The Garden of True American Heroes

Donald Trump’s “National Guardian of American Heroes” was cringe.

Maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea though. The concept of honoring our ancestors in the public square in our to inspire future generations has merit. Who are the great Americans who you would honor in a based version of the National Guardian of American Heroes? Who is worthy of celebrating?

Here are some suggestions:

John Wilkes Booth (the Southern patriot who assassinated the tyrant Abraham Lincoln)

Huey Long

Tom Watson

George Wallace

Eugene “Bull” Connor

Sen. Richard Russell

Theodore Bilbo

James K. Vardaman

“Pitchfork” Ben Tillman

Wade Hampton III

Captain John Smith

Charles Lindbergh

William Jennings Bryan

Thomas Dixon

Henry Ford

George Washington

Thomas Jefferson

James Madison

John Randolph

Patrick Henry

Nathaniel Macon

John Rutledge

Francis Marion

Daniel Boone

Davy Crockett

Sam Houston

Stephen Austin

Edwin Walker

William Clark and Meriwether Lewis

Andrew Jackson

James K. Polk

John C. Calhoun

Henry Clay

Roger Taney

William Walker

Robert Lewis Dabney

Robert Barnwell Rhett

James D. B. DeBow

Thomas Dew

Jefferson Davis

Alexander Stephens

Robert Toombs

William Lowndes Yancey

Edmund Ruffin

Robert E. Lee

Stonewall Jackson

Nathan Bedford Forrest

William Quantrill

Jesse James

Stephen Douglas

Theodore Roosevelt

Madison Grant

John Wayne

Johnny Cash

Pat Buchanan

Sam Francis

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  1. What about David Duke, Michael Hill, Brad Griffin, James Edwards, Ross Barnett, Strom Thurmond, George Gordon, or Edmund Pettus?

      • @Pilot…

        ‘Oh please’, yourself, Sir.

        I heartily agree with Mr. Richards augmentation to the list, and would add some others, like Lester Maddox, The Stanley Brothers, Asa Carter, The Gallant Pelham, John Tyler, Billy Graham, Junius Daniel, Michael Tubbs, Bob Jones, William Ruffin Cox, Michael Cushman, Orval Faubus, Mark Thomey, George Wallace, Josh Doggrell, Sam Bowers, Lavoy Finicum, and Andrew Johnson, and, of course, all our great-great-great granddaddies who successfully fought United states’ Government tyranny, at great cost, from 1861 to 1877.

  2. The American South is, in a way, like Judaism. It’s not a culture; it’s an attitude problem.

    • @John…

      This is why The North & South must be divided, My Good Friend, because we both think that the other has ‘serious attitude problems’.

      Why not accept each other as we are and part amicably?

      • I wonder what the outcome would be, Ivan, if the—what would be a good term?—“ancestrally Southern” were to vote on the question. I mean persons who reside in the South and who have antebellum Southern ancestry. Our fellow commenter James Owen has remarked here more than once that—if I’m not misrepresenting his view—all or nearly all the ancestrally Southern are Southern Nationalists, which would mean, I think, that they’d vote to leave the United States.

        About three years ago, I was in circumstances in which I happened to have a handful of exchanges with a middle-aged, I guess, black woman who was a U.S. resident—maybe a citizen, I don’t know—of Jamaican background. She had the Jamaican accent that you could recognize through a bad telephone connection. Though she was living up in this area, she seemed to have resided for a while in the South, which, she said, she preferred, because there was more open land. Maybe you can see why that struck me. Here’s a member of a race whose enslavement in the American South is one of the most notorious aspects of modern history; and just a century-and-a-half after the war of the 1860s, she says to me blithely something like, “I prefer the South, there’s more open land.”

        Now that I think about it, I realize a sardonic Bill-Maher-type might have replied to her, “Yeah—and they seem to have that Klan thing tamped down.” I, on the other hand, simply said to myself, “How do you like that?”

        • @John…

          Very interesting reply, as per usual. Without a doubt, I am a big fan or your wit.

          Yes, and while I’m thinking of it, please extend greetings from my wife and I to your beloved mama!

          Apropos of your vignette about the Jamaican lady, I’ll tell you something that no one wants to hear.


          Negroes vastly prefer The Southland to the North, and, even when The Klan was rife, it was so.

          Why then, you ask, have so many Negroes gone North?

          Because down here there were basically two options open to them – work as a sharecropper (an excellent wholesome life, but, economically very challenging) or save every scrap until you could own a store, an inn, or a pub. Some, in very small numbers, workt as root doctors and midwives, and others, in much larger numbers, workt for one White family all their days.

