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Morris Dees

On Tuesday night, February 28, 2006, I had the opportunity to travel the some 70 miles over to the college campus of Western Carolina University in Cullowhee, N.C. where the Chief Trial Counsel Morris Dees of the Southern Poverty Law center would speak at the Performing Arts Center. I must say that to learn prior to traveling there, of the huge victory earned in the Jacqueline Duty Case by the Southern Legal Resource Center in the 11th District where we now face a battle in Blount County, Tennessee, was exhilarating, but not surprising. I knew that had this trial gone to court and faced the cross examination from Kirk D. Lyons of the evidence allowed in the deposition hearings; Deo Vindice for the South would have finally visited our shores. As it stands this victory has humongous implications in every heritage case we face from now on; it will probably out weigh even Castorina. God bless Earl Ray Neal , Kirk D.Lyons, the Sons of Confederate Veterans,all our Southern family who supported this action, and especially all of our hard working staff.

Hearing the wonderful news of Duty provided me with all the inspiration I would need to adorn the Confederate uniform of our ancestors , pick up our glorious flag and set up station outside the Performing Arts building where Dees would speak later in the evening. I must say that the reception I received from the students and staff that poured over to where I sat asking questions and taking pictures was a little overwhelming, even though I have been in the same kind of atmosphere many times. However, I was approached by a young Black woman who identified herself as being the only Black staff member on the faculty at that school, and that furthermore she saw my presence as being there to defend and promote white supremacy. I promptly reminded her that it was the last day of so called Black History Month, and what better way to celebrate the lives of the very men and women who had stood loyally by their southern family in defense of their homeland that had been invaded by a man who had violated every rule of decency as it related to constitutional law, and carried his criminal behavior onto the battle field and into the homes of the innocent Southern civilian population(Red, Black, and White) murdering, stealing, raping and burning along the way. When she told me she was from Toccoa, Georgia; I told her of how Terry Lee and I had received the Key to the City of Toccoa from their Black former Mayor, the Honorable James Neal, during the Historic March Across Dixie, she exclaimed not the Funeral Home director James Neal, I exclaimed, the one and only. She said we still had issues and went into the building.

At 6:50 PM, I entered the building amidst security far more stringent than that I had witnessed at the President's Town Hall meeting in the State Capitol. Mr.... Dee's came out, acknowledge the fact that he had witnessed the flag outside and hoped that whoever was flying it had come inside to learn something, even though I was sitting less than five feet from the stage in front of him looking mighty fine in my uniform. He began to espouse upon all the great victories he had won, quoted Martin Luther King's I have A Dream Speech, touted his organization's wonderful reach out programs aimed at ending hate, and embracing diversity, bragged about all the money his organization takes in from people, and all the staff that he has at his disposal. After he finished bashing the Southern White Man, he ended his speech saying that he didn't ever take a Bar examine, he was given his law license because he was White and attended the University of Alabama. He went on to only entertain questions from the student body; hearing none he went on to prefabricate a question that he proclaimed some student had asked him earlier in the day. Apologizing for starting a new speech, he started to leave. However the very same lady from Toccoa who just happened to be sitting right behind me stood and said (as I was walking out of the building after calling Dee's a coward for his action); Mr... Dee's I am not a student, but I am on the faculty here and appreciate so much your wonderful work as she then asked him some far out say question that had him smiling until he realized that I was still standing as I had now made an about face to ask him a question. I must add that the lady had been conveniently given a microphone so that everyone could hear her question; Mr. Dee's promptly said that if that fellow in the Confederate uniform would sit down, he would answer her question, and that he did not know my rank, but it appeared I was some kind of Confederate soldier. I told him I was a General. When he finished answering the lady's question, I again stood motioning for the microphone so that I could ask a question; Pandora's box had been opened by this lady, I was not going to let him get away. The lady with the microphone refused to acknowledged me or give me the microphone until Mr..Dee's took one look at me and said: I don't want to answer any of your questions here, you are the one with the flag, we need to go behind closed doors and talk. I told him that I didn't have anything to hide from those people who had gathered to hear him make sarcastic remarks about me , my flag, and his blaming on the South all the evils of America, and especially his down talk of the Southern White man. I reminded him that I had it on high authority from the Honorable Andrew Young that Martin Luther King had been asked by his lower lieutenants like Jesse Jackson to attack the flag, but had told them to leave it alone, and do something about the things they could do something about, and that further he knew that if you attacked the Christian Cross, you just as well push your chair up under that table of so called Brotherhood. He interrupted me stating that I was giving a speech, where was my question ? After explaining to him if the college and students would pay me the fee that they gave him, I could deliver a better speech better than the one he gave. I asked him why he had depicted the League of the South and the Sons of Confederate Veterans as hate organizations ? Instead of running and hiding as he had done when Terry Lee and I stood on his grounds on the Historic March Across Dixie and called him out, he refused to answer the question. I finally told him to forget it, and that I was going home. As I began to exist he made some other smart remark about me. I turned and told him that I knew just like all the other poverty pimps like himself; he had come and delivered his distorted message, filled his coffers with the monies of an acknowledge populous, spread his hate message and left my babies feeling shame of being southern, and was too cowardly to respond to my question. I hope all the people in that building saw Mr.. Dees for the coward he was and are still today asking themselves just why this man so powerful stood shaking in his ragged drawers afraid to answer a graying old Blackman who stood so very proud in the uniform of his Southern family.