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The Confederate Resurrection

Saturday 3 June 2006


“And I will restore the years that the locus hath eaten, the cankerworm, and the caterpillar, and the palmerworm, my great army which I sent among you. And ye shall eat in plenty, and be satisfied, and praise the name of the Lord your God: that hath dealt wondrously with you, and my people shall never be ashamed.” {Joel 2:25-26}.

The story you are about to read speaks of the possibility there could at some point be a split in the Armed Forces of the United States, which mean critical decisions would must be made. Decisions not unlike those required of our forefathers in last 1860 and into the early months of 1861; this at a time when the abiding love of family, home and one’s own state come into direct conflict with that of the Union!

Join us now as we travel to that time and place when General Samuel “Sam” Garrett and his wife Caroline experience the challenges of making the most critical choice of their life. As you read this story remember, the choices this couple are faced with might well be like unto those you might someday face! But overshadowing the daily conflicts we all might face is faith in the Lord Jesus Christ and in the Holy Scriptures! 


 “Nor shall your glory be forgot while fame her record keeps,
or honor points the hollowed spot where valor proudly sleeps.”
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The Birth of a General

Saturday, 11 April 1959


Samuel Garrett, commonly known as ‘Sam’ to his friends was born and raised in historic Charleston South Carolina; even the house his family lived in was known to be a survivor of the Ante-Bellum South. So Sam the boy grew up hearing all about the Old South, the Confederacy and the post war Yankee atrocities that followed. Sam was said to be an uncelebrated descendant of Confederate General Robert Selden Garrett, the first General on either side of the War to fall in battle. General Robert Garrett was in his own time, the cousin of General Richard Brooke Garrett, the family in those days was from Rose Hill in Essex Country Virginia.

Like his ancestors, Generals Robert and Richard Garrett, Samuel Garrett attended West Point and graduated 15 in the class of 1981, at the young age of 22 years. Sam’s Grandfather, Senator Douglas Garrett was a conservative Democrat, back when Republicans were still shunned by Southerners. In those days conservative Democrats were known as ‘Dixiecrats’ and they pretty much ruled the Southern State Legislatures, during a period of time when Confederate history, heritage and culture was still widely celebrated. Sam would later recall how Confederate Fags were a common sight over States Capitals, City Halls, businesses and homes!

However with the coming of the Civil Rights Movement and Political Correctness, there came a generation that knew little of their own history, heritage, culture and nationhood, save that in Sam’s home, the Confederate Cause still held an honored place in family tradition. As an adult Sam did not wear his Confederate Patriotism on his sleeve nor speak of it in any company unfriendly to the cause, after all he was a realist, and until the Confederate Cause showed some potential for victory, he would maintain his peace. In the meantime he concentrated on building a military career!


There were incidents in the public arena that would alter his thinking, among these were a situation where on 11 June 1963 Governor George Wallace stood in the school house door of the University of Alabama, in an effort to block federally forced integration, as directed by the then U.S. Attorney General Nicholas Katzenbach. Katzenbach had called President John F. Kennedy who activated and federalized the Alabama National Guard. Sam was far too young at the time it occurred to have had any personal, first hand awareness of the event, however being somewhat of a history buff, he was well read as regarding its implications.

Sam had mixed feeling about the issue; on one hand he never cared much for the law being used to segregate people, while on the other hand he opposed Federal intervention into what he considered a State domestic affair. However when he was 11 years of age, there was a mass media blitz, which came to be known as the Kent State Massacre, which occurred on 4 May 1970, at Kent State University in Ohio. Again the State National Guard had been activated and federalized! A student protest had taken over the administrative buildings as well as the entire campus, and four students were killed when National Guardsmen fired 67 rounds in 13 seconds!


After his graduation from West Point there continued to be an ever-growing number of incidences, which would ultimately help shape is character; among them was the invasion of Granada in 1983. The little Caribbean Island, had been over run by a Communist Military Coupe’, which he helped topple! Then on 20 December 1989 came the U.S. Invasion of Nicaragua and the subsequent arrest of General Manuel Noriega. But more then any other, the 1992 incident at Ruby Ridge and the shooting of Randy Weaver’s wife had directly effected him, again, the now Lieutenant Colonel Samuel Garrett, found it to be an intrusion into State Sovereignty.@

“And whatsoever ye shall ask in my name, that will I do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son. If ye ask any thing in my name, I will do it. If ye love me, keep my commandments.” {John 14:13-15}. “… If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you.”

