Desecrating The Ancestors (Part Two)

[Douglas Mercer]

Douglas Mercer
April 13 2024

When these scum appear in the news reports and get lionized as heroes of the day all you can really do is bide your time and recall the old adage that revenge is dish that can only properly be served cold. And the day of calling into accounts will come, my reading of the powers that reign is that falsehood and lies cannot stand, that this is not a catch as catch can world where anything goes forever. Pure evil may go on for a while but when the time comes (and does not the time always come in its due course?) and when push comes to shove (and does not push always come to shove in the end?) the flotsam of the world will be flushed to their known destiny: oblivion. And what the gods hate most is any attack on their appointed men. And when some total nonentity stands up and gets accolades and gets hailed as a moral exemplar simply for tearing down the idol and image of his blood kin; and does so for having fought a noble war against nigger rule; well, that takes the palm in abject ignominy. And a lot more than a cold day in the darkness of the underworld is in store for him.

“The great-great-great grandson of Confederate icon J.Z. George wants to see his ancestor’s statue moved from the U.S. Capitol back to Mississippi. Each day, hundreds visit the Capitol’s Statuary Hall to glimpse the two statues from each state. Mississippi is the only state represented strictly by Confederate leaders. They are George and Jefferson Davis, the former president of the Confederacy. It is time that changed, said George’s ancestor, Charles Sims of New Braunfels, Texas, a combat veteran, Ole Miss graduate and founder of The Dream 2020. Racial hatred or racism shouldn’t be honored. He would love to see Medgar Evers, a World War II veteran buried in Arlington National Cemetery, take the place of George, a Civil War veteran, he said. I’d like to replace a soldier with a soldier.”

This Sims is surely one of those scum; the so-called Dream 2020 is a reference to George Floyd which means that he has replaced a great ancestor in his affection with a nigger criminal who got so besotted with intoxicants that he flew off the handle waving a banana around and ended up on the wrong side of a good man’s knee. That he breathed his last that day is cause for sweet rejoicing among all good White men—may more of that happen. The fact that at this late date in historical time so many simpletons are worshipping such an atavistic figure may seem incomprehensible but is just a signal portent of the degradation that the world has come to. And Charles Sims (a war hero!) is an object study on how far our people have fallen. He has a great ancestor whom he should erect shrines to; a man who fought the North and tried to salvage the future of the White man on this continent; and who, once that war was sadly lost, struggled mightily to secure whatever future for the White man was possible. Statues of him and his like should be going up right now—as a paean to the promised future. But this vile Sims for his part will have his day—not in the sun—but in the darkness where the kindly ones, who receive petitions from mortals accusing those of the young who have attacked the elders, send him forever when the eternal balance is restored.

“Sims knows all about fighting. He spent more than eight years in the Army, much of it in combat in Iraq. Many of those in his lineage, like George, were slave owners. Three of his ancestors signed the Mississippi Articles of Secession, which called for the state to secede from the nation. George became known as the Great Redeemer for his role in returning white supremacy to power after Reconstruction ended. That work culminated in the 1890 Constitution, designed to disenfranchise Black Mississippians through poll taxes and constitutional quizzes. We cannot erase the past, but neither should we be a prisoner of it either, Sims said. J.Z. George was the architect of the Jim Crow laws. I am not proud of this. I think the statue should be removed from the Capitol because we cannot honor racial hatred.”

A constitutional quiz, that must have been really tough for the darkies. Who be James Madison? What were those Articles of Confederation? And all them big words in that stilted language of the 18th century must have flown right over their heads. No way a black man stands a chance with that. The men like J.Z. George saw which way the winds were blowing, that the North was imposing nigger rule on the good White men of the South and they valiantly strove to save what could be saved. They were successful for a time but those “winds of change” soon swept over the South and indeed all of America and what you get is a putrid dream called Dream 2020. And the unsupported claim that we cannot honor racial hatred does not hold water. Indeed, it was written one of those first laws that emanated from that constitution, that bit about only free White folks being welcome. It may not have been the abject hatred writ large that was needed, but it remains plain to see all same.

“Despite these days of division, Sims feels the winds of change. I feel it is important to change the narrative about Mississippi and show that we have the ability to reach across party and racial lines in search of conflict resolution, he said. He has met with the families of George Floyd, Breonna Taylor and Jacob Blake, all victims of police violence. He also met with the niece of Rosa Parks, who refused to give up her bus seat and sparked the 1955 Montgomery Bus Boycott.”

The winds of change is what a British Prime minister in 1960 felt sweeping over all of Africa---that is he saw nigger rule coming. And we all know how that worked out, it worked out like nigger rule always works out---dead bodies, running sores on the body politic, raw sewage in the drinking water, and light out. That is of course what happens when the White man takes everything given to him by his ancestors and spits on it first, and then burns it to ground. It’s a time tested and time-honored truism by now, but one that is observed only in the breach and not the custom, and it is why our world is in such sorry straits right now. When the descendant of a great White man makes a falling all over himself point to meet with the families of all those niggers they said we need to know the “names” of you know he’s scraping well below the bottom of the barrel—he’s hit rock bottom. Though you know he is not near done and he will descend to ever new and more depraved depths in his misguided efforts to make amends, to atone with for the deeds of the man whom he is not fit to be the heir to. But his hopes that we can resolve this conflict are in vain—one side has to win, the stakes are too high and the battle has gone on for far too long, and no forgiveness will ever be forthcoming from our side. We like to nurse a grudge, we like to remember long, and we recall each and every wrong done to us with love and care, and when that revenge comes it will be with a noble blood grown chillingly cold.

[Douglas Mercer]

[Douglas Mercer]

[Douglas Mercer]

[Douglas Mercer]