Commander Brutus Marcus

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                 Commander Brutus Marcus
                        The Confederate Partisan Mountain Rangers!
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The keys to a brighter tomorrow or a devastating consequence, has been lain in our hands, the outcome will depend upon either our activism or complacency, whether we choose to walk the walk or merely talk the talk.  History is not an absolute, but cause and effect: Change the cause and you alter the effect.  What if present day conditions unfolded in such a manner as to alter future history?   We as individuals are capable of changing future history by our activism, or lack thereof; it seems reasonable to believe, that what we do today may well change all of our tomorrows.
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The following story attempts to exemplify the type of scenario, which will unfold, if our people continue to procrastinate in complacency and compromise.  While no one can know in advance, precisely what will take place, we can be assured a situation not unlike that which is depicted in the below story, will become a living nightmare, if we fail to liberate the Confederacy under peaceful conditions.  Join with us now as we enter world of the Old Grandfather Clock.
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"I tried all in my power to avert this war. I saw it coming, for twelve years I worked night and day
to prevent it, but I could not. The North was mad and blind; it would not let us govern ourselves, and so the war came, and now it must go on till the last man of this generation falls in his tracks, and his children seize the musket and fight our battle, unless you acknowledge our right to self government. We are not fighting for slavery.  We are fighting for Independence, and that, or extermination." --- Jefferson Davis
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Monday 4 June 2012
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It was a beautiful sunshiny day, even Southern California and much of the western States, which had suffered under a severe drought during the period from 2006 through 2008 had finally recovered.  The southeast has also faired well with spring rains coming in mild but prolonged showers, ending the water shortage in that region, particularly in Georgia.  However this was an election year and there are concerns within the two major political parties, they may face their first serious third party challenge.  A large number of independents, Democrats and Republicans had become dissatisfied with both parties and had successfully formed the Sovereignty Party, also known as the ‘We the People’ Party.  However this day which began so serenely, was destined to see that great mass of humanity known as ‘We the People’ arise from their slumber and take things into their own hands.
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Myself, George McCullum, along with my wife live in our beautiful southern style home in Jackson Tennessee.  The house is an older home with a large living room, it is not a Southern Mansion, nor of modern low ceiling construction, but something in-between.  The living room is of a kind of colonial style décor with a very Old Grandfathers Clock standing as the centerpiece, like unto a guardian of passing time.  My wife and I love to greet the sunrise from our living room over coffee and perhaps a couple slices of toasted buttered bagels, preferring brunch later in the morning.  The rising sun cast a most pleasant reflection, which always seemed to speak of a brighter day to come.
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After finishing our coffee and a little small talk, we made it our custom to tune into the half hour television version of the news, so as to catch up on what had taken place since the previous day.  The east coast being an hour ahead of our own time zone had already entered the working day and the headline news was of a very recent Supreme Court Decision, just announced.  The United Nations had over the previous year passed a resolution, which had the effect of outlawing the private ownership of weapons, making it a violation of international law.  The current Supreme Court’s Ruling, declared the U.S. Constitution and thereby the nation, is subject to that resolution under the terms of agreements already ratified.
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One could call it coincident, a happen chance or possibly a bad omen, but at the very moment the Supreme Court Decision was being announced over the news, the pendulum on the Old Grandfather Clock stopped for a period we later found to be precisely seven minutes, as if time itself had paused, then taken a different course.  After the Broadcast, we decided that perhaps the old clock just needed rewinding, but that was not the case, why then had it stopped, then restarted after precisely seven minutes?  The thought came to our minds, that maybe it was a signal from the Almighty God that future history would indeed changed its course.
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Almost as a sideline article of news, it was announced that agreements between the various Muslim faction and tribal leaders in Iraq, made in 2011, meant the U.S. would draw down its troop level in that country to numbers, which more resembled an ally.  Other then the 37,000 which would remain, U.S. Forces would very soon be returning form the Iraq War.  Violence in Afghanistan had leveled off to an occasional small skirmish, and troop levels had already been drastically reduced by the summer of 2010.
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The Mountain Ranger
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While the One World Government advocates were busy ripping up what was left of the United States Constitution, a man entered upon the stage of history, known by the Roman name of Brutus Marcus.  Brutus is a half-breed whose mother is black and father a self-proclaimed white racist, so he was raised by his mother, but nonetheless rejected by both races.  The whites in his neighborhood didn’t believe he was white enough and the blacks thought he was far more white complexioned then black, since he was of light skinned and had medium length straight hair.  In effect Brutus could pass for an American Indian, if he chose.  Instead he ultimately identified himself as a Mongol Warrior, almost as a mockery to both races, which had rejected him throughout his life.