          Those Southern Negroes who fled North, over the past 150 years, usually did so because they were not cut out to enjoy their lives as one of these things.

          that said, I do know quite a few Negroes who went north for 30 years, and, the very moment they had a decent pension, came right back here – to Klansville U.S.A!

          That said, life up North has always been something challenging for Negroes, which is why so many have stayed South.

          #1. Southern Negroes hate cold with a passion.

          #2. Southern Negroes think that Yankees don’t know a cotton-pickin’ thang ’bout decent food.

          #3. Most Southern Negroes prefer Southern Whites to Northern Whites. Why? Because Southern Whites will hire a Negro for every sort of job, and, if he does well, keep hiring him, and, maybe his wife, too.

          Though the SPLC, JDL, and a whole host of other organizations would not like you to know this, nor would Northern White Nationalists like to hear this – Southern Blacks and whites have often, and, indeed, do often get along well. I know many families in my area who have century+ relationships with other families of the other race, who really have great esteem for those others.

          Also, Southern Whites will often be extremely charitable to Southern Negroes.

          Case in point?

          In my town, the oldest historick Black church burned down. What happened next? Those evil White Southern Supremacist Churches all ponied up the money, lickety-split, to not only build that Negro Congregation a much much better church than the one they had, they also bought them a piece of property 5 times the size.

          Again, the enemies of White Southerners do not want you to know these things.

          #4. Most Southern Negroes are a friendly, jovial lot that uset to be extremely rural. Even now, Northeastern North Carolina (The Olde Confederacy plantation land) sports nearly a million Negroes!
          So, many still love the wide open and lush green spaces, through which they can drive around, see kin, barbecue, fish, and, yes, hunt.

          As to being ancestrally Southern, and voting to secede, I’ll say this – I,. on my mama’s side, am as ancestrally Southern as it gets – my ancestors having settled the Georgia, Virginia, and North Carolina colonies, and fought The Indian Wars, The revolution and then in grey under Marse Robert.

          I am for secession.

          Nothing else but sovereignty for the South will do, no matter what it takes to get there, so long as it does not involve dishonourable things- like bushwhacking folks.

          Now, if you have askt me about this tens years ago, I would have told you that only a small fraction of Ancestral Southerners, such as Mr. Griffin, Mr. Owen, and me, wanted to secede.

          Nowadays, however, the number is growing at cataclysmick speed, and will continue to do so.

          I believe that, at this point, perhaps a third of Ancestral Southerners want to leave.

          That’s a big number, and that number will dictate the future direction of things.

          What do you think?

          • Because this blog, Occidental Dissent, is my only window that looks South, so to speak, I can’t gauge it, Ivan. James Owen, as I’ve said, seems to me to think the independence vote would be 100%; and now you say 1/3, which, as you remark, is also quite large. How James and you arrive at your senses of the situation, I don’t really know, but I gather the subject is not freely discussed. You’d think someone would want to poll it, but I’ve not seen a poll about it.

            For me, one of the interesting things about Occidental Dissent is the presence here of persons such as you—and maybe nearly all the Southern commenters—whose own family history in America goes back to colonial times. As you would guess, my own American history, on the Sicilian and Irish sides, starts in the period from, roughly, 1890 to 1910. Most of my schoolmates in Catholic elementary and high school in this area probably had similar family histories. (“Everybody’s grandparents spoke with an accent,” a relative of mine recently said, when he was speaking of the period in which we were growing up here.)

            Your statement that “Southern Negroes think that Yankees don’t know a cotton-pickin’ thang ’bout decent food” reminded me of the following:

            Decades ago—oh, gee, 1980-81, when I was in my late twenties—I would sometimes give a ride home from work to a slightly-younger black guy with whom I worked. This was kind of a drudge job, frankly, in Los Angeles (or maybe technically in Santa Monica, as I’d have to check on a map), which maybe was his hometown. When, for some reason, he and I once conversed about childhood’s carefree summer days, in which we’d play outside until our mothers called us for dinner, he mentioned the joy of going inside and seeing mom’s cold-water cornbread.

            “The what?” I said.

            “Cold-water cornbread,” he said, as if maybe there’d been something wrong with my hearing.

            “What’s that?” I said.

            “John,” he said–and he fixed his eyes on me as if he were talking to a Martian: “Cold-water cornbread. Everybody knows what cold-water cornbread is.”

            Some years ago, I did look up cold-water cornbread on the internet. Can’t remember what I found out. Might have to check that again.

          • @John…

            Thank you for your reply.

            A fortnight ago there was a national poll that showed 25 percent of Republicans being in favour of secession, though, they said that in Dixie the number was twice that.

