Tag: Robert E. Lee

bookmark_borderGreat post from Confederate Coffee Company…

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…about Lee High School in Midland, Texas. 

Here is an excerpt:

“We weren’t part of the vote — but we’re proud of the result. Respect. Heritage. Honor. That’s what this is about. Across the South, our story matters. Every community deserves its voice, its roots, and its rightful names. Let’s stop erasing. Start remembering.”

(emphasis added)

Amen to that. The story of the Confederacy matters. The story of Robert E. Lee matters. And so does mine. Minority viewpoints, perspectives, and stories matter, not just those of the majority. Not just those that line up with whatever happens to be popular. Just like the Confederates, I am unpopular, I am a rebel, and I am different from the norm. This is why the Confederates are so important to me. Their stories matter, and mine does as well. The Confederates, and myself, deserve to be honored just as much as anyone else does.

Read the rest of their post here.

bookmark_borderRobert E. Lee’s name restored to a high school in Texas

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Despite the attempts of cruel, vicious, and brainless bullies to destroy this happy occasion, a high school in Texas has restored Robert E. Lee’s name. 

Midland Lee High School had its name changed to Midland Legacy High School in 2020 as part of the campaign by intolerant bullies to eradicate the existence of all people who are different from the norm. But this past Tuesday night, the school committee voted to change the name back! 

The school board meeting took over 3 hours, involved what was described as “a loud, woke opposition,” and ended with a 4-3 vote. This means that unfortunately, a large number of people, including 3 members of the school board, are intolerant bullies who believe that people who are different from the norm should be excluded, bullied, hurt, and ultimately obliterated from the earth.

However, the bullies lost. This high school once again has a name which sends the message that people who are different from the norm have a right to exist. Kids who are different, who have trouble making friends, who don’t fit in, will receive the message that they are just as good as anyone else and have a right to exist just as they are. This school name sends the message: Robert E. Lee was different from the norm, and he is being respected and honored, so you have the right to be respected and honored, too.

What a revolutionary concept. 

The Alamo City Guards SCV Camp made an excellent post in which they noted, “Renaming LEE to its original name, Robert E. Lee, is a step towards embracing our diverse cultural backgrounds.” I could not agree more strongly. Without honoring Confederate historical figures in our public spaces, there is no meaningful diversity at all.

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bookmark_borderGood news on Robert E. Lee highway marker in Charleston, SC

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Some good news out of Charleston, South Carolina: the Robert E. Lee highway marker that was removed by intolerant bullies as part of the statue genocide will be coming back! The highway marker, which was cruelly removed on July 20, 2021, will be put back up in a prominent location within the city. The American Heritage Association sued to reverse the removal, and its president, Brett Barry, said: “President Trump has provided Americans an opportunity to turn the tide in the historical monument debate, and we are succeeding.”

Although this is only one small victory in the fight to reverse the statue genocide, it is a step in the right direction.

Source: Dixie Forever

bookmark_borderPrior to June 2020…

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A post shared by Judy Smith (@judysmithphotography)

In other words, prior to the obliteration of everything that makes life worth living. 

Prior to the events that changed my life profoundly and irrevocably. 

Back when people who are different from the norm could actually see ourselves represented in public art.

Back when we could actually feel accepted and included, and like we were allowed to exist.

I never could have predicted what would happen to this statue as well as countless others. I likely will never be able to find the words to fully express how horrible these actions were, and why they have had such an enormous impact. And I certainly will never forget.

bookmark_borderGlimmers of hope – a photo essay

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The past few blog posts have been pretty negative. It is true that the past few months have not been a great time for me, with numerous setbacks and challenges that have exacerbated my autistic burnout and landed me in a negative headspace. However, things have not been 100% negative, so I wanted to take a break from the negativity and share some things that have brought a smile to my face:

This entertainment column in a local newspaper (called “Aldo, The One on One”) specifically mentioned Columbus Day and Christopher Columbus himself.

I wore this t-shirt to a community event, featuring a drawing of Christopher Columbus that I made. I knew from looking at the schedule for the event that there was going to be a “Land Acknowledgement,” something that I find both hurtful and potentially able to trigger a PTSD attack thanks to its connection with the ideology that is responsible for the traumatizing events involving statues. Because of this, I considered not going at all. But I ultimately decided to go, while wearing this t-shirt as a statement that Christopher’s life matters, and mine does as well. 

After my co-workers caused a PTSD attack by calling Columbus Day, “Indigenous Peoples’ Day” (as explained in this blog post), I decided to wear a Columbus-themed pin the next two days, leading up to Columbus Day. I am not entirely sure what my company’s policy is regarding such pins, but I figured that it would be okay given that a handful of co-workers wear Palestine pins at work. Plus, many co-workers wear jewelry, headbands, and hair accessories in celebration of Halloween, Christmas, Valentine’s, Easter, the Fourth of July, and St. Patrick’s Day, and Columbus Day is a holiday just as those are. Ultimately, no one gave me a hard time. That could just be because the pin was too small for anyone to be able to see what it was, but I at least felt that I was making a statement in defense of Columbus.

Also on the Columbus theme, I took baby Christopher Columbus out of his display cabinet and did a photoshoot with him.

My American Girl dolls decided to organize a little get-together to celebrate Columbus Day.