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Even the name Brutus Marcus was not his birth name, but was one he took upon himself as an act of severing his last link with a childhood, which brought him only misery.  However Brutus early on decided that he wished to be identified as a warrior, so it was only suitable that he receive the proper training.  At age 18 he officially adopted his new name and joined the Army, later applying for Special Forces.  He would prove the match for any soldier in the army, able to use deadly force in the most covert manner, but also able to lead men such as few others.  After receiving a chest full of medals in the First and Second Iraq Wars, plus leading a secret guerrilla force into Iran against their nuclear facilities more then once, he was honorably discharged.
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As if fate had called him to a purpose, he was discharged in January 2012, only six months prior to the new federal laws ordering the disarming of all private citizens.  Brutus had returned to his home at Murfreesboro Tennessee, but spent the vast amount of his time in the forests outside of town, as well as often roaming the Smoky Mountains.  He had taken on the persona of an ancient warrior, wearing a wide black leather belt, which crisscrossed his chest and shoulders.  He was seldom seen wearing a shirt but wore home spun rawhide breaches, which caused him to resemble Conan the Barbarian, a name which his close associates would tag on him, but one which sent fear into his adversaries.
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By June that same year Conan, as he was so often called had assembled what could be termed a small army of loyal followers, who were quite willing to go the limit for a commander they very much admired for his military prowess.  Conan had mastered about every kind of known weapon and could just as easily devise new ones if the situation required.  Even more astonishing he seemed to find no difficulty whatsoever in obtaining a stockpile of weapons and ammunition, whenever and wherever it suited his purpose.  Behind his hard outer shell, he was a firm believer in the unalienable rights of every man and was quite prepared to prove his principles on the battlefield more then the courtroom.
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The United Nations and the federals it appeared had brought the right war to the very doorstep of the ultimate warrior, a warrior and now a deadly enemy they themselves had fashioned.  He would now raise an enormous armed force, made in his own image, which would bear the symbol of the Confederate Battle Flag, save that its colors were black, green and brown.  This he claimed was after the night, the foliage and the dirt itself, by which he would wage war.  The Federals had mustered their Marshals, each backed by armed troops, so as to go house-to-house rounding up weapons.  No one should have been surprised when multitudes of these weapons somehow disappeared!
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The man now nicknamed Conan the Warrior, had a corps of guerilla fighters growing with each passing day; a thousand, ten thousand then a hundred thousand and upward, all were the best of the best, some even from U.S. Allied countries as far away as Europe and Australia.  Very soon they began to expand their tentacles into neighboring states until their guerrilla force stood guard in all 48 continental states.  Secret camps were formed for the training of green recruits, who received a no frills training, but only the most effective and deadly tactics for destroying an enemy.  It would soon become common knowledge; the Confederate Mountain Rangers fought under the principle of ‘no quarter’ meaning surrender was not an option.
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The first entities to feel the sting of Conan’s Warriors were the N.A.A.C.P. and other ‘Civil Rights’ organizations as well as the A.C.L.U. and the Southern Poverty Law Center; others civil terrorists organizations would follow.  These were ordered to disband and their members depart the States entirely; many of them migrated to South America or Canada.  Other Blacks were directed to either get onboard or follow their leaders and depart without any further delay; ultimately more then 65 percent of the Black population of the member States of the Confederacy followed the example of their leadership and left, for their own safety, feeling they could never live under the Confederate States.
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The Empire Recoils.
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The Commanders in Conan’s Army had one single commonality; they all won their commission by demonstrating their military prowess in a head on clash with Conan himself.  If you cannot match me, you will never defeat them; stated Conan the Warrior in an address to a new company of officer recruits.  What these officer candidates went through would definitely be called ‘cruel and unusual’ punishment, if brought before an unbiased civil court of law.  But in this war, Conan was the law.  He once held a Confederate Battle Flag in his hands and stated; “You will get your nation and this flag back, but now it will happen only after the streets run red with their blood, mingle with your own.”
