrawing. At that is how the Battle of Puebla would end. Mexicans 1
- French 0.
The 31
year old Mexican Brigadier would be dead within two years. Always sickly
during his early years, and lovelorn at the loss of his betrothed in Monterrey
(cholera?) a few years before, he was a surprise graduate of the Colegio
Militar. Born in Texas, near Goliad, he was the direct nephew by blood of Juan Seguin
who gave great and grand service to the Texian cause against Lopez de Santa
Anna, both during the early stages of the siege of the Alamo, and later at the
total destruction of Lopez de Santa Anna's Army at San Jacinto,
Texas.
Monsieur
Le Generale Latrille would come down with typhus, fight in other wars, become
debilitated during his advancing years, but die among his own aristocracy in
Paris in 1892. There is a legend of the Ceremony of Camarone, associated with a
fight to death stand by some very valiant (perhaps stupidly so) Legionaires,
sometimes associated with the Battle of Puebla, but while the heroic company was
at the Battle of Puebla, their other heroism was accomplished about a year later
and towards the northeast in the coffee country down a bit lower in
elevation. Of 93 officers and men, only two survived. The captain, who
perished, had a wooden forearm and hand....quite a nice piece of art....which
was recovered by an Anglo-French (Franglaise) farmer in the area and returned to
the French much after the Battle. There were only two survivors, and they
demanded to be given terms or they would not surrender. As per agreement, they
were escorted to French lines and delivered back to their Army. It is said
the the Mexican Cavalry dismounted and gave the two a sword salute and 21-gun
honour-salute.
To this
day, the remembrance of the loss at the Hacienda de Camarone - Tejada is
commemorated with the Legion's most somber and moving ceremony. The officers
of the unit terminate the ceremony by service of coffee to the enlisted
personnel. The Hacienda concerned was and remains, actually, a source of some
of the best coffee grown. To end, the soldiers did not die at the Battle of
Puebla, but they had fought there, a year earlier.
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| This
is the ceremony paying honours to the Legionaire company commanded by Captaine Danjou, His faux forearm and hand are carried by the centre veteran behind the officers in this formation. |
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| The
esthetic prosthetic forearm and hand of the Captaine Danjou |
Too
much for one Gringo to digest. But...now the OROGs know and understand the
rest of the beginning of the story about the Cinco de Mayo. Very quickly,
it
becomes a much deeper and wider story. It is a compelling story, and one of
the best places to start would be "The Cactus Throne", which is a definitive,
dispassionate, and even-handed treatment of the rise and fall of the Second
Mexican Empire.
Thanks for spending your time with us again.
Thanks for spending your time with us again.
El Gringo
Viejo
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Sunday, 4 May 2014
A Southerner's Explanation - Part II
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(the year is 1892)
(the year is 1920)
We carry on now with the lamentation that, by having "progressed" so much we are now hog-tied and strangled as to what can be said and by whom. We are besieged daily with who should apologise to whom for having said whatever. "Hillary should apologise to the families of the dead for having lied to them about the anti-Mohammed video and for saying 'What difference, at this point does it make!!?' among other indiscreet whoppers in her past, present, and for sure, future."
Puh - leeeese. (Sir Edmund) Hillary is a compulsive, chronic, pathological liar. Does anyone think that if she were to apologise for anything, it would sound different from, "If anyone misunderstood what I was trying to convey, then I am very sorry they did not understand my intent and the full meaning of my statement."
People who howl on FOX News about how the black entertainers and public figures use pejoratives when referring to Negroes and women as a matter of normal course. These observers at times can point to the Heavens and bemoan this horrid fact and demand that SOMEBODY apologise. El Gringo Viejo says..."Shut up, be quiet, sit down, turn around in your school desk, and do not say anything.''
