Allen Armentrout, Part 1: Southern Son

Editor’s note: I wasn’t sure what to expect when interviewing Allen Armentrout, who launched to brief fame after the above image went viral late last summer. What I found was an intelligent, articulate, kind, and hopeful young man. A pure Southern gentleman, whose “Yes, ma’ams” delighted this ol’ dissident belle.

Raised right, educated in true history, and nourished in the God of the Bible, Armentrout’s also a fearless resistor to the Southern cultural genocide. To me, he serves as a much-needed light in these dark and dangerous times. I hope you will agree.

“So, my son, when in the conflict of life the cloud and the darkness come, stand unflinchingly by your post; remain faithful to the discharge of your duty.” — Robert E. Lee

August 15 marked the one-year anniversary of when Allen Armentrout did his duty: honoring General Lee. Defying his youthful 21 years of age, the North Carolina native and lover of Southern heritage stood his ground resolutely and quietly as a seething flash mob gathered around him, hurling the most hurtful and irrational rhetoric at the lone rebel.

The Cloud & The Darkness

“Terrorist go home!” the rabid crowd of about 30 shrieked with hysterical flair synonymous with today’s intolerant left. “Racist!” screamed one. “Get the fuck out of here!” screeched another. Obscenities, expletives, juvenile chants, and verbal snares filled the totalitarian-tainted air.

“She actually whispered in my ear,” Armentrout told me in my recent two-hour phone interview with him (click here for full audio). The “she” he’s referring to is the black woman seen in this video and the link above.

“It was kinda eerie. I can still hear it. She was like ‘We’re going to find you, chop your body up into tiny pieces, and people aren’t even going to know.’” That’d be peak social justice, I suppose.

The most well-known image from that Tuesday in Charlottesville, Virginia, is at top, a picture in which Lara Rogers, a middle-aged mother of three shoves double-birds in Armentrout’s face. To Cultural Marxists, Rogers is considered a “middle-fingered hero,” who’s just resisting “white supremacy.”

But to we non-leftists, Rogers and others in the nihilistic throng are emblematic of exactly why Armentrout was in, what I disrespectfully call, “the Berkeley of the Blue Ridge.” It’s a place brimming with unhinged tyrants, who claim to defend their homes and values, while they seek to destroy the roots and history of what once made Charlottesville (and the South at large) so great.

They’re Jacobins who resort to vitriol and bully tactics while claiming the moral high ground against a young man who simply wants to defend his hearth and heritage against a fashionable and utterly dangerous cultural genocide. They claim unity, but seek to conquer. They claim victim status, but revel in schadenfreude.

Stand Unflinchingly by Your Post

“I stood there two hours being mocked and brushed up against,” Armentrout explained in his warm Piedmont drawl. “I don’t think you could’ve gotten more verbally assaulted than those people did to me.”

“Can you imagine what they might have done if I didn’t have a gun, if that was how volatile they were with me having a gun?” continued Armentrout, who came to Charlottesville open-carrying an AR-15 on his left shoulder and a holstered .45 handgun on his right hip, wearing a Confederate kepi and jacket, and holding a large Battle Flag.

Simply exercising his God-given and legal right to self-defense threw some emotive apparatchiks into a tizzy, of course. Leftists simply cannot fathom the concept of self-defense because they childishly equate guns with murder.

It also tweaked some of Armentrout’s supporters, who thought the weaponry sent the wrong message, considering the violence that had unfolded in Charlottesville just three days prior. He admitted he almost left the rifle in the trunk of his car.

But with “all this hating on the ARs,” he opted to prove that the maligned gun can be used in a peaceful way and as a deterrent to harm and criminality. “Every time an AR-15’s been put on the news, it’s ‘Oh, it’s killed somebody.’ This time, it’s not going to be that way.”

“People nowadays do not value life,” he added. “How hard do you think it’d be to kill a kid with a Confederate flag at a controversial monument? It’d be nothin’.”

When in the Conflict of Life

Like a soldier preparing for battle, Armentrout played bagpipe military music through his Bluetooth headset when setting out for Lee Park, the now contentious site where the Confederate general’s monument has been standing since 1924. He geared up and started the trek from his car, which was positioned about a mile away for security measures.

En route, a man brandished a weapon and made veiled threats, and a few cops approached him. Undeterred, Armentrout steadfastly marched onward, weapons visible and flag flying high. Such are the battle lines in this 4th-generation war and Lee Park was the beachhead.

Back in June, the politically correct Charlottesville City Council had voted unanimously to change the park’s name to Emancipation Park, and in February, voted to remove Lee’s statue. (The statue still remains due to state law.) But the progressives who’ve colonized this once charming town have deemed the statue contemptuous and demand that it must go.

This kind of puritanical purge of all things Southern is one of the many reasons the Unite the Right (UTR) rally had even taken place in the city the previous weekend. The 26-feet-high bronze sculpture simply came to represent resistance to the leftist status quo because the Charlottesville barbarians made it so.

The horrific event, as described by my friend who attended the rally, didn’t occur because the city is a “place fractured by racial history and racial wounds,” asserted by the social-justice shills. The calamity was caused by these very hand-wringers who now cry foul and proved what dissidents of all stripes have been saying all along: we live under anarcho-tyranny.

And the cultural Marxists’ cleansing of Confederate symbols and subsequent celebration of evildoers only proliferated post-UTR, amplifying that ugly reality. In fact, it was the razing of the Confederate veteran statue in Durham by a legion of lunatics which inspired Armentrout to head to Virginia.

“There does come a point where morally what they believe in is completely wrong and threatens my way of life in some cases,” Armentrout said of the Reconstructed masses. “And that’s when you have to stand up for, what you believe in.”

