The Trap

Imagine this: You’ve lost a war. You’ve lost your fortune and maybe even your home, but you still have land and on that land is a fine crop of cotton. With this harvest you can rebuild something of your former life. Sure, you have to pay the field hands, but you’re not feeding, clothing, or sheltering them any more so the difference shouldn’t take too much of your profits. In fact, you will likely make more money as chattel slavery is an impractical, costly, and outmoded form of labor. Slaves were being freed slowly but surely before the war; yours were long gone before that fateful first shot. War or no war, hiring labor was a better prospect and it was almost time for a harvest.

Here come the Cottentots, Yankees who convinced the newly freed slaves that stealing was acceptable. So, your workers stole your harvest and sold it for next to nothing to the intruding Cottentot who then sold it again, likely to another Yankee, for a substantial mark-up. You’re left with nothing but a claim that will never be addressed by law enforcement that is no longer local but imposed by your conquerors from the North. No one who cares has any authority here.

And on the other side of town? A school for freed slave children where Yankee teachers instill in those young minds ideas of innate equality but an unfair balance of power ~ the white man has the power, they whisper, only because of the money they have and they stole that money from the fruits of African labor.  It was during the so-called Reconstruction that an irreparable racial divide was born that one disgruntled North Carolinian felt would ripen into a harvest of blood and murder.

Are your scythes raised? What will you bring in from the fields? While the harvest may be uncertain, it seems that the powers-that-be, whomever they be, want us to hate one another. With a consistently infantilized, dumbed-down, and agitated population that is not hard to do. Like that pink house getting so much attention in Atlanta, it’s a trap. Will you fall for it?

Far too many will. Why do the string pullers want us to hate one another? It’s a question with myriad possible answers and the right one is likely under a pile of ill-gotten wealth in the vault of an offshore bank. This is the accumulation of an ongoing effort to break down the human spirit, to arrest our development, and to demoralize us – all of us – to the point that society crumbles. One post-war Alabamian summed it up nicely when he said,

We have just emerged from the ruins of the most gigantic and terrible war recorded in history. And while we have spilled the best blood of our land, and lost our liberties and property, who can say that we have escaped the next greatest calamity of war ~ the demoralization of society.

And on march the destroyers. Why? What is to be gained from the breakdown of civilization as we know it? It’s simple, really. Solve et Coagula. Those who destroy will be those who rebuild, according to their own specifications. While our society has its rotten places that should be demolished and rebuilt, we needn’t demolish our relationships with each other. Instead, these should be fortified and protected against those who would scream racism at every turn. Don’t get caught in the trap.

Rachel Summers
Known as the Dropout Philosopher, Rachel Summers walked away from the Ivory Tower, spent a year in a motorcycle mechanics program, and started research for her first novel, CondAmnation, in a local Harley Davidson shop. Her novels are what some have called a journey into antinomian mysteriosophy, where socially sanctioned morality is turned on its head in order to shake out just a few drops of enlightenment.

Summers holds degrees in History, Comparative Religions, English Literature, and Philosophy but ran afoul of academia when her dissertation proposal was rejected as something that might cause a scandal or, worse yet, cause the check-signing alumni to sign fewer checks. Welcomed to stay and write if she accepted a pre-approved project, she chose to leave and vowed to cause a scandal indeed, whether with pen or sword. She is currently writing her fourth novel as well as articles for the Revolutionary Conservative; thus far, the sword remains sheathed.
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