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Conan’s tactics made him and his army not only the most effective fighters on earth, but also the tactical limits of its best warriors, is where he was just beginning to wage war.  He once invited the Middle Eastern terrorists to come take their best shot, saying, “I will hunt you down and hang your carcass from wooden crosses, then we shall see who is the real terrorist.” A small band of homegrown terrorist dared to challenge him, they soon found out why they called him Conan.  Our readers don’t want to know, what he did to them; save to say his tactics have never been witnessed upon this earth in more then 2,000 years.  He even freed one of them that he might report back to the others of his kind, letting them know in no uncertain terms, there is a warrior and a terrorist greater then themselves.
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An Armory in North Carolina was the first on his list; Conan’s fighters came out of a dark night, evading heat censors, radar, as well as ground and chopper patrols.  Their communications were immediately neutralized; afterward their guards, then the others were felled, until only ashes and dead bodies remained, along with an empty armory.  A hard line Marshal and his troops were at that very moment going house to house in Murfreesboro, which is as previously stated, Conan the Warrior’s hometown, however they came face to face with the Mountain Rangers.  Again our story is for a general audience; therefore we cannot describe what was done to them, except to say these troops will no longer be collecting weapons.
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Conan decided his enemy should be forewarned of what will befall them, so he pass the word via the press that “total and complete sovereignty will be returned to the individual States; this is none negotiable.”  When the federals failed to comply and retire their troops, they found attacks spreading across the states form New York to Florida and Westward to California and Northward to Washington State.  In California, liberals were becoming as scarce as true Military Intelligence; which is an oxymoron; even homosexuals in San Francisco seemed to have all died or else melted into the woodwork.
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There are several entities, which suffered almost immediately once the war began in earnest; among them was the Southern mass media, which was ordered to break its ties with New York and Chicago.  Further it was made all to clear the mass media’s liberal bias must end or retribution would come swiftly.  Eventually a raid on their Southern Headquarters became necessary, which is located in Atlanta.  This particular attack made Conan’s point crystal clear, inasmuch as his forces dismissed numbers of C.E.O.’s as well as journalist, under threat of force.  One particular network was since transformed into the Southern News Network, which after the dismissal of nearly half of its staff, only then did its liberal bias finally come to an end..
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A contingent of Conan’s Warriors born and raised on the streets of New York, were sent to the Big Apple in order to make it clear, New York was not exempt from the war they themselves helped perpetuate with their political correctness and liberal propaganda.  The headquarters of two major networks in the city faced total destruction and the links to their satellite communications were severed.  The mass media, rather then being a true free press had become traitors to the very nation they called home; they would not play that same game with the Confederate States of America.  Regretfully Union Forces anticipating such a move had guarded these building with a large number of troops, thereby suffering a near total inhalation as a result of the attacks.
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Additionally well-armed and deadly street gangs, which had multiplied across the States over the past several decades, were ordered rounded up and taught what it really means to be toughest bad boys and girls on the block.  Conan’s Warriors ordered them eliminated, there being a curse upon our cities, problems which Federal, State and local law enforcement was obviously unable to handle.  Many were later found begging for their lives in the face of real terror!  Also the dope trade ended when those known to transport, sell and use dope were given similar treatment in mass, as were the gangs.  Many were later found shot, with a copy of the Miranda Warning attached around their necks; they were given the same rights as they had given to others!
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Saturday 13 July 2013.
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The federals had in the past been able to train replacements troops for every branch of the military quite openly, accept in the case of those instances where the subject matter was considered classified.  However with the war having lasted 14 months now, and losses mounting, it was increasingly difficult to recruit sufficient numbers or to train them afterward.  Conan’s own losses were at 25 percent but he was still able to make good his losses, in any case he was able to maintain a troop strength three and four times that of the federals.  Nonetheless he knew that two things must happen if the bloodletting was to end; the United Nation must be driven out of the United States and there needed to be a campaign against the federals so devastating they would be compelled to lay down their arms.
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On Monday 14 July a special message arrived at the United Nations Headquarters in New York; it was short and simple “The United Nations and all of its Delegates and workers must depart New York as well as the United States or else their safety can no longer be assured.  Further their diplomatic immunity is hereby withdrawn due to the ongoing conditions caused by the war.  Any actions taken, aimed at retributions will cause the United Nations to be listed as an enemy and subject to the full repercussions of war.”  The message was authenticated by the total destruction of the office of the General Secretary; where upon seven members of his staff became casualties.