”Jesus therefore again groaning in himself cometh to the grave. It was a grave, and a stone lay upon it. Jesus said, take ye away the stone. Martha, the sister of him that was dead, saith unto him, Lord, by this time he stinketh: for he hath been dead four days. Jesus said unto her, Said I not unto thee, that, if thou wouldest believe, thou shouldest see the glory of God? Then they took away the stone from the place where the dead were laid. And Jesus lifted up his eye, and said, Father, I thank thee that thou hast heard me. And I knew that thou hearest me always: but because of the people which stand by I said it, that they may believe that thou hast sent me.

And when he thus had spoken, he cried with a loud voice, Lazarus, come forth. And he that was dead came forth, bound hand and foot with grave clothes: and his face was bound about with a napkin. Jesus said unto them, loose him, and let him go. {John 11:38-44}.

The War Years

Saturday, 19 April 2008

Sam had only recently returned from the First Iraq War, which was launched on 28 February 1991, he and his wife Caroline were sitting over breakfast at their family home in Charleston South Carolina. Caroline poured Sam a cup of coffee while glancing at him, Sam she said, why do you stay in the military if it puts you into such conflict within yourself? You are well educated and have a lot of talented; you could make a living in any number of ways? Sam put a half spoon of sugar and a wee bit of powered creamer in his coffee, stirred it and began to answer.

Sweetheart, it may seem odd for me to say, but somehow I feel a kind of heavenly calling to continue my Army career, that somehow God sees a situation in the future in which he wishes me to play a critical roll. Caroline paused in her cooking of what were more brunch then a breakfast, to look at her husband! The somewhat large television, which sat on a coffee table in the corner at the far side of the combination living and dinning room was turned on, the volume on low. Caroline started to say something when something on the television caught Sam’s attention!

Sam picked up the clicker and turned up the volume so they could both hear what was being said; the Federal Bureau of Alcohol Tobacco and Fire Arms {B.A.T.F.} had surrounding the Mount Carmel, Branch Dividians Compound at Waco Texas, and was moving in with their heavy armor. Some day Caroline, they’re going to go to far, and set this entire nation ablaze, and I believe the Lord God has some thing he wishes for me to do on that day.


As Caroline listen Sam suddenly quoted a Bible verse, “And I sought for a man amongst them that should make up the hedge, and stand in the gap before me for the land, that I should not destroy it: but I found none.” {Ezekiel 22:30}. I would sweetheart that I should be the man God is seeking, that perhaps I might be God’s fireman, and put out the blaze before it become a firestorm. Caroline, God has somehow molded and fashioned my thinking over the years, toward that yet unknown future date!

Even though it was the middle of the morning and a weekday, Sam felt the need to stop by the Old Church, he had known since his childhood. The Church bore no name on the structure itself; save that over the door in large letters it said “Church”! The service there had always been accompanied by, ‘Old Fashioned Congregational and Gospel Music’ of a spirit rarely heard in our modern day secular today world. The preaching they heard so often coming from the pulpit was the most sound and solid, Bible based, inspired, he had ever heard.

Caroline understood that Old Church was the source of his strength over the years, and he loved to return there, not just for worship services also but whenever he was troubled, as he was at the present time. On the way over to the Church, which seemed out of place, standing as it did on a ten-acre lot surrounded by all sorts of modern development. Sam put his favorite Gospel CD in the car’s player, and as the music sounded he began to pray aloud to the Lord God, in the name of Jesus our Lord and Savior.

He was deep in the spirit as he drove into the parking lot, turned off the car Radio and CD player, then the engine, finally exiting the car he headed for the double doors at the front of the Church and entered. He walked forward toward the Bench type Alter, which extended the full length of the platform, the podium standing as it always had in the center front, draped by a purple banner containing a golden Christian Cross of Christ Jesus. He paced back and forth deep in his thoughts, having much on his mind!

The Old Church somehow seemed not only out of place, but out of time, like the reminiscence of a by gone and forgotten age! Finally, as was his custom, Sam stopped and bowed at the Alter just as he had done so many years before, back when he was a boy, and would do so with his father and mother at his side. Looking up toward heaven he prayed; “Precious Lord and Heavenly Master, my soul is troubled and I feel alone in the spirit, like a man stranded on an uninhabited island with no way of escape.”

