Following in the footsteps of a few of my fellow bloggers with a short post on items from the past week that for one reason or another didn’t warrant a full post.
- Caroline Janney’s, Remembering the Civil War: Reunion and the Limits of Reconciliation, won the Museum of the Confederacy’s 2013 Jefferson Davis Award. You can check out my VMHB review here, but needless to say the honor is well deserved. Congrats, Carrie! Also nice to see that Liz Varon’s, Appomattox: Victory, Defeat, and Freedom at the End of the Civil War, was given an Honorable Mention.
- Three students were expelled from San Jose State University for harassing an African-American student. That harassment included the hanging of a Confederate flag in the dormitory.
- A Wisconsin Democrat thought it was a good idea to dress up as a Confederate soldier and accuse state Republicans of racism. Thankfully he decided not to proceed with handing out KKK hoods.
When a yankee teacher comes down to Georgia, who you gonna call? Continue reading
This is one of those weekends when I truly miss living in Virginia. Right now I would be with my fellow Civil War enthusiasts walking the fields along the Orange Turnpike and thinking about the events that took place 150 years ago this weekend. This is the period of the war that I have always found to be the most interesting and challenging. By 1864 it seems as if the entire nation had become unhinged with no clear answers or road forward discernible. The Wilderness as metaphor works so well in thinking about the totality of the war and the challenge that each of us faces if we have any hope of coming to terms with the legacy of the war in 1864. Continue reading
I say Philip Way does more damage to the memory of the Confederate soldier when he appears on television and encourages viewers to steer clear of sound bites and then does just that. I say that H.K. Edgerton disrespects the memory of Confederate soldiers every time he performs his little skit in front of their descendants. I say the Virginia Flaggers disrespect the memory of Confederate soldiers with their highway flags and suspect membership. I could go on and on.
But if pointing the finger at my blog makes it easier for you to maintain some useful illusion about your heritage than so be it. In the end I know it’s not really about me anyway.