I have some ties with red, plus a red Izod sweater really reserved for Christmas, and a couple of reddish summer shirts, never really worn but for 'Wear Red to Support the Troops Day ' plus driving 'them' crazy on Friday's - it's well worth it :)
Posted on 10/04/2005 12:33:44 AM PDT by injin
As opposed to your only cited source, which is a History Channel documentary.
Getting under your skin, am I? Tell you what, if you want me to apologize to you and never address a post to you again you have to do three things:
1. Prove that a book entitled "Yachts Against Subs," which you've cited as a source, exists. A link to a library that lists it, a bibilography, or a bookseller will do. Otherwise, admit that it's the subtitle of a magazine article (a copy of which I have, by the way--and it isn't a book review but a pretty good article about the volunteer picket patrols that mostly operated along the east coast). I'll let you slide on "The Annals of Old Missouri", althought that one seems just as fictitious.
2. Either provide links to the posts you claim that I've made in which I express racist attitudes toward Indians or anyone else, or admit that you slandered me with that allegation, which you made up out of whole cloth.
3. Post for all to see the freepmails that you recently claimed I sent you in which I promised to stop addressing anything to you, or admit that this was one more of your lies.
That's all I ask in return to stopping. Show everyone that you're not a liar and I am. Should be easy, right?
But you can't do it, because those are all lies, and just a few of the many, many lies I've caught you in.
Say, do you need Dr. Lubar's email address?
I wonder what ever happened to the original thread here?
if you should recover it, please inform me soonest.
free dixie,sw
a case of subversion ?
;^)
free dixie,sw
All threads even tangentially related to the Civil War (or whatever you want to call it) turn into this. The usual suspects with the same arguments. "It was about tariffs" "No, it was about slavery" "Yankee POW camps were bad" "So were Southern ones" "DAMNyankees killed every last one of my ancestors and lincoln was a tyrant shyster baby-raping folk-singing loan shark who only got elected so that he could inflict his MARXIST dogma on the US and go back to DU." (Guess who that last one is).
But we wouldn't all be here if we weren't enjoying it on some level. Where else are you going to find anything like a serious discussion of the war on this level? The verbal invective--well, that's the fun part.
I'll float some coffee across the Rapahannock to you if you'll send back some tobacco. Merry Christmas, Johnny Reb.
Well here's ur 'backy' ~~~~~~
but as for coffee , no need .
I'm a coffee farmer! got plenty ....
;^)
(nice scene though, weren't it?)
I just saw that you live in Hawaii. Ya know, I live in Los Angeles. If I got a really long rope, could you float me some of that good Kona?
" If I got a really long rope, could you float me some of that good Kona?"
it's called the US Postal Service ;^)
I have some ties with red, plus a red Izod sweater really reserved for Christmas, and a couple of reddish summer shirts, never really worn but for 'Wear Red to Support the Troops Day ' plus driving 'them' crazy on Friday's - it's well worth it :)
and forget not the colors Blue and Gray :
THE BLUE AND THE GRAY by Francis Miles Finch (1827-1907)
By the flow of the inland river,
Whence the fleets of iron have fled,
Where the blades of the grave-grass quiver,
Asleep are the ranks of the dead:
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment-day;
Under the one, the Blue,
Under the other, the Gray.
These in the robings of glory,
Those in the gloom of defeat,
All with the battle-blood gory,
In the dusk of eternity meet:
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment-day,
Under the laurel, the Blue,
Under the willow, the Gray.
From the silence of sorrowful hours
The desolate mourners go,
Lovingly laden with flowers
Alike for the friend and the foe:
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment-day,
Under the roses, the Blue,
Under the lilies, the Gray.
So, with an equal splendor,
The morning sun-rays fall,
With a touch impartially tender,
On the blossoms blooming for all:
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment-day,
Broidered with gold, the Blue,
Mellowed with gold, the Gray.
So, when the summer calleth,
On forest and field of grain,
With an equal murmur falleth
The cooling drip of the rain:
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment-day,
Wet with the rain, the Blue,
Wet with the rain, the Gray.
Sadly, but not with upbraiding,
The generous deed was done,
In the storm of the years that are fading
No braver battle was won:
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment-day,
Under the blossoms, the Blue,
Under the garlands, the Gray.
No more shall the war cry sever,
Or the winding rivers be red;
The banish our anger forever
When they laurel the graves of our dead!
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgment-day,
Love and tears for the Blue,
Tears and love for the Gray.
imagine this song being sung by a winsome feminine voice so fair (Kathy Barton)
The Knot of Blue & Gray :
You ask me why upon my breast
Unchanged from day to day.
Linked side by side in this broad band
I wear the Blue and Gray.
I had two brothers long ago,
Two brothers blithe and gay.
One wore the suit of Northern blue
And one of Southern gray.
One heard the roll call of the South
And linked his faith with Lee.
The other bore the stars and stripes
With Sherman to the sea.
Each fought for what he thought was
right And fell with sword in hand.
One sleeps amid Virginia's hills,
And one in Georgia's sands.
But the same sun shines on both their graves,
O'er valley and o'er hill,
And in the darkest of the hours
My brothers they lie still.
That is why upon my breast
unchanged from day to day,
Linked side by side in this broad band
I wear the Blue and Gray.
it's songs like these that cause my highest respect for these men of old to remain undimmed , forever bright .
May they all rest in eternal peace.
Amen and Amen.
"They do not know what they say. If it came to a conflict of arms, the war will last at least four years. Northern politicians will not appreciate the determination and pluck of the South, and Southern politicians do not appreciate the numbers, resources, and patient perseverance of the North. Both sides forget that we are all Americans. I foresee that our country will pass through a terrible ordeal, a necessary expiation, perhaps, for our national sins."
Robert E. Lee
and he certainly was about that.
free dixie,sw
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