Lee-Jackson Day Forever!

From time to time, we are called upon to do our civic duty, to take part in those institutions that make our home a civil place to live. Although, in recent decades, the structure that has kept our society cohesive for nearly 400 years has deteriorated. Apart from the unpleasantries thrust upon us by that ape of a man, whose name I shall not mention among our honorable readers, our society has been steadfast in maintaining order and decency. Part of that structure has been in the maintenance of honoring our heroes. 

In my childhood, we still paid homage to great men from the past, those that had distinguished themselves among us. George Washington’s Birthday was celebrated throughout all the United States as our Founding Father. No one knew what a “Presidents’ Day” was in the South, until I was well into my pre-teen years. Some places even memorialized Thomas Jefferson’s birthday, the author of our first secessionist document. All over the South, we had Lee-Jackson Day celebrations, especially among the old families and institutions of Dixie. And if you were a politician, to miss a Lee-Jackson Day ball would be political suicide, for those events were where kings were made, connections were maintained, and money was raised to fuel the next generation of leaders. 

So, my mind predisposed to such celebrations, I was puzzled when a colleague of mine reminded me, when I was scheduling an absence from my obligations, I was doing it on a holiday. “Well, of course, it was a holiday,” said I. “It was Lee-Jackson Day!” At those words, she cringed and rolled her eyes as some kind of involuntarily attempted alert mechanism, seemingly warning me that I had said something awkward, possibly offensive. It took only a split second to catch the hint. 

The holiday she was referring to is no holiday to me, nor any true thinking person of any character. So, I doubled down and began to name the actual days that each state had celebrated Lee- Jackson Day. Not once did I utter that disgusting man’s name, that usurper, that anti-Christ, to whom the Christless American Empire now bows down to in idolatrous worship, and unfortunately to their eternal shame, many in the Church. I shall never take part in desecrating this day of remembrance of two of our godliest and most noble heroes, true servants of our people and Our Lord, by mentioning the name of that plagiarist, that apostate, on the same day, nor even in the same breath, and shame on you if you do.

 But what would be terrible, my brothers and sisters, if you fail to remember Lee or Jackson at this time, and worse, if you fail to instruct your children of these two pillars of Dixie.

Those of you who will be taking part in celebrating the glorious lives of Robert E. Lee and Thomas Jackson, I tip my hat to you. And if I may, a special thanks to the Sons of Confederate Veterans and the Virginia Flaggers for your constant faithfulness in memorializing our fallen heroes. May Christ bless both these organizations, and may the years ahead find them more diligent and more problematic to the empire which Lee warned us, and of which we now witness crumbling before us. 

Let me finish by sharing two of my favorite quotes by these men. 

“Duty, then, is the sublimest word in our language. Do your duty in all things. You cannot do more; you should never wish to do less.”

Robert E. Lee

“Always mystify, mislead, and surprise the enemy, if possible; and when you strike and overcome him, never let up in the pursuit.”

Stonewall Jackson

Deo Vindice!

Happy Lee-Jackson Day!