On Monday,
in Durham, North Carolina, protesters pulled down a Confederate
memorial statue outside the county courthouse. I've seen the footage:
it was pulled off a plinth and fell (if I'm judging the height of
people next to the plinth right) about twelve feet.
Somehow,
just from the fall, it ended up looking like this:
Now, I'm not
a blacksmith but my best
friend has taken some courses in the art and he tells me that is some
really shoddy work. It turns out these things were churned out cheap
in their hundreds as a way to make the South feel good about
themselves after losing the Civil War.
Which
they did. They lost. Its been a century and a half. Get the fuck over
it.
On
a more serious note, it is nice to see that the ultimate
participation trophy here is as fragile as the special white
snowflakes who feel the need to march through a half-empty college
campus carrying flaming torches to assert their precious “white
pride” and “traditional masculinity”. I mean, it is so
important to these people to keep the monuments of their failure,
their utter, pathetic defeat. Then again, given the number of
swatstikas on display at Charlottesville these people have a positive
fetish for failure, clinging to the scant consolation that cosplaying
as history's boogeymen allows them to inspire fear like the
emotionally stunted schoolyard bullies most of them are and that's
all they have to lend some petty semblence of meaning to bleak ,
pointless lives spent hiding from the fact that quirk of genetics has
granted them every social opportunity and they still managed to fail.
Also,
I quite like that it proves you can just smash these things no matter
what the government tries to tell you.
In
which Confederate statues are rather like Richard Spencer's face, now
I think about it.
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