If the title of this article does not make you cringe, or if a little vomit does not rise up in your throat at the sound of this phrase, perhaps you have stumbled upon our insignificant little blog by accident. Fortunately for you, we are here to help, to reeducate you in the proper meaning of words and phrases and to redeem that which defiles the soul into something beautiful.
“Union Forever” is a grotesque combination of words in the context of our current political situation. And in my small town, that is no longer so small, now stands a horrific troll of a negro Union soldier, cast in iron. Emboldened by numbers of refugees, former citizens from states in almost total collapse, and those that could not maintain civilization because of their idolatrous worship of the other, this statue, with that putrid phrase, stands counter-opposed to our glorious and artistic monument to Confederate soldiers. “Old Chip,” as he is known in local lore, still stands in defiance, a righteous reminder to those who opposed his brothers’ quest for liberty.
In the political and spiritual context, it is something to horrify Southerners, to leave them agasp in disbelief, that words so damnable would be put on display for our children and women to see as they stroll our beloved Southern streets. For it is unmistakable that the American Empire has matured into a Christless homogeny of diverse tribes from all over the world, denizens that value not the tradition of our political forebears nor the doctrines of our priests and pastors. So, my brothers and sisters, I ask you, what have the children of Light in common and to maintain a “union” with the children of darkness, the offspring of Beelzebub? We have none; therefore, we must redeem that phase, we must change the meaning by remembering those unions that should last forever.
Our marriages must last forever. Though we have been vexed to dissolve them at the slightest momentary discomfort, evangelized by constant Satanic propaganda from all media sources, and from relationships that we are better off in disassociation, we must grasp tight. We must compel our souls against our flesh, to hold these unions, till this earthly life is relinquished into an existence that has no end. These unions must not be dissolved, but must last forever.
To continue, we must reestablish true familial bonds. In my family, we make it a point to have at least one family meal, once a month. In addition, we see each other in church every Lord’s Day, and our children stop by regularly so that we stay connected. Recently, I was engaged in conversation with one of my relations by marriage. We reminisced how old Southern families maintained deep connections through proximity and by gathering together, and doing it often. And because of this conversation, and the expressed will of those of the younger generation, we have determined it a priority that our two families engage with each other so that we become as one.
The Empire has done a rather remarkable and diabolical job at separating us in pursuit of the Yankee dollar, but we can overcome this assault by emphasizing among our children that which is important, that which must remain. Our connections, if maintained, bring us strength in times of trouble, wealth that spans generations, and power to crush an empire in decline. A union with this philosophy is our path to redemption from that which was meant to destroy our people.
Deo Vindice!
God save the South!
Service to God and honor to the South.