Suddenly he heard sounds around about him so he lifted his head looking about himself, what he saw astounded him, so much so he stood to his feet so as to look more carefully. There before him was a worship service in this vary Church, as it was when he was still a young boy! Off to the left was Mrs. Michelle Hensley on the piano as healthy and vital as she had always been in those days. Pastor Mathew Donaldson who had long since grown old and passed away, but there he was, pacing back and forth behind the kneeling congregants, praying over them.


As he turned and looked at the Congregation, he realized so many of them had long since grown extremely old or else gone on to their reward in Heaven. He remembered from the Scriptures, how that Phillip and later John also had been carried away in the spirit, and he then quickly realized the Lord by his grace, had carried him back in time, in the spirit, to the foundations of his youth. Suddenly a being appeared before him, so bright that he held his eyes for the brightness.

Son of the Confederacy, the Heavenly being said, “why are you trouble thus, has not the Lord and Savior Jesus Christ been with you since your birth, even as he is with this young boy you see before the Alter”. Who art thou ask Sam of the Heavenly being! “I am an Angel, a servant of the Most High, and I have appeared unto you with a message from the vary Throne of the Living God, thou has pleased the Lord and he will show you what thou shouldest do, when the time has fully come.”


Sam glanced from side to side at the scene round about him; then humbly he looked at the Angel of the Lord. Sam was careful to respond, but he finally did so, and with caution spoke to the Angel. It is true O Servant of the Most High, that I have been deeply troubled in my spirit! “Remember ye not, said the Angel, what the Lord Jesus Christ spake unto the Apostles, as he ascended into Heaven, “lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world.” {Matthew 24:20}. In like manner, He is still with you alway, both now and forever!

Thus you have been returned to this place, the fountain of your youth, that you might regain the strength and courage you will need for the days ahead. How will I know when that hour should come O Angel of the Most High? The Angel answered, his words sounding as if he was fading in the distance; the Lord God will teach you through the Holy Spirit, as the time approaches. Suddenly the Angel disappeared and Sam found the Church empty once more, as it was when he first entered. He pondered for a moment what had just taken place, then turned and departed!

As Sam returned home his thoughts were drawn to a news update on the radio, the Federal Building in Oklahoma City had been bombed, later developments would prove that the bombing had been carried out by a man named Timothy McVeigh. Sam glanced quickly at his watch, the date and year read 18 April 2008! He thought to himself, “Bitterness toward the federal government is growing, where it all lead would and what O Lord, have you for me to do?”

The Growing Rift

Friday 21 December 2012

Lieutenant General Samuel Garrett had beam promoted to full General in 2010, but decided to retire on 1 October 2012, it was now a month before the 2012 General Elections, which would result in a Republican ‘House and Senate’ victory, with President Burrell Odoma having been reelected for a second term President. While holding a majority in both Houses of Congress, the Republicans did failed to achieve a Veto Proof Majority, which would turn out to be a portend of what was to come, a possible stalemate.

The Republicans did held one huge advantage, Odoma was no longer assured of gaining confirmation for his liberal slate of Federal Judges, but nonetheless there would likely be a political stalemate. The question was, would President Obama, denied his Liberal Democratic majority in Congress, now rule by decree, well, that remained to be seen. However there was one certainty, the Supreme Court was facing a few controversial decisions of its own, decisions which would further divide an already divided electorate.


As fall turned into winter Sam couldn’t help but notice another growing scenario, the Confederate Cause, once limited to a few hundred activists had once again become a force with which to be reckoned. Their previously small numbers were now growing, in large part due to the arrival on the scene of two men, a man known as the Fire-Eater and another referred to in their own circles as the Prophesied Confederate Leader, who had managed to gain complete control of the movement, thereby uniting all of the divided factions of the Confederate Cause.

Sam and his wife Caroline was at home in Charleston and nearing the completion of their evening meal when they heard a knock on the door, the two of them turned their attention toward the main entrance across the living room. Sam spoke up first, “I’ll get it honey, probably one of our neighbors wanting something!” As he opened the door he was greeted by two men, one spoke for both of them; Are you General Samuel Garrett, Retired? “Yes, what can I do for you gentlemen?”

The two men pulled out a leather folder like unto a wallet, flipped it open and exposed their badges, We are Secret Service Agents, sent under Presidential orders; you are to come with us. “What is this about, have I a choice in the matter?” We are not at liberty to answer that question sir, and we are authorized to use force if necessary to compel your cooperation! Caroline, hearing the conversation approached and now stood by her husband’s right side; “Go with them Sam, I’ll be alright here, it must be something important.”

