From YouTube:
Michelle Laws, executive director of the state NAACP speaks out against Instagram photo showing students holding what critics said was a Confederate flag. The father of the one of the girls appeared at the press conference in Chapel Hill to say his daughter is not racist and that the students were on a field trip recreating Pickett’s Charge when the photo was taken.
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NC NAACP boss doubles down on anti-white hatred
Michelle Laws is the head of the North Carolina NAACP. She is the one waging a vicious campaign against two High School students who were photographed with Confederate flags while visiting Gettysburg. Many local media outlets have shamelessly promoted Laws and her vitriolic campaign to promote racial animosity.
Laws, who was recently arrested for building code violations and trespassing, has proven beyond doubt that she is motivated by racial hatred against white people.
Laws is demanding that East Chapel Hill High School suspend the two white female students. She is also demanding that UNC block one of the girls from starting college next fall. She is also demanding that the school reduce the number of black students it suspends, by giving some black students a free pass for misbehavior.
When Laws held her press conference to call for the two girls to be suspended. One of the fathers, Ron Creatore, tried to calmly reason with Laws. She hysterically shouted “racist” and other buzz words at Creatore.
Creatore asked Laws if she would take a stand against the “cyber-bullying” of his daughter caused by Law’s harassment campaign. Laws said she would. Then in e-mails, now made public by Creatore, she flat out refuses to do so. Then she had the audacity to claim that Creatore was “violently disturbed.” Laws responds to Creatore by saying that any future e-mails would be perceived as “a threat” and that she would request that the police intervene.
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But here is the crux of the story:
Ron Creatore is the father of one of the girls. He explains what is actually happening in the photo:
One of My daughter’s friends snapped her picture holding the Rebel flag. My daughter was on a school trip to Gettysburg for her honors Civil War class reenacting the Confederacy’s tactics during Pickett’s Charge, a famous battle during the Civil War. The flag was owned by the school, the trip was sanctioned by the school, and my daughter was acting under the direction of her teacher doing exactly what he told her to do. This trip has been conducted this way for 30 years !
One of my daughter’s classmates snapped a photo of her holding the flag and it was posted on Instagram. Now, the NAACP wants my daughter suspended, has asked UNC to withdraw my daughter’s enrollment for next fall, and has defamed/shamed me as being a white supremacist and privileged white racist merely because I have attempted to defend my daughter by asking the NAACP to acknowledge the facts.
Now the NAACP is threatening criminal action against me (see below) for asking them to speak out about the Cyber-Bullying that my daughter is being subjected to as a result of inflammatory statements being made by the NAACP and its supporters.
Please help shed some light on what the on the hypocrisy that the NAACP is displaying as they attack my family.
h/t Brock
O, I’m a good old Rebel,
Now that’s just what I am,
For this “Fair Land of Freedom”
I do not care at all;
I’m glad I fit against it —
I only wish we’d won,
And I don’t want no pardon
For anything I done.
I hates the Constitution,
This Great Republic too,
I hates the Freedman’s Buro,
In uniforms of blue;
I hates the nasty eagle,
With all his brags and fuss,
The lyin’, thievin’ Yankees,
I hates ’em wuss and wuss.
I hates the Yankee nation
And everything they do,
I hates the Declaration
Of Independence too;
I hates the glorious Union —
‘Tis dripping with our blood —
I hates their striped banner,
I fit it all I could.
I followed old mass’ Robert
For four year, near about,
Got wounded in three places
And starved at Pint Lookout;
I cotch the rheumatism
A campin’ in the snow,
But I killed a chance of Yankees,
I’d like to kill some mo’.
Three hundred thousand Yankees
Is stiff in Southern dust;
We got three hundred thousand
Before they conquered us;
They died of Southern fever
And Southern steel and shot,
I wish they was three million
Instead of what we got.
I can’t take up my musket
And fight ’em now no more,
But I ain’t going to love ’em,
Now that is sarten sure;
And I don’t want no pardon
For what I was and am,
I won’t be reconstructed
And I don’t care a damn.
….I won’t be reconstructed
And I don’t care a damn.
Terrorism has a price, as was demonstrated in Garland two weeks ago.
Let us get about collecting it… because every day such filth and bigotry is allowed to stand, it accrues interest, and support, and raises the needed cost in blood ever higher.
In this case, the old saying about, “Payback’s a B**ch” is all the more true.