After numerous weeks of lacking the time and energy to do so, I was able to take photos of the beautiful fall leaves, after all. These, for example, were spotted at a local park where I volunteered at an event with my local Republican committee:

(more photos from this park can be found here)

These were taken at the pond near my house:

(more photos from the pond can be found here)

And these were taken at a nearby cemetery:

(more photos from the cemetery can be found here)

I don’t have a photo for this next one, but things are looking up, for the moment at least, with my special interest in sports. The winter sports season has started, and the amount of coverage that NBC and its networks are showing appears to actually be manageable (knock on wood). I am currently caught up on figure skating, am almost caught up on horse racing, and am looking forward to the Breeders’ Cup, which is starting today. And miraculously, I have begun the laborious process of going through my backlog of Olympics recordings, something that until recently, made me nauseous to even think about doing. I watched the very beginning of the equestrian and swimming competitions, both of which involved an officiant ceremonially pounding the ground with a staff to signify the official opening of the venues. Even when watching the events three months later, it was beautiful to see the sun shining through the fog in the background of the early morning dressage competition at the Palace of Versailles.

On a different note, I came across these Trump stickers at the parking garage near my work:

Additionally, I finally got a Trump sign, which my little statues wanted to pose with:

Last but not least, my “Mini Lee” arrived at my house! This is a tiny replica of the Charlottesville statue of Robert E. Lee that was sickeningly destroyed. As you can see, I showed him to the bigger statues, and they think he is pretty cool. These are being sold by Monuments Across Dixie to raise money for a full-size recreation of the statue at a location to be determined. If you are interested in getting your own Mini Lee, more info can be found here.

The world often feels like it is trying to make it impossible for me to have a life that is worth living. But I will continue to fight for such a life, one small glimmer of hope at a time.

bookmark_borderA small reversal in the trend of intolerance: Confederate school names restored!

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A sliver of good news that gives me hope in these dark times: two schools in Virginia have restored Confederate school names!

Stonewall Jackson High School and Ashby Lee Elementary School (named for Turner Ashby and Robert E. Lee) had been renamed to Mountain View High School and Honey Run Elementary School during the nationwide war against people who are different that began following the death of George Floyd. (Waging a war against people who are different in response to a cop killing a person who happens to be black is about as logical as it sounds.) But now, in a triumph for true inclusion, diversity, and human decency, the school board has voted to change the names back!

This is fantastic news. This is a victory for all people who are different from the norm, like me, because Confederate place names, holidays, statues, and monuments are symbols of inclusion and acceptance of people who are different. The restored school names send a message of inclusion and acceptance of students who are different. They make a statement that it is okay to be different. They send the message that students who have trouble fitting in – whether they are nerdy, dress differently than the other kids, like different music, watch different TV shows, have different interests, or are on the autism spectrum – deserve to be included and accepted for who they are.

Taking the Confederate school names away was a cruel and mean-spirited decision amidst nearly four years of ubiquitous and soul-crushing cruelty and meanness. It is a tiny iota of justice, and brings a tiny glimmer of hope, that the names have been changed back.

Sources: Monuments Across Dixie and Confederate States of America Facebook posts

bookmark_border160 years later and people saying “we won” and “you lost”

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I came across the following comment on this Facebook post from Road to the Civil War, featuring a photo of Robert E. Lee and discussing why he wore three stars on his collar. I found this comment to be a refreshing dose of sanity and reasonableness, so I am reproducing it below:

160 years later and people saying “we won” and “you lost”. None of you won or lost anything. You weren’t there. You can’t even imagine life without a cell phone, internet and fast food. Much less not having electricity, cars or even simple medications like antibiotics. It was a different time and those were different people. The big problem in this country today isn’t a North and South issue. This country is divided now on everything from race to party politics. More than it was back then. People hating on each other in real time on social media. Y’all be liking the same foods, music and football team and then want to kill each other over some fruit loop political ideologies. And then pointing your finger at some guy from 160 years ago critiquing his mindset. Like they’re living in this messed up moronic world you call your home today. Look closely into a mirror. Real close. See all those imperfections? They’re not just on the outside.

Thank you to Billy for this thoughtful comment.

bookmark_borderThe statue family expands…

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On Tuesday, April 2, at about 9:30 p.m. a large black truck pulled into my driveway. Inside it were two new statues, coming to live with me. 

That’s right, two.

One of these statues was Robert E. Lee. This statue, I had been anticipating for a while. About a year ago, I paid the deposit for him, and over the course of the year I received pictures documenting the process of creating him, from sketch to clay model to molds to finished product. Watching my statue come into the world was such a cool experience. Once the finishing touches were complete, I put the delivery date on my calendar, and I was eagerly anticipating seeing my new statue in person.

Four days before Lee’s arrival, the company that makes the statues asked me if, by any chance, I might want a statue of Nathan Bedford Forrest as well. This statue had been made at the same time as Lee, for a different person, but the original buyer had backed out. I thought it over for about 24 hours and, being me, said yes. 

So, wrapped in blankets inside the truck on that cold and drizzly night were two new statues: one that was made for me and one that I adopted. Forrest was closest to the door, and a little ways further inside the truck was Lee. The statues were lifted out of the truck and placed in their new home. 

Here is what they look like in daylight. In my opinion, they are the most beautiful sight imaginable. 

From left to right: 

General Robert E. Lee. He’s 4 ft tall, weighs 130 lbs, and is based on the statue that used to be in the state capitol building in Richmond, Virginia, as well as the one that used to be in Washington, D.C. He is one of a batch of 10 Lee statues that were made.

General Nathan Bedford Forrest. He is 4 ft tall, weighs 90 lbs, and is one of a batch of 5. Because he was a cavalry general, most statues depict him on horseback, and this is the first time a standing statue of Forrest has ever existed.

And of course… General Thomas “Stonewall” Jackson, who has been with me for one and a half years now. He is happy to have some friends!

I am having some landscaping work done in the yard, which is why Stonewall is not in his usual spot. For now, the statues are hanging out in this gravelly area off to the side. The weather has been rainy and yucky for the statues’ first week in their new home. Hopefully they don’t mind it too much! Once the weather improves, I will get them set up in a prettier, more permanent way.

I love the statues and am so happy to have them here. They mean so much to me.