Sam reached for his hat and a light jacket hanging on a hook near the door and gave his wife a kiss; “I’ll call as soon as I can sweetheart.” The three men exited and Sam closed the door behind them, as the three of them seated themselves in the government full size black Lincoln Grand Marquis, the two Secret Service Agents said nothing, and Sam felt it better not to press them. After all they were more or less ‘Gofers’ for the President Odoma, and if he had ordered them to say nothing, you can bet the ranch that order will be carried out to the letter.

However, he knowing Charleston as he did, it didn’t take long for him to figure that they were headed for the industrial section of town, the South’s version of a rust belt. No sooner then he had thought through the situation when the car pulled up along side what appeared to be an old abandoned warehouse. The Agents exited the car, so he took the hint and did likewise! As they entered the warehouse the three of them stood silent in what was obviously once an office space, the two Agents looking more or less straight ahead.

About five minutes passed, but to Sam it felt like 5 hours, until the door leading to a large open space opened, and in came several more Secret Service Agents followed by President Burrell Odoma himself, and after him several more Agents. As the President slowed his pace and approached him, Sam having met him before knew not to assume himself upon him, but to allow him to make the first move. The President extended his hand and the two greeted each other with a firm handshake! “I though you were in Washington Mr. President, responded Sam!”

The President set out to explain why the General’s presence had been compelled, when Sam finally felt like he had had enough, he decided to spoke up; “Mr. President, my life, as you well know, has been that of a military man, not a politician, so don’t blow smoke at me, but tell me straight forward why I am here.” ALight then general, so be it, you are certainly aware from the news that massive pickets and protests have broken out in just about every State in this Union. And it certainly is no secret; these people are by and large Confederates!

Sam looked at the President for a moment, and then responded, “What then do you expect me to do about that, Mr. President?” President Odoma paced back and forth for a moment, then looking at the General he said; presently these people have the Federal Courthouse in down town Atlanta surrounded, so much so it is nearly impossible to get in or out of the building. You were raised among them and understand how they think; besides your sympathies lay with them, either you have them to break it off or I will find other means to do so.

Now it was the General that paced for a moment, then turning to the President he said, I hope you don’t have in mind what I think you do, don’t try it Mr. President, it’s a lousy idea, these people are a force to be reckoned with, and they won’t dance to your tune. The President glanced at General Garrett as he turned and headed for the door, just get the job done; an aircraft is waiting to fly you to Atlanta. The general tried one more time to get the President’s attention on the matter; “these people are conducting themselves in a lawful, peaceful manner.”


President Odoma for whatever reason, refused to take sound advice and simply disappeared in the same manner in which he had arrived, and General Samuel Garrett found himself on his way to the Charleston International Airport, headed for Atlanta. The same Secret Service Agents that had been assigned to make sure he was on his way, allowed him to stop by his house so as to pack for the trip. All he could think about in route was the thought of what his response might be if the President made some type of a stupid move.

Face off in Atlanta

Monday 21 January 2013

The General arrived in Atlanta late in the afternoon, far too late to deal with the events at the Federal Building, so he settled in for the evening, deciding to order his evening meal delivered from a local restaurant, he then showered and picked up on a little news update. General Garrett though to himself, “the people love a show, particularly when it is of the magnitude of a spectacle. Well if that is what they want, I will give it to them, at least as regarding my own involvement in this matter.”

The Presidents men had provided him with an unmarked government vehicle, and perhaps he was crossing the line a wee bit, after all he is a Retired Army Officer, but nonetheless he was under presidential orders. So the next morning he put on his Combat Uniform with accoutrements, and drove over the Federal Building, parked and headed through the large crowd, which was already assembled. He was not surprised to find that President Odoma had already ordered in Federalized National Guard Troops, which were setting up what amounted siege lines.

He was aware, these protests were spreading to seemingly every Federal Courthouse in the land, but now the President had called out the National Guard in a number of States, with Federal Troops on standby. A full brigade of armed troops faced off with these orderly peaceful unarmed protesters; there was a battle line of Federalized National Guardsmen on one side and the protesters on the other. The troops were at the ready, waiting the command to fire on these civilians, whom they appeared to believe, was somehow a real physical threat to them.

