Lani Burnette Rinkel – 2/5/2013 and 2/18/2013 Statements
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P.S. Tell Terry thanks for the kiss!
HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!
From: HK Edgerton [firstname.lastname@example.org]
Date: Tue, Feb 19, 2013
Dear Ms. Lani,
Thanks for having us in Memphis. It was an honor to come and speak on behalf of a great man as was General Nathan Bedford Forrest, and our homeland, the Southland of America. However, I must say that I was so disappointed to see how corrupted this adhoc committee of the Memphis City Council (Parks and Recreation) had, and would proceed to do with the mandate of the peoples trust in its proceedings.
I, the Honorable Lee Millar, Chief of Protocol of the National Sons of Confederate Veterans, and past Commander of the Nathan Bedford Forrest Camp 215 in Memphis, were there at the pleasure of the Committee Chair, with the intent that we would provide an input that would sway their intentions whatever they might be in favor of returning the marker that had been with expressed hate filled intentions removed from Forrest Park.
However, one council member would chide that they already had a history lesson, even though they had two so called history professors from the University of Memphis, one who was from the Far East with a dialogue of barely intelligible English who proclaimed to be an expert on history of the War Between the States and the Southern populous as we were handed a piece of paper with the decision already made to rename three parks.
And to add to the insult and injury to myself, one committee member would ask the Far Eastern professor a question, and I asked of him do I get to respond to that question also. His response was, “yes you can”. Yet when I started to respond, he immediately called for a vote on another motion that had been previously made by himself. I would ask of him, did you not say that I too could answer your question? He totally ignored me, wouldn’t even look at me. And I would be told by the Chair that I was not recognized by the floor. And politely told by another committee member that I was not a member of the committee and that I should leave the table as the other two non-member professors remained seated.
In my life, I had seen the railroad of injustice many times carried out against a hapless people. However, on this day, I would see the charge of injustice being led by those who called themselves African American people, with no intent of consideration of facts that might lead them to a conclusion that what they do might not be the will of the people, and especially those of their very own who lay in rest unable to speak for themselves, or even those who see the wrong, but are too afraid of the public ridicule to speak out against it. I was saddened that my people had truly become what they so honorably fought; procurers of injustice. God bless you.