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The General Secretary himself missed being killed only due to having departed his office moments before, after which the U.N. sought of the United States whether or not they could guarantee their security, as well as that of their Delegates, Staff and property.  The United States regretfully replied that due to the deteriorating conditions caused by the war, they could not guarantee their safety or security.  On Wednesday 15 October the United Nations pass a resolution having the effect of moving their headquarters to Brussels Belgium in Europe.  They would move into the beautifully restored old N.A.T.O. Headquarters Building, which was now being evacuated as a result of the collapse of N.A.T.O. only a year before, which coincided with the rise of the European Union Armed Forces.
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The final item of international diplomacy by Conan’s Warriors was to give warning via the foreign mass media that any nation or entity, proposing to take advantage of the ongoing internal war within the borders of the States would most assuredly face complete devastation.  It was pointed out in no uncertain terms that the Confederate Mountain Rangers in of itself maintained sufficient forces, armaments and ammunition with which to carryout any threat made.  Such an invader would find itself returning home to ashes, if indeed they were able to return.  Obviously Conan’s reputation had preceded him since no entity on earth seems prepared to take any hostile action against the States.
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Conan the Warrior as he was so commonly known, after the movie character, still had a serious problem, how to deal with the United Stated Air Force and Navy, as well as the Air Arm of the Marines.  The Coast Guard was not believed to present any serious difficulty but could become a nuisance.  He did not wish to destroy the U.S.’s very valuable weapon systems, even though he was certain that could be accomplished if necessary.  His answer came in the form of a capture made in Virginia, not far from the Pentagon.  A courier being a Private, who sought to make a report to Commander Brutus Marcus escorted by a Sergeant and a dozen Privates.
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The courier was brought before Commander Marcus; let me have your report Private, what have you for me?   No message Sir, but prisoner you might wish to see for yourself!  Prisoners, asked the Commander, these must be very important prisoner indeed for them to be brought to me, rather then executed.  I believe so Sir, the entire Yankee Joint Chiefs of Staff, accept for the Marines.  You are not jesting Private, the entire Joint Chiefs of Staff; I must learn the details of their capture.  I was there Sir; they and their guard detail were caught by surprise on their way from Washington to the Pentagon, in what the locals call the Big Bend, which is a relatively isolated part of a two-lane road.  They had obviously decided to avoid the freeway and took an alternate route!
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The three Generals and an Admiral were brought into Commander Marcus crude brush constructed tent, which along with his command headquarters was temporarily located high in the Shenandoah Mountains of Virginia.  Conan studied the five men real close, then he began to speak; “you people make me hate, real deep within myself!  You couldn’t manage to disarm the criminal elements of society, so you decided to join forces with the internationalists and take the weapons away from innocent, law-abiding citizens.  The very weapons they needed to defend themselves from those same criminals. You, the military leadership above all others should have been loyal to your own nation and its constitution.”  I was only being obedient to orders; where and when have we heard that before?
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His Lieutenant looked at his Commander’s face, realizing he had ‘blood in his eyes’ according to an old American Indian saying, so he ask; “Commander, what would you like to do with them?   Conan once more looked into the eyes of the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs, a General Jefferson Thompson; “I will hold the other three and allow you to return and make a report to your President, tell him he will order his Air Forces and Navy to Stand Down.  Explain to him that he has equipment worth untold billions, maybe trillions.  I’d hate very much to reduce his valuable inventory to a pile of rubble, but if he insists, that can be arranged.  Six of my men will escort you to within a safe distance from your own lines!
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What about these other men, ask General Thompson?  “If the president complies they will be released, if not they will face the same fate as others who have opposed my armies.  Your President must order his Air Forces and Navy to stand down or this war will continue to escalate into the air and upon the seas.  I have many times your combined Federal and State manpower; we can out match you several times over, don’t tempt that power.  Strongly advise your President not to continue to push me, but to back off before it is to late.”  I can only report to the President, what you have said, from there on it is his Command decision; replied General Thompson.  Take him away, ordered Conan. Before I change my mind and give my men a little target practice!
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Commander Marcus did not become the most deadly member of the U.S. Special Forces in a vacuum; he did manage to acquire many important and valued friends along the way.  He would make use of those contacts at this phase of his life!  Many of these contacts held very important positions in the Federal Bureaucracy, as well as in research and in industry, thus many of these individuals were asked to remain in place and form a type of spy network.  Many valuable pieces of information and technology were secretly passed along to Commander Marcus and his elite Confederate Mountain Rangers.  Among these were weapon systems, which would normally be considered black projects!
