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An Open Letter & Open Report / Conversations In the Street / Charlottesville

August 12, 2018

Conversations in the Streets / Charlottesville

Dear Ms. Lunelle,

On Saturday evening, August 11, 2018, don in a Dixie Outfitters golf shirt with a picture depicting myself as a Modern Day Confederate Heritage Hero, I would hear my name being called out by a young lady as I exited a gas station and convenience store in Wise, Virginia.

“It is you, oh my God!” she exclaimed as she lay a big hug around my neck! “My hero,” she exclaimed as she introduced me to four other young ladies she was accompanied by. “Can we get a picture with you?” “Not without my flag,” would come my reply. “Yes,” they shouted in unison!

“We were just talking about Charlottesville when I spotted you walking out. What’s your take on what happened there,” she asked?

I would tell them that its hard to be a Southern white and defend being white, or even having to to do so. And secondly, to have to defend their honorable ancestors, especially the honorable men and women who lived during the time of the legal world wide economic institution of slavery.

“It is so easy to taint their honor,” I continued, “by merely shouting out ‘Ku Klux Klan,’ ‘white supremacy,’ or just plain ‘Confederate,’ while never taking a look at the historical sacrilege and carnage perpetrated upon the South by the likes of the hoard Union army, the Carpetbaggers and Africans used by them to heap despair with such audacity with total disregard of any moral capacity, or adherence to the letter of law for 12 long years.

In Charlottesville, many decent white people gathered to try and influence stopping a social wrong of unwarranted desecration and destruction of the memorials of their ancestors and mine who gave their lives in defense of their homeland against an unconstitutional invasion that turned into a criminal enterprise sanction by Lincoln, and has no parallel of evil in the annals of mankind but for the likes of Stalin and Hitler.

“All one has to do,” I continued, “is to look what happened after the riot of Charlottesville … the black police chief resigned his post because his conscious and moral being could not withstand the disgrace he felt for not defending those people who had a written permit to exercise their 1st Amendment right to protest against the Isis like modus operandi being carried out against the memorials of their sainted dead, to include social and cultural genocide…and not protecting them. And to include the incarceration of a young man whose familiar spirit and act was self driven to aid his family whose lives he perceived to be in great danger, just like those of ANTI-FA, Black Lives Matter and a host of paid assassins of the likes of George Soros; he watched in New Orleans carry out their carnage against the innocents….a lot like Lincoln’s General Order 200. Social warfare, lawlessness without any retribution, to those who break the law. There was no premeditation of murder on the part of this young man who feared for the lives of his family and friends, and himself. It is too bad that a young woman would have her life taken; the Mayor of Charlottesville, just like the Mayor of New Orleans should be the ones in a jail cell, and not this troubled soul is my opinion.”

“But sir,” came the cry from a young man who, along with several others, had now crowded around the girls and I, “what about the Klan? Don’t you think that people feel they give a bad name to your efforts and message?”

“Sir,” I would reply, “don’t you think that the Klan feels like you give a bad name to the shibboleth “Southern” for that the lack of effort that has been given by the people of the South against the sacrilege that now runs rampant against our memorials because of a media photoshopped picture and a weak kneed Governor who failed to protect us against this Tom Foolery.”

He would reach out his arms to hug me, as would all gathered. The young ladies would give me $60 to continue my work. Another of those gathered would hand me a $20 bill as well. God bless you!

Your brother,


Recipient, Virginia Division, Sons of Confederate Veterans Robert E. Lee Award

Recipient, United Daughters of the Confederacy Jefferson Davis Medal
Honorary Life Member, Zebulon Vance Camp 15, Sons of Confederate Veterans
Chairman, Board of Advisors Emeritus, Southern Legal Resource Center
President, Southern Heritage 411