An Open Letter & Open Report / The Disease

From: HK Edgerton []
Date: Thu, Dec 8, 2016
Subject: An Open Letter & Open Report / The Disease
To: siegels1 []

Dear Ms. Lunelle,

On Tuesday morning, December 7, 2016, as I stood with the Southern Cross in the public easement on the Smoky Park Highway returning the waves of the many cars passing by, I would be approached by two young White men.

One would inquire why was I standing there with the Confederate flag, and pointing to my Dixie Outfitters hat and the Legends of the Confederacy shirt that depicted a picture of the Honorable General Nathan Bedford Forrest and several Black Confederate soldiers with the caption that read, “These boys stayed with me until the end, and no better Confederate lived than they?”

Before I could answer, he went on to berate me for shaming Black folks, especially in light of what Dylan Roof had done in South Carolina. It finally dawned on me that he was trying to impress his friend. I was almost oblivious to the cars now passing, honking their horns and shouting out my name as I listened intently to this poppy cot, until one would pull beside where we stood with two young Black men, and two young White men who shouted out, “We got your back Mr. HK,” and a hearty Rebel Yell to boot as they pulled away.

So I asked this man where they were from? He was quick to point out that he was from Columbia, South Carolina, and his friend responded, “I’m from Eugene, Oregon.”

I told them that more than a decade ago that two honorable ladies from Alabama, Ms. Ellen Williams and Ms. Pat Godwin, had pointed out to me and others a disease, “White Folk Guilt.” And that every year I would journey to Marion, Alabama to Johnson Estate, and study in one of the finest libraries the means of which to eradicate this disease.

I would then whip them with a history lesson from the Corwin Amendment, the Congressional Klan trials with General Forrest, Lincoln’s illegal invasion of the South, to his total warfare policy, the Union League, the eradication of the memory of the Black Confederate Soldier and his supportive family back home, reconstruction (then and now ), and most importantly, the stench of Nikki Haley, who supported and led the lie against the Southern Cross and the memory of the honorable men and women of the South, be they freed or indentured who stood as family against tyranny and the illegal invasion of their homeland.

After about thirty minutes of my diatribe, the young man from Oregon reached out his hand and said, “Sir, I don’t know if you have cured my friend, but you have certainly inoculated me from the disease of White Folk Guilt, and I would hope that on this day others would come and get a shot of HK! God bless you, and thanks!”

His friend looked as though he had been whipped by a herd of buffalo, and even worse when he turned to him, and said, “You didn’t see that coming, did you?”
God bless you, and I shall not forget to tell those who I come in contact with to go to and become members to help our cause. God bless you!

Your brother,


Member of the Texas Order of St. George