As boldly as he was as a combat hardened soldier he marched forward, positioned him-self front and center before the battle line of troops and called out loud and clear, We cannot do this, I order you to stand down, now, would fire on these unarmed citizens? The troops let up just a little, enough so as to glance very slightly from side to side at each other. The General again shouted his command, sounding like an angry Marine Drill Sergeant, ‘I command you, stand down, now’.

Astonishingly the troops obeyed him, returning to a parade rest position, all the while their National Guard General stood nearby, formerly believing he had complete control of the situation. A Captain then stepped out of rank, marched smartly toward the civilian protesters then positioned himself before them, facing toward his own command. One by one the remainder of the army troops present that day, which just shortly before had been prepared to fire upon unarmed civilians, came to attention, then marched forward and formed up behind their Captain.

The Captain then called out to the General Garrett, General Sir, you are invited to assume command! The General then marched forward, taking up a position front and center of the Brigade of Federalized National Guardsmen. He then called out to their General, standing some distance away, and for the benefit of the mass media press positioned nearby. ‘This Army is of the people, not of the Government, thus we stands in defense of these fine people. This force has not been created so as to oppress them, but rather to secure their unalienable rights!

Mean while President Burrell Odoma had returned to Washington, first on the order of business was a request by the Congressional Leadership to meet with him as quickly as possible. A meeting was called the second day after the Atlanta incident, included were Speaker of the House John Bernard, Senate Majority Leader Harry Raider, Secretary of Homeland Security Wynnet Lapaleno and Secretary of Defense Robert Bates, who attended the early morning conference.

After a few minutes of small talk as well as coffee, the meeting got under way with an opening by the President, then Speaker Bernard spoke to the group, “Mr. President, I must protest the action you have taken in Atlanta, while reminding you of its adverse effects. You have managed to provoke a law abiding and peaceful people into taking drastic measures, in order to ensure their own safety.” The Secretary of Homeland Security arose to her feet, “Mr. President, in the past 24 hours, 17 States have saw their National Guard standing with these protesters.”

The President glanced at his Senate Majority Leader saying, “You have nothing to add to this discussion Senator Raider?” Yes I most certainly do Mr. President, I myself managed to narrowly gain reelection in 2010, but even I can count, there must be 60 millions people supporting these Confederate with their pickets and protests. All you have achieved by your action is to incite them, and give them their battle cry, now they will increase until their numbers are large enough to effectively Command this Government.”

The Secretary of Defense Robert Bates stood up and paced back and forth! All right Bob, stop wearing a pathway in the floor and contribute your two cents! Mr. President, what will you do when their numbers are so large we can no longer prevent them from simply walking out on this Union; this is not 1861, Atlanta was not Fort Sumter and excuse me Sir, but you are not Abe Lincoln? Push these people too far and I assure you, they will walk, and they now have the leadership to reestablish their Confederacy, which I might add, they believe is an occupied nation.”

The Secretary of Defense returned to his seat and now it was the President’s who stood up and paced! Who are these leaders of which you speak or should I say leader? Speaker Bernard seeing no one else was about to respond, spoke up, “I am sure you know of him, he’s been on every network for sometime now, his birth name is a Mr. Brian Tappan, but he is presently known by his Jewish name, Levi Ben-Zion.” Can’t we cause this man to go away somehow, responded President Odoma?

The Majority Leader Harry Raider was quick to answer, “What would you have us do shoot him, an attempt has already been made on his life three different times, and in every case he managed to escape with his life, only to gain ever more popularity with the people. Given perhaps one more attempt on his life, and his constituents will be a majority in every State!” While the President, his Cabinet and aides wrestled over what course of action was best, things were quite different in the Confederate Camp.

Revival in Atlanta

Saturday 9 February 2013

“And it shall come to pass afterward, that I will pour out my spirit upon all flesh; and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions. And also upon the servants and upon the handmaids in those days will I pour out my spirit.” {Joel 2:28-29}

Just as Senate Majority Leader Raider had indicated Confederate numbers grew but not for the reason the Majority Leader had figured, it was nothing less then the inspiration of the Holy Spirit as reflected in their Leader, Levi Ben-Zion. Confederate rallies, pickets and protests continued across the width and breadth of the land, and Levi was at the helm in every possible case. Still that same Spirit of God had now lead Levi back to the City of Atlanta, and this time General Samuel Garrett was his key advisor, on military affairs.