            Let’s say this – Southern dander is up, and i doubt it is going down.

            The cornbread vignette was funny!

            Have a great evening!

    • @ john bonaccorsi, ha!ha!, whatever do you mean? Educated sir, would you mind, going a little more in depth, about that statement sir.

      • To be honest, I’d prefer simply to let the statement stand, Terry; but let’s just say that if I were asked to name the institution that did more than any other, historically, to bring into existence the technology that allows neo-Confederates to make their views known to the world through, for instance, this blog; that thus enables them to list, before the world’s eyes, John Wilkes Booth among great Americans; that allowed WSM Nashville to begin broadcasting the Grand Ole Opry almost a century ago; that enabled the electrical recording of country musicians in Bristol, Tennessee, almost a century ago, too, I’d probably say Bell Laboratories (including its Western Electric predecessor), which, you’ll note, wasn’t founded by Marse Robert.

        • @ John Bonaccors, thank you for your response, kind sir, your remarks are always thought provoking and give one, much to ponder over, nice hearin from you, thank you.

          • Nice to hear from you, too, Terry. If you found my response worth the read, well, then, I’m pleased.

  3. George Lincoln Rockwell.

    George Rogers Clark

    Preston Brooks

    Laurence Keitt

    Henry A. Edmundson

    Thomas Edison

    Ezra Pound

    Eustace Mullins

  4. Americans worthy of being honored:

    Carleton Coon

    Dr. William Shockley

    Seymour Craig

    Henry Ford Sr.

    Carleton Putnam

    Orville and Wilbur Wright

    John Muir

    George Lincoln Rockwell

    Thomas Metzger

    Samuel Langhorne Clemens

    Thomas Alva Edison

    Dr. James Watson

    Abner Doubleday

  5. To add to your list a man who does not have the name recognition as the others but if he had been allowed to do what he proposed to do in battle he would have made a much greater name for himself.

    Confederate General John B. Gordon

    Had General Gordon been allowed to flank and crush Grant’s army on May 6th, 1864 early in the morning at the Battle of the Wilderness with the men of the Second Corps (Stonewall Jackson’s corps) the South might have become a separate nation.

    May 6: Gordon’s attacks

    At the Turnpike, inconclusive fighting proceeded for most of the day. Early in the morning, Brig. Gen. John B. Gordon scouted the Union line and recommended to his division commander, Jubal Early, that he conduct a flanking attack, but Early dismissed the venture as too risky. According to Gordon’s account after the war, General Lee visited Ewell and ordered him to approve Gordon’s plan, but other sources discount Lee’s personal intervention. In any event, Ewell authorized him to go ahead shortly before dark. Gordon’s attack made good progress against inexperienced New York troops who had spent the war up until this time manning the artillery defenses of Washington, D.C., but eventually the darkness and the dense foliage took their toll as the Union flank received reinforcements and recovered. Sedgwick’s line was extended overnight to the Germanna Plank Road. For years after the war, Gordon complained about the delay in approving his attack, claiming “the greatest opportunity ever presented to Lee’s army was permitted to pass.”
    — Wikipedia: “Battle of the Wilderness”

    General Gordon went through the details of the situation and came to this conclusion in his own book:

    General Early, in his book, states that General Ewell agreed with him as to the impolicy of making the morning flank attack which I so earnestly urged. Alas! he did; and in the light of revelations subsequently made by Union officers, no intelligent military critic, I think, will fail to sympathize with my lament, which was even more bitter than at Gettysburg, over the irreparable loss of Jackson. But for my firm faith in God’s Providence, and in His control of the destinies of this Republic, I should be tempted to imitate the confident exclamation made to the Master by Mary and Martha when they met Him after the death of Lazarus: “Hadst thou been here, our brother had not died.” Calmly reviewing the indisputable facts which made the situation at Gettysburg and in the Wilderness strikingly similar, and considering them from a purely military and worldly standpoint, I should utter my profoundest convictions were I to say: “Had Jackson been there, the Confederacy had not died.” Had he been at Gettysburg when a part of that Second Corps which his genius had made famous had already broken through the protecting forces and was squarely on the Union right, which was melting away like a sand-bank struck by a mountain torrent; when the whole Union battle line that was in view was breaking to the rear; when those flanking Confederates in their unobstructed rush were embarrassed only by the number of prisoners–had Jackson been there then, instead of commanding a halt, his only order would have been, “Forward, men, forward!” as he majestically rode in their midst, intensifying their flaming enthusiasm at every step of the advance.

