Quietly but persistently, the so-called Civil War raged on below Mason’s and Dixon’s line for many years after the official treaties had been signed. Aside from rooting out and punishing war-weary Johnny Rebs, a way of life more in tune with nature came under fire. Machine waged war on man. Factory waged war on farm. Urban waged war on rural. Technology waged war on tradition. Today, the fires of war burn still and the stakes are as high as ever. Will we become nature’s ally or her unwanted master? Will we become self-reliant or dependent on strangers? Will our roots be allowed to run deep or will we help the axe of so-called progress chop us all down to size?
The axe is raised and it is time we faced an unpleasant truth: The Civil War was not about ending one people’s slavery. Rather, it was one giant leap in the long journey to enslave us all. Those who forge the shackles are the same who grease the wheels of international finance with our sweat, blood, tears, and years. Indeed, modern life as we know it is largely a life of slavery. The chains may be invisible but they bind us just the same, tied like dead weight to our every thought and deed. Like the chattel slave on the plantation, the modern man ~ the wage slave ~ owns nothing. He is no one and means nothing to the banker who owns him. He is a tax identification number and a social security number; he is not his name. He is rootless, unattached, and eternally on the move. He is the proverbial Everyman, interchangeable with his neighbors whom he does not know, and all of this by deliberate design.
They will tell us that the South is a racist stronghold, that the Civil War was about ending slavery, that the “old” ways had to be modernized. What they do not tell us is that slavery was drawing to a close before the war due to economic prudence as much as any human rights concerns, that the war was about money and control. They do not tell us that the “old” ways of the Southerners were also the old ways of their European ancestors and an eighteenth century America now almost forgotten. In short, our false narrative builders do not tell us the truth about our own past, and it is our shared past, whether Billy Yank or Johnny Reb. This is not a divide along Mason’s and Dixon’s line but a divide between citizens who are worth a damn and the elite at our banks and capitols who do not give a damn.
No, the suited slave traders of Wall Street do not care unless a profit is to be made, and there is far more profit in industry than in small-scale agriculture. Thus farming became an industry and the family who could not keep up was bought and sold, pushed into the city, and chained to the machine age all while their children were taught the values of progress and the backwardness and cruelty of their parents and grandparents. It has happened time and again, but never on such a scale as in the aftermath of that supposedly Civil War. Entire communities reduced to ash and rubble were swarmed by outsiders who insisted they knew better than anyone born and raised there.
Today, the South in general continues to suffer derision, mockery, and condescension from all fronts – even those who claim enlightenment by moving anywhere but here. For more on this, listen to an extended version of the above article read by the author with corresponding slides here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_C4gm_QbAzE&t=51s