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A very critical item in winning the war would turn out to be the little known Pulsation Guns, which also came in the form of a pulsation bomb.  All electronic equipment is effected by high frequency and intense magnetism; let us just say this weapon could, if used on a wide scale, return society to the Stone Age rather quickly by making all electronic equipment, such as computers, missiles, aircraft and drones, completely in operable.  This unique technology was reproduced for him in large enough quantities so as to allow positioning them in key locations, while allowing for mobility.  Therefore he held the upper hand, even though the Federals had an abundance of aircraft and other high tech weapon systems.
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Friday 28 March 2014
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It took six months for the United Nations to complete its move and now it was time for Commander Marcus to reassess his future plans for continuing the war.  It was decided the Federals needed more then anything else a devastating loss in order to convinced them, they must cease their armed resistance.  Thus he took a tactic from Union General William Tecumseh Sherman’s own handbook and decided upon a 60-mile wide march to Chicago, crossing the Ohio River at Cincinnati, which by this time was largely in Confederate hands.  Even as he began his campaign after a long winters preparations, cities of opposition and like-minded neighborhoods went up in flames long before his arrival.
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By this stage of the war many millions had fled to Canada, Mexico, South America, Europe, Asia and the Caribbean Islands, most of the Federal Judges and Marshals were either dead, dying or on the run from Conan’s Warriors or else his many devoted sympathizers.  State Government officials were so terrified they dared not even make the slightest appearance of opposing Conan’s overwhelming numbers and firepower.  They seemed to sense the days of occupation would soon be ending, the Confederates would prove the ultimate victors.  Therefore the old familiar cry was heard throughout the Southern States and their bureaucracy; ‘We were with you all the time, we are loyal Southerners’ they were saying, but Conan knew better, they were simply opportunists.
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Commander Marcus wisely took the step of systematically isolating the Federals in many ways; cutting off their ability to collect taxes by using magnetic pulsation against the I.R.S. thereby shutting down their computers and other electronic devises.  Andrews Air Force Base near Washington was rendered inoperable by using the same technique, even Air Force One and its standby fleet, was disabled.  Telephone and satellite communications was disabled not only in Washington but also in its branch office across the states.  It was determined that an all out attack on Washington would only drive the Federals underground into almost bunker like facilities.
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Nonetheless the Pentagon was isolated in the same manner as was their heavily fortified facilities in places like Area 51 and Cheyenne Mountain.  While penetrating these areas would prove too costly, isolating them was well within technological capability and could be achieve with few if any causalities.  Arlington Virginia became a wasteland by the final phase of the war; accept for Arlington National Cemetery otherwise known as the General Lee Plantation Estate.  After the war, moves would be made to honorably return the remains interned, to their States of origin and restore the estate to an historical operable plantation in honor of General Robert E. Lee and his wife.  In any case all this served to further isolate the Federals!
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Even the federals became convinced, when 100,000 Confederate Mountain Rangers marched into Richmond Virginia with only token opposition, removed the Union Flag and Raised the Confederate States National to its prime position for all the world to see, the end surely at hand.  Even then a fourth of Richmond lay in ashes, as did most of the Municipality of Arlington, caused by a sizeable opposition to Conan’s Confederate Troops.  It was known from the beginning of the war that this Warrior named Brutus Marcus did not take prisoners; so one need only imagine what became of those managing to surrender.  Most of the Union Troops simply laid down their arms, shed their uniforms and fled for their lives!
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Brutus Marcus or Conan if you like, was so cunning, that normally his own army seldom knew exactly where he was, and certainly his enemies had no idea whatsoever.  Was he in Virginia or involved in the campaign to march toward Chicago, he was so effective as a leader, it seemed to make little difference.  His armies received his orders and they carried them out to the letter!   Nonetheless on Monday 1 July 2014 the Confederate Mountain Rangers under Brutus Marcus arrived at the outskirts of Chicago Illinois, leaving behind a 100-mile wide path of destruction all the way to the city limits of Cincinnati Ohio.  On this occasion Conan’s Commanders knew precisely of his location for he stood with them!
