General Robert E. Lee born January 19, 1807

[Burrhus]

"We are now in a state of war which will yield to nothing. The whole south is in a state of revolution, into which Virginia, after a long struggle, has been drawn; and though I recognize no necessity for this state of things, and would have forborne and pleaded to the end for redress of grievances, real or supposed, yet in my own person I had to meet the question whether I should take part against my native state. With all my devotion to the Union, and the feeling of loyalty and duty of an American citizen, I have not been able to make up my mind to raise my hand against my relatives, my children, my home. I have therefore resigned my commission m the army, and, save in defense of my native state--with the sincere hope that my poor services may never be needed--I hope I may never be called upon to draw my sword."--General Robert E. Lee

A True American Hero
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[MartinLindstedt]

Happy Birthday, General Lee!

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From: James Floyd [mailto:jfloyd@airnet.net]
Sent:Sunday, Jan. 24, 1999
To: jfloyd@airnet.net
Subject: Happy Birthday, General Lee!

A belated happy birthday, my General! I purposefully waited for the septic din of MLK celebrants to subside before sending these greetings, to do otherwise would have been a profanation. Your noble name should never be interspersed with or made to compete with the legerdemain and obvious fraud which, now, dominates the day of your birth. They have stolen this day but they can never defraud us of our memories.

Respectability, honesty, integrity and self-sacrificing leadership have become unattainable, abstract and passé ideals. These values that so clearly defined your life have become valueless, leaving us to chose our leaders from a pool of dishonorable, ignoble, contemptible, pavid scalawags. Then we cavalierly dismiss their vile disregard and violation of our trust by attributing their failures to human weakness. And, always, it is a choice between the lesser of two evils.

Your battle continues to be ours; the third day at Gettysburg has never ended, and the sharp stones in the wall on Cemetery Ridge remain a sanctuary for the deluded hordes who still fight for an ersatz Union. We are in greater disunion, today, than when twenty eight thousand of your brave men lay dead in front and atop those wretched rocks.

They have extended that wall and built it higher, wider and deeper. It now encircles our beloved South and stands there threatening anyone who would object to the demise of our culture, heritage or race. Those manning this earthwork have, long ago, destroyed Southerness and are determined to exterminate and forever obliterate Whiteness from the face of this nation.

This present day destruction is an annihilation of more than just the body, it is a fight for the hearts and minds of our children; a battle to destroy their sense of self, self respect, love for kin, and to make them voluntary participants in their own genocide. And, as insane as it seems, it is working -- they are succeeding! The wreck and carnage against our beloved South is indescribable.

Even those of us who are doomed to perpetually assault this impregnable wall are, if not cowards, somehow plagued with an odd paralysis of will that works in our disfavor. We cringe and flee when our love for our White children is branded racism and we kowtow when the defense of our heritage is deemed bigotry. Our worst enemies are most times our own children and neighbors who have been robbed of their identity and somehow convinced that their banishment is inevitable -- and not only fore-ordained but as it should be.

Still, in these darkest of times, those of us who know you hold in our collective memories a picture of your handsome face, stately erect posture and unwavering determination to protect your own from the ravages of the alien. A simple farm girl of your time expressed my feelings better than ever I could;

"I've only heard about God, but I've seen General Lee."
Interview 1865

Jim Floyd
Cullman, Al. 35057

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Editor's Note: Robert E. Lee was born on Jan. 19, 1807 in Virginia.
A plagarist, liar, Communist, and adulterer had a three-day civic holiday celebrated in his name this past Monday, Jan. 19, 1999, wherein government workers and banksters got off.
--M.L.
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[Julian Curtis Lee]

There was a great man.

[Empress Cheesatine]

Great, we have something legitimate to celebrate today. We can say "Happy General Robert E. Lee Birthday!"

[cerberus]

A very great soldier and much respected leader.

[WillieBrennan]

Following the War, Gamaliel Bradford wrote about his encounter with General Robert E. Lee.

“I had been a most bitter anti-South man, and fought and cursed the Confederates desperately. I could see nothing good in any of them. At Gettysburg, a ball shattered my left leg. I lay on the ground not far from Cemetery Ridge, and as General Lee ordered his retreat, he and his officers rode near me. As they came along I recognized him, and, though faint from exposure and loss of blood, I raised up my hands, looked Lee in the face, and shouted as loud as I could, ‘Hurrah for the Union’ The General heard me, looked, stopped his horse, dismounted and came toward me. I must confess I, at first, thought he meant to kill me. But as he came up he looked down at me with such a sad expression upon his face that all fear left me, and I wondered what he was about. He extended his hand to me, grasping mine firmly, and looking right into my eyes, said: ‘My son, I hope you will soon be well.’


If I live to be a thousand years I shall never forget the expression on General Lee’s face. There he was defeated, retiring from a field that had cost him and his cause almost their last hope, and yet he stopped to say words like those to a wounded soldier of the opposition who had taunted him as he passed by! As soon as the General had left me, I cried myself to sleep there upon the bloody ground.”