Charlottesville is a case study in peak democracy. It’s the bitter pill that there’s an outright state-enforced, media-pushed, corporate-collaborated war against freedom of conscience, civility, and federalism. And Dixie is its emblematic whipping boy.

“It is history that teaches us to hope.”
— Robert E. Lee

“You know why people hate us?” asked Armentrout, who likened the progressive agitators to the cruel ancient Roman emperor Nero. “Because we’re the last beam of hope. We’re the last group of people in the United States who stand up to tyranny” and the monuments are a reminder of that.

“There once was a group of people who said, ‘Enough’s enough,’ and took up arms against central authority,” he continued. “The federal government doesn’t want people to know about that.” He’s absolutely correct: that’s what this is about.

“They can tear down every monument. They can kill every Southerner. They can burn every history book. They can dig up every Confederate grave. It doesn’t change what happened. The truth cannot be destroyed, ever.”

And just like Nero-era Christians were tortured, unjustly punished, and castigated as scapegoats for every social ill, but still somehow prevailed, the prayer is that Southerners too shall triumph. But they can only do so with God.

“With Christ, comes freedom, and with Christianity, comes free will,” affirmed Armentrout when critiquing America’s spiritual and social degradation. “We can fight. We can complain…but until we turn our hearts over to the Lord, it’s not going to change anything.”

Faithful to the Discharge of Your Duty

Armentrout told me that he felt “spirit-led” to Charlottesville. “If the Lord has told you to do something – it doesn’t matter how hard it is or how much you’re going to suffer in doing or what you might have to sacrifice – in the end, the Lord is going to bless you.”

His maturity in faith and unwavering courage in his beliefs are the blessings of God, Armentrout said. How else could one remain so undaunted in the face of such vile chastisement?

This self-control he exhibited is what astounded people. “How could you be so calm? I would’ve knocked her upside the head,”  Armentrout said were some of the most common comments regarding Rogers’ infantile aggression.

“Yeah, well, I wanted to, but that’s not the Christian thing to do…you can turn the other cheek when people are cussing you. Through just that one character trait alone, I showed Christ in me…(but) it does take some restraint from the Holy Spirit.”

“My chief concern is to try to be an honest, earnest Christian.”
— Robert E. Lee

The dichotomy between Armentrout’s stealthy demeanor and the alt-Marxists’ unbalanced behavior was palpable. It’s why he didn’t engage them in conversation. He did, however, have a polite dialog when he first arrived at the park. They agreed to disagree and ended the exchange with a handshake.

But when the maniacal mobsters ambushed him, he “clammed up.” Attempting to have a civil exchange with uncivil and miseducated people is “a lost cause,” he said.

“This is our town!” cried out a person, who was probably not even a native of the city, much less of Virginia. “Racist go home!” chanted the blood-thirsty gaggle.

The South is his home

Armentrout’s German ancestors came to Pennsylvania in the 1740s, but migrated to Virginia’s Shenandoah Valley soon thereafter. From the settlement of Keezletown, his forebearers fought in the French and Indian War. One relative was a POW and slave to an adversarial Native American tribe, but escaped.

The Armentrouts constructed churches, grew their families, cultivated community, fostered freedom, and continued defending Virginia during both the Revolutionary War and the War of 1812. Continuing the patriotic lineage, his fourth great-grandfather served in the Confederate Army in the Stonewall Brigade during the War Between the States.

“I’m just very proud…of the sacrifice they gave so that I can live in this country,” he said of his kin. I’m “thankful that even though we were defeated, that my ancestors stood up to the Yankees and the invaders and tried to fight for our independence there, too.”

“A nation which does not remember what it was yesterday does not know where it is today.”
— Robert E. Lee

When Armentrout was a junior in high school, he and his father made a pilgrimage to Keezletown – a link he discovered when doing ancestral research. It was the dirty grave markers in an unnamed cemetery there that started Armentrout on a path which led eventually to Charlottesville.

He decided to clean those neglected veteran gravestones “of men who died for our rights and our freedoms hundreds of miles away from their families.” Many of their “descendants probably don’t even know where they are. For all I know there might be an Armentrout in Missouri or Texas, somewhere far away from me that hopefully a fellow compatriot out there might clean.”

Armentrout’s budding appreciation for genealogy and honoring the dead built upon the lessons instilled in him by his father, Michael, who’s an independent fundamental Baptist preacher. Unlike the atrocious example Rogers set for her children, Armentrout’s dad taught him about virtue and godliness through the lens of history.

“I learned a lot from my dad and those two pictures.”

“Some of my best Christian role models growing up were Robert E. Lee and Stonewall Jackson,” he explained.” As a boy, images of the Confederate generals in his father’s study always caught his eye.

“My dad taught me as a young man to revere those individuals and taught me what they believed, showed me what to stand for and what not to. I was taught that I have rights and freedoms. I was taught the truth and I was taught to care.”

“I think it better to do right, even if we suffer in doing so, than to incur the reproach of our consciences and posterity.”
— Robert E. Lee

His dad educated him about the War and the Southern cause “and made the information pertinent to the way we live and how what they fought for applies to today.” To me, it’s a very Orthodox perspective.

Just like we Orthodox look to the saints and use their stories to help grow us in faith, Armentrout looks to the enigmatic Lee and Jackson. Just like we Orthodox are called upon to pray for our dead Christian ancestors, Armentrout honors his.

Just like the traditional Orthodox fought against iconoclasm in the Byzantine Empire, Armentrout resists the destruction of his symbols and traditions. This all gives him a sense of purpose. Pride in a people.

“A man’s life is always trying to seek things to fill the void in his heart and respecting those who fought and died for you completes you in some way,” he said. It’s about time and place. Identity and meaning. Ties that bind. And being a grateful Southern son.

-By Dissident Mama and originally published at