The General found himself in the early stages of what was no doubt the largest, most wide spread revival since the death, resurrection and ascension of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. A Gospel Campaign was schedule to be held at the Atlanta Coliseum, and on the opening night it was filled to capacity, with standing room only. A sizeable platform including a podium had been placed in the middle of the field, along with added seating that filled the entire space round about.

I couldn’t help but scan the huge congregation of people, then my eyes turned to the first row at the forward portion of the platform, and one would inevitably focus on what was even then taking place on the platform itself. There was a group of Southern Belle Gospel Singers, which were introduced as the ‘Belles of Atlanta’. They wore long dress whose hemline was about 2/3rds of the way down from their knees to their ankles, and was filled out not unlike dresses did in the mid-1950’s when the ladies wore crinoline slips under their skirts.


All of the ladies wore matching dresses with long flowing hair about half way down their backs! Then there was another group, which came forward and began to sing Gospel Music, they wore very sharply tailored Confederate Uniforms of modern material, and they were introduced as ‘The Gray Brothers Quartet’ {possibly from their family name} and still another group, which consisted of three black men and two black women. This group was introduced as the ‘Mason-Dixon Singers’!

There were other singers each in their turn as well as several speakers, so this was not just another rally for the Confederate Cause, and General Garrett found him self in the midst of an enormous revival, which was even then sweeping the land. However outside in the coliseums parking lot near the main entrance, it appeared as though even in the middle of this powerful revival there were those who objected; protesters of every stripe had gathered in there thousands.

The local police were present in force guarding every entrance and did a magnificent job, but one police officer, obviously a Lieutenant on the force, ordered a Police Sergeant to go inside and find General Samuel Garrett, giving him the Generals location. So he quickly responded to the Lieutenant, turned and entered this massive structure, walking down toward the first row, which was in front of the platform. The Police Sergeant spoke quietly to General Garrett, who was known be persuasive in dealing with people!

The two men walked back outside and General Sam looked about at the scene before him; then approached front and center of the large throng of protesters, and addressing a man who appeared to be their leader. “Sir he said, why do you protest a Christian Revival, what has happened inside this coliseum that is offensive to your people? The man known to his friends as ‘Jimbo’ responded in a critical tone of voice, because its Confederate and that is enough, you people and your ‘Southern Swastika’, I know you plan on restoring the Confederacy.

The General then ask him; “how about you and two other of your choice come inside with me, so as to see for yourself what is taking place.” The black gentleman turned to two men, one on either side of him and signaled them to come along with him, Jimbo then turned to the crowd, holding a hand held bullhorn speaker, asking of the people, wait here, and do so peacefully, till I return. General Sam and the three black men went inside, leaving a Police Officer outside waited with the crowd!

As the men entered and walked down the isle to the front, and stood just below the platform, the black quartet known, as the ‘Mason-Dixon Singers’ was even then singing. The group sang with such inspiration, they were given a thunderous applauds and a standing ovation, the crowd also include a noticeable number of blacks. Obviously the three black men that had lead the protesters was so impressed, they turned back toward the door they had just entered, then walked over two the crowd of protesters.

Where before these three men had angry faces, as if they wished to do harm upon the people inside, now, since returning from inside they appeared uplifted and pleased at what they had seen and heard. Retrieving their hand held bullhorn speaker they had left in the hands of a man left who had remained behind to lead the crowd in his absence, he stood before the throng of people as he had done so many times. As he did so he though to himself, how could I have been so wrong about these people, I’ve been drawn in by the hate and propaganda.

Jimbo scanned over the crowd of protesters for a while, and then paused before speaking, he knew precisely what he wished to say, “Whatever you’ve heard about the Christian Faith and the Confederacy, he said, if what I’ve seen inside is any indication of what it would be like, then intend on joining them. I am returning inside, and I urge every one of you to either join with me, or else return to your homes; these people are what they claim to be, Christian Confederates out to preserve and restore their history, heritage, culture and nation.

The three men turned and followed General Samuel Garrett back into the coliseum, and quickly found themselves joined by an overwhelming number of the very people, which had only a short while ago, picketed and protested the Christian Confederate Revival going on inside. As they entered, volunteer Usurers provided for this occasion, escorted them to a suitable place to stand, inasmuch as suitable seating was no longer available. As they positioned themselves, the Leader of the entire Confederate Cause, Levi Ben-Zion, had just begun to speak!

God save the Confederacy

 

 

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