White-trash is White-trash. When black people act like white-trash, there are other words that are used, and perhaps we should continue to restrain and eliminate those pejoratives. But, white-trash....no matter how dark-white the individual, is still white-trash. The "reverend" Mr. Wright, Jesse Jackson, Sharpton, Calypso Louis the Anglican acolyte Muslim, most of the popular culture singers in rap, hip hop, and other such bilge who cannot sing one stanza without intoning 230,000 foul words, pejoratives, and profane shrieks and utterances, and all who cleave unto such bilge, are white-trash, no matter how light or dark they are. Latins who listen to narco-ballads that glorify Santa Muerte, and cartel cockroaches who sequester for ransom, rape 12 year girls in front of their mothers, and shoot up neighbourhoods in senseless "turf wars"...people who listen to music inspired by such festering septic sludge, are white-trash. They are all doomed.
The "Negro Problem" we have now in the United States of America is the direct result of the liberal, Progressive, the socialist-leaning, the income-redistributionist, the person and persons who like to play the game of social engineering because they are so smart and the rest of us are so stupid.
That is why:
(1) After years and years of listening to the Planned Parenthood ghouls tell us that we need to teach young people about birth control the black cohort of the population has 77% illegitimacy in terms of births, and 30% of all black females bearing at age 16 or lower. In 1950, black illegitimacy was 7%, Latin was 6%, and other whites was 5%. Things are better now, perhaps, because everyone is in double digits. Spanish-surnamed of all races is 40% and the non-Hispanic whites is 30%. Most of this is due to the availability of public assistance. Paying for babies without fathers is a huge business. It is supported by the Farm Bureau, the Grocery Store Industry, and the Banks. And by several hundred thousand government welfare processors.
(2) So much for "sex education" for a group of people who will buy a quarter pounder hamburger instead of a one-third pounder hamburger because 4 is bigger than 3 and so you are getting more with the one-quarter pounder than a one-third pounder. In other words, education...whether it be about sex, social studies, chemistry, or baseball...is worthless when there is a lessened incentive to learn and arm oneself with the ability to provide for oneself. If the liberals and progressives have provided for all the basic needs and wants of people with little drive to excel, then it is certain that they will begin to feel more and more entitled and justified to demand more and more, as they determine that they want and/or need more and more.
(3) The certainty that a crime by a white man against a black man will be dealt with all the abhorrence possible, and labelled a "hate-crime" at the very least, when crimes against white people by black people are rarely covered, and if covered, there is inference that somehow the crime was justified because of some form of subliminal black rage. El Gringo Viejo is not complaining against the black man for these facts. He is complaining against the leftist press, the egalitarian socialists, and the social engineers who judge lightly against the black man and harshly against the white, thereby committing a form of soft bigotry based upon low expectation for the black race. It is, after all, you see the leftist whites in the Hamptons who "understand" that the blacks are too stupid to really climb onto the wagon of opportunity and self-sufficiency, and who know that they, the enlightened liberals have to "give" the downtrodden black race that perpetual helping hand of multigenerational public assistance.
After all, if it weren't for the bigotry of the Southern whites and the conservatives and the Republicans not funding these programmes enough, these problems (that did not exist until they were "discovered" by leftist opportunists) could have been solved. We, the bigoted Southern whites and the conservatives and the Republicans know that the welfare pit...fuelled by both central government and State/local governments...are the emasculating quagmire...and we know because we see it infect the black folks, the Latins, and the Angloids alike. A person can even see its effect upon the pseudo Mormons who now practice "polygamy" more openly since the greater acceptance of homosexuals "marrying" has occurred. Why? Because two or three dullards with nine or ten wives can rent two houses and live like kings on the AFDC, stamps, and other freebies. THE CANCER KILLS EVERYONE, FINALLY.
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To close, we have a few observations that bear both peripherally and directly with the questions and problems about race in America. We should note that there is no cure, and if there is a cure, it will take at least five generations to dig out of this cultural morass. The concept of morality as a national code is all but dead. Morality's weaker and nearly meaningless little brother, "ethics" is sidelined as a joke. Law has become so obtuse and opaque that it is increasingly difficult to enforce, and as we have seen with this central government's exercise, law sometimes is not enforced at all at the whim of the ideologues who administer the law. Tick-tock, tick-tock, the first solid steps to anarchy have been taken.