    Or had he been in the Wilderness on that fateful 6th of May, when that same right flank of the Union army was so strangely exposed and was inviting the assault of that same portion of his old corps, words descriptive of the situation and of the plan of attack could not have been uttered fast enough for his impatient spirit. Jackson’s genius was keener-scented in its hunt for an enemy’s flank than the most royally bred setter’s nose in search of the hiding covey. The fleetest tongue could not have narrated the facts connected with Sedgwick’s position before Jackson’s unerring judgment would have grasped the whole situation. His dilating eye would have flashed, and his laconic order, “Move at once, sir,” would have been given with an emphasis prophetic of the energy with which he would have seized upon every advantage offered by the situation. But Providence had willed otherwise. Jackson was dead, and Gettysburg was lost. He was not now in the Wilderness, and the greatest opportunity ever presented to Lee’s army was permitted to pass.
    — Gordon, General John B., Reminiscences of the Civil War, pp. 260-261

    • @Banned…

      Yes, Gordon was a great great man, a hero among heroes, but, even if The South had prevailed at that battle, it never could have prevailed in a conventional war against The North, because it’s resources were too meagre.

      The War of Reconstruction, however, which came afterward, suited The South’s resources, which is why we won it.

      • If Grant’s army had been crushed (maybe even Grant killed) at the Battle of the Wilderness, surely Sherman’s plan to plunder, ravage the South would have been altered maybe even Sherman himself would have been called to help in replacing the great loss of Grant’s army and by the election of 1864 only months away and Sherman not destroying Atlanta, Lincoln’s sudden rise in popularity would not have occurred as it did with Sherman’s successful Atlanta Campaign. Plus there was a possibility for a truce if McClellan had won the presidency. If the South had a victorious army still ready to fight on the battlefield and McClellan had defeated the unpopular Lincoln a truce might have been called with the South gaining their independence. But as General Gordon said: Providence had willed otherwise.

        The fall of Atlanta and the success of the overall Atlanta Campaign were extensively covered by Northern newspapers, and were a boon to Northern morale and to President Lincoln’s political standing. The 1864 election was between General George B. McClellan and Abraham Lincoln. McClellan ran a conflicted campaign: McClellan was a Unionist who advocated continuing the war until the defeat of the Confederacy, but the Democratic platform included calls for negotiations with the Confederacy on the subject of a potential truce. The capture of Atlanta and Hood’s burning of military facilities as he evacuated showed that a successful conclusion of the war was in sight, weakening support for a truce. Lincoln was reelected by a wide margin, with 212 out of 233 electoral votes.
        Wikipedia: “Battle of Atlanta”

  6. I respectfully disagree with John Wilkes Booth as a candidate in the Garden of Heroes.

    This Southern “patriot” was a useful idiot who gave the Radical Republicans the fig leaf of justification they were looking forward to in order to really crack down, in the most vindictive ways, on the South. Lincoln’s Back to Africa Plan for freed Black Slaves did not sit well with those wishing to have them rule their former masters in the South.

    Lincoln forcing the South to stay in the Union was NOT the real reason for his assassination, but the way he used to FINANCE it, with the Greenback rather than backbreaking loans borrowed from foreign investors like the Bank of England (which was run by the Rothschilds.

    The Greenback was pushed to him by Illinois businessman, Edmund Dick Taylor and was the inspiration for Adolph Hitler to dig Germany’s way out of its crushing war debt by simply issuing his own currency backed with the labor of the German people to effect his own economic miracle. (Which is the real reason why the media used his dislike of Jews to push several countries to war with him).

    Remember that Andrew “I Killed The Bank” Jackson also had an assassination attempt on him. JFK was also looking for a way to wrest control of American money from the Federal Reserve. And look what happened to him. Any politician who messes with the Banksters is asking for a death sentence as far as THEY’re concerned,

    • Need some more people from the arts. The following is just a sampling off the top of my head

      Mark Twain
      Captain Beefheart
      Frank Sinatra
      John Updike
      Nathaniel Hawthorne
      Olmsted (the park guy)
      N.C. Wyeth
      Georgia O’Keeffe

      Sorry if some are not Southern. The initial post said American, not Southern.

      • @Valcour…

        Excellent to mention Nathaniel Hawthorne. I do not care if he is a New England, and a Massachusettsan, at that, I love that man!

        Oh ,yes, while we are thinking of this – let us mention Mark Twain – another great Southerner, who, by the way, preferred life in New England!

        Also, I adore Mississippian Eudora Welty, and she ought have a statue, too.