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While touring the area by helicopter he stated; “This is their northern Atlanta, and I am a Confederate Sherman, let ‘those people’ decide through experience whether or not they approve of all out war on innocent unarmed civilians.”  He then gave the order to level the city by whatever means!  On the morning of Thursday 4 July the Mayor was seen walking out from the ashes, looking more like unto a Ghost covered in white dust, then a man.  He exited from a dilapidated automobile, itself heavily damaged from the bombardment of his city.  Commander Marcus gave the order to stand down and await further orders; he then walked half the distance toward the Mayor, with a couple of his officers and armed guards.
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The meeting was short and minus any negotiations; only commands which were to be carried out immediately!  Conan studied the Mayor for a moment then stated; “You liberals have been confused as to the true meaning of our honored Confederate Battle Flag; is there any confusion remaining at this time as to what it stands for, Mr. Mayor?  The war weary Mayor simply answered that he fully understood it true meaning!  In other theaters of the war, one by one the 48 continental States were being subdued and even under wartime conditions, free and open elections were being held within the member States and territories {now States} of the Confederate States of America.
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Thursday 9 April 2015
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On Saturday 7 March a courier delivered a hand written message from the President, United States of America; Commander Brutus Marcus recognized the writing and the signature as that of the President himself.  It was simple and to the point; Commander Brutus Marcus, let it be know to everyone concerned, that I have ordered all Armed Forces of the United State to stand down and to respond with force only if fired upon.  We have suffered an estimated 35 million dead and many times that number wounded; this nation simply cannot afford the continuing cost of this war in human lives, let alone the burden of so much destroyed property.
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As President, I am asking only for generous terms for my people and nation, that we might rebuild our lives, homes and cities. I am prepared to meet at any location and at any time, that we might formalize a permanent peace on whatever terms you consider generous.  Joseph M. Schmidt, President, United States of America.  On Thursday 9 April 2015 the President along with his Joint Chief of Staff having been previously released, met with Commander Brutus Marcus and his General Staff at Appomattox Courthouse.  The United States would be granted only 13 States in the northeast, that number so as to deny them ever again constituting a threat to any State or nation.
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Conan the Warrior later addressed his fellow countrymen on the steps of the Capital Building; the Confederate Citizens had by this time reconstituted the Confederate States Government in Richmond Virginia.  Conan still wore his wide black leather bands across his chest and shoulders, with rawhide breaches.  He also sported a large black, brown and green Battle Flag in the center of his crossed leather.  He looked out at the multitudes spread out before him at the foot of the steps and stated; “At the beginning of this war, I explained to you that you would get back your flag and nation, howbeit when blood flowed in the streets; there has been much bloodletting, nonetheless in victory you now have both your flag and nation restored to you.
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You also have something else, which was not promised, the finest Armed Forces on earth, every member having extensive battlefield experience.  The officers I have trained and appointed will serve you to the best of their ability and I am told our President will officially commission them as Officers of the Confederacy on Tuesday 14 April of this year.  Together with an abundance of high technology received as war booty, you have become a World Class Super Power.  See to it that you make wiser decisions then did your late occupation forces!  You are neither the world’s policemen nor builders of foreign nations and outside entities should never be allowed to override our constitution or sovereignty.
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We the Confederate Mountain Rangers have given you back your flag and nation; it is for you to turn that which has been delivered into our hands into greatness, nobility and honor.  I will relinquish Command of all Mountain Ranger Forces effective on 14 April, once the Confederate States President grants their commission and assigns a command staff.  But I leave you with this final statement regarding the future of the Confederate States of America.  I myself being a half-breed Black and White realize more then any; that a non-slave cannot be enslaved under the Confederate States Constitution, nor can slaves be imported into the Confederacy; therefore the issue has gone the way of history.
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However, this topic must be laid to rest forever, by a proposed amendment to our Constitution, which states, The institution of slavery having passed into history, shall not be reinstated within the Confederate States of America.  Additionally, a second amendment should be proposed which states, Any government official which approves a treaty, resolution, international agreement or adheres to the same, having the effect of compromising this constitution or the sovereignty of the Confederate States of America, shall be found guilty of treason and removed form office according to the full weight of our laws.  God Bless and God save the Confederacy”
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Conclusion!