Now, concerning myths and facts. White folks lynched Negroes in the South and elsewhere. This is very true, and it was an evil thing caused by defective souls, alcohol, and hysterical crowd frenzy that never amounts to anything good. But, lynchings, sometimes with a rope, sometime with eight or twenty men shooting up some poor soul with their guns, or hacking him up with sugar cane machetes....were primarily works by black "decent folks" who were venting on some hapless child molester/rapist, repetitive thief, murderer, or other type of miscreant, almost always against another black who had not been judged as of that point to be guilty of anything by the Law.
The "crowd actions" by Negroes against another Negro were three times in number to the documented 2,500 some-odd Southern lynchings by White folks against a Negro who had not been judged guilty by the Law. These statistics are roughly drawn during the American, post-War Between the States period. To our knowledge there has not been a lynching of a black or white man by a crowd of white, black, or both people in the South since 1954. If any, they have been few and far between.
(the year is 1908 - 1923)
(the year is 1908 - 1923)
El Gringo Viejo's grandparents and his mother would at times talk of the rumour going out that so-and-so was in bad trouble and the "coloured" were going to string him up to-night. At that point, influential white folks with good connections with "coloured" friends would rush to the area (sometimes as far as nearby northern Alabama) of the offense or where the "condemned" person was being held (and usually tormented). Negro preachers and other clerics would rush over also to try, usually successfully, to extract the pitiable object of the ire of the gathered disgruntled. The trouble with tabulating the number of Negro lynchings of Negroes is that they were frequently done at night, and pertained to sex offenses against children or a rape....things that people did not talk about much. Also, the deceased was usually thrown into a river for the gar and occasional gators to dispose of, and not left hanging or slumped over some log with 200 machete cuts.
(the year is 1892)
Further, El Gringo Viejo had two great-Uncles who had an emporium and a weekly newspaper, perhaps twice-weekly, in Franklin County, Tennessee. They editorialised against the "new" Ku Klux Klan in the early 1890s and were firebombed within a very few days. They did rebuild and continue their editorialising, proving that the best thing to do to white-trash bullies is to push them down into the mud, and kick them.
(the year is 1920)
My grandmother would send my mother down the street to the edge of Winchester to check on "Auntie Madalia" or some such name (it escapes me while I am writing now), and that meant, usually she would have to run over to the apothecary for Auntie and pick up some very expensive ice for her "iced drink" which was some kind of rum and a soda water...probably Coca Cola at that point from the plant in Atlanta. Then "Auntie" would tell the two or three white chilluns and the two or three black chilluns out to the "willows" on the creek bank to "take off some new twigs". That they would do and then return to "Aunties'' front porch...where they would grind and chew up the willow-twigs with their teeth, so they would look like miniature brooms. Then "Auntie Madalia" would set the little brooms in the sun to dry, and later during the day while she had her iced drink she could use her "little brooms'' for dipping snuff. That was my mother's most direct contact with what she thought was an "old angel made out of shiny black porcelain." The old woman would beguile the children with stories about the War, and the Yankees, and when her daddy caught the 50 pound blue-cat, and about being careful with the hoop-snake, "...cause'n he can reach waaaaaay 'round and ketch up his tail and make a wheel out o' hisself...and rooooooolllll real fast and ketch up to little chilluns and EAT THEM UP!!! So you all watch for the hoop-snake and at night for Raw Head and Bloody Bones...caus'n they both be lookin to eat up bad little chilluns dat don't do no mindin to deh parents." "Auntie Madalia" had about 30 little white squirts and 10 or so Negroe squirts who were her "official nieces and nephews".... Winchester was not a plantation or cotton area, and had never had a large portion of the population to be black. My grandparents, nor my mother who was born in and lived in Winchester for her first ten years could remember any racial divides or difficulty. My mother remembered "Auntie Madalia" principally because she made everyone feel good.
We hope that these two days of observations and personal ire against the progressive social engineers has been informative. We invite questions and comments as you know...preferably via email.
El Gringo Viejo
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