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My wife and myself George McCullum, was there on that day and watched as Brutus Marcus the Warrior otherwise known as Conan, walked down the steps of the Capital Building in Richmond and into history.  History recalls but a few such men in all of recorded time; and Conan did after all seem more like unto a man who had arrived from out of the distant past, rather then being a modern Soldier.  Still, as brutal and destructive as he could be to his enemies, he was a man of learning who understood ancient as well as modern warfare.  He had mustered the mightiest army ever fielded on this continent, yet he willingly surrendered his power of command upon the completion of his mission, the freeing of his country from the bondage of occupation.
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After the war it was estimated that 55 million had died as a result of the war, no one could even begin to calculate the number of wounded.  The amount of destruction caused, if located in a single landmass, would beyond a doubt constitute at the very least a third of the continental States.  The illegal immigration problem was resolved by the war itself inasmuch as the new Confederate States Border Patrol has successfully secured the borders of the Confederacy, which unlike its United States counterpart, is an armed branch of the military.  Liberalism was effective and in most cases quite literally burned away during the conflict and all but 13 continental State has since become part of the Confederacy.
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We have since returned to our home in Jackson Tennessee and comfortable in the knowledge that we shall spend the remaining days of our lives, living in a free and independent Confederacy.  Gone are the Civil Rights Terrorists, the A.C.L.U. and all the others who tormented society for so many decades.  The right of our people via their State Governments to govern over all domestic affairs within their own boarders has been restored.  Our cities, counties, parishes and States have all returned true Confederates to political power and the nation is enjoying a peace such as it has never known.  The States of the Confederacy suffered considerable damage, but nothing on the same scale, as did the other States who sided with the Union.
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The United States is even now working to rebuild, but it will never again be a world-class power!  There are few issues, which have been so much of an irritant to our people for so long time a time as is that of abortion, bibles and prayer in the schools as well as race, these are being dealt with appropriately.  Generally the States have chosen to restore most of the anti-abortion laws, which had been in effect prior to their being overturn by the U.S. Supreme Court.  The question of race is no longer a national issue given the results of the war; even then it is being handled by each State separately according their own wishes.
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The Almighty God in Christ Jesus, the Holy Scripture and prayer is presently welcome both in public places as well as in our schools.  As a sideline, the issue of Bounty Hunters and Bail Bondsmen has been brought under the jurisdiction of State Laws, subjecting them to arrest, trial and conviction if they violate the law, particularly by the harming of innocent people, in the process of delivering a convicted criminal to justice.  Another topic, which came to the fore, was the division of powers within the individual State Governments; that State Senators were formerly elected from fixed geographic districts.
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This was a process, which resulted in the sharing of political power between urban, and the rural areas of the State.  This very topic became an issue during the late war and was settled by the voters within each State; in every case the choice was to reinstate the former procedures of electing State Senators from fixed geographic areas, normally divided approximately along one or more country or parish lines.  This has served to break the power of the big city liberals, which during the occupation, had come to be dominated by a single minority race.
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But I still remember the man known more popularly as Conan the Warrior; he always seemed in so many ways to be out of his proper place and time, a half Black and White man with long straight black hair, appearing more American Indian then mixed race.  He was never known to wear a hat, but simply a buckskin band around his head.  He was an exceptionally powerful giant of a man; still only his friends knew that he had a gentler side; nonetheless he has since returned into obscurity, in the similar manner in which he appeared on the scene.
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Brutus Marcus never married and left no offspring; most simply assumed that his destiny had been written long before this world began.  Eventually he will go the way of our forefathers, leaving only stories and legends in his passing.  But no one would argue, he definitely left a mark upon the history of his own time, one in which historians will be debating long after he has pass from the scene.  In the meantime, my wife and I look at the Old Grandfather Clock across the room with new insight; perhaps it is after all, the guardian of passing time or at least we like to think so, since history changed forever, when the old clock stopped for seven minutes, while history altered its course.
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God save the Confederacy

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"Victory is for those with the persistence and fortitude to resist the temptation to withdraw or whose resolve has been tempered, when conditions worsen and the cost rises; it is not for the weak hearted, nor those who are softened by the ease and comfort of a gilded cage, provided by the enemy at the cost of liberty. It is for those who continue to fight the good fight, even after others who have gone before, having faced overwhelming numbers and firepower found themselves unable to complete the mission." --- Jay Buckner.  In any case Confederate Fiction allows us to dream and envision victory; otherwise "where there is no vision, the people parish." {Proverbs 29:18}
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