  7. Kenneth L. Roberts, his “Why Europe Leaves Home”, probably had more to do with the post WWI anti-immigration movement than any other book. His works of historical fiction, about the American Revolution and French & Indian War, introduced the anti-hero to American fiction.

    It’s funny how the Philadelphia Jews who own NBC, MSNBC, CNBC and Comcast use the name Roberts.

  8. @ banned for life, gen.gordon, thee great no doubt, great post from you , mr.banned for life, i read that gen.gordon, had one mean looking sabre scar, across his cheek, thee manhood he domonstrated at appomattox, well lets just say he stood tall, he was at thee head of thee column, when our army surrendered our colors and stacked our arms, i praise him still, for stepping up and sparing ,marse robert that indignity, general gordon truly ” a man among men”.

    • @Terry Smith

      He was tough.

      At the Battle of Antietam he was shot five times and stayed in the battle until the fifth shot hit him “squarely in the face”.

      Assigned by General Lee to hold the vital sunken road, or “Bloody Lane”, during the Battle of Antietam… First, a Minié ball passed through his calf. Then a second ball hit him higher in the same leg. A third ball went through his left arm. Gordon continued to lead his men, despite the fact that the muscles and tendons in his arm were mangled and a small artery was severed. A fourth ball hit him in his shoulder. Ignoring pleas that he go to the rear, Gordon remained on the front lines. He was finally stopped by a ball that hit him in the face, passing through his left cheek and out his jaw. He fell with his face in his cap, and might have drowned in his own blood if it had not drained out through a bullet hole in the cap. A Confederate surgeon thought that he would not survive, but after he was returned to Virginia, he was nursed back to health by his wife.
      — Wikipedia: “John Brown Gordon”

      My extraordinary escapes from wounds in all the previous battles had made a deep impression upon my comrades as well as upon my own mind. So many had fallen at my side, so often had balls and shells pierced and torn my clothing, grazing my body without drawing a drop of blood, that a sort of blind faith possessed my men that I was not to be killed in battle. This belief was evidenced by their constantly repeated expressions: “They can’t hurt him.” “He’s as safe one place as another.” “He’s got a charmed life.”

      If I had allowed these expressions of my men to have any effect upon my mind the impression was quickly dissipated when the Sharpsburg storm came and the whizzing Minies, one after another, began to pierce my body.

      The first volley from the Union lines in my front sent a ball through the brain of the chivalric Colonel Tew, of North Carolina, to whom I was talking, and another ball through the calf of my right leg. On the right and the left my men were falling under the death-dealing crossfire like trees in a hurricane. The persistent Federals, who had lost so heavily from repeated repulses, seemed now determined to kill enough Confederates to make the debits and credits of the battle’s balance-sheet more nearly even. Both sides stood in the open at short range and without the semblance of breastworks, and the firing was doing a deadly work. Higher up in the same leg I was again shot; but still no bone was broken. I was able to walk along the line and give encouragement to my resolute riflemen, who were firing with the coolness, and steadiness of peace soldiers in target practice. When later in the day the third ball pierced my left arm, tearing asunder the tendons and mangling the flesh, they caught sight of the blood running down my fingers, and these devoted and big-hearted men, while still loading their guns, pleaded with me to leave them and go to the rear, pledging me that they would stay there and fight to the last. I could not consent to leave them in such a crisis. The surgeons were all busy at the field-hospitals in the rear, and there was no way, therefore, of stanching the blood, but I had a vigorous constitution, and this was doing me good service.

      A fourth ball ripped through my shoulder, leaving its base and a wad of clothing in its track. I could still stand and walk, although the shocks and loss of blood had left but little of my normal strength. I remembered the pledge to the commander that we would stay there till the battle ended or night came. I looked at the sun. It moved very slowly; in fact, it seemed to stand still. I thought I saw some wavering in my line, near the extreme right, and Private Vickers, of Alabama, volunteered to carry any orders I might wish to send. I directed him to go quickly and remind the men of the pledge to General Lee, and to say to them that I was still on the field and intended to stay there. He bounded away like an Olympic racer; but he had gone less than fifty yards when he fell, instantly killed by a ball through his head. I then attempted to go myself, although I was bloody and faint, and my legs did not bear me steadily. I had gone but a short distance when I was shot down by a fifth ball, which struck me squarely in the face, and passed out, barely missing the jugular vein. I fell forward and lay unconscious with my face in my cap; and it would seem that I might have been smothered by the blood running into my cap from this last wound but for the act of some Yankee, who, as if to save my life, had at a previous hour during the battle, shot a hole through the cap, which let the blood out.

      I was borne on a litter to the rear, and recall nothing more till revived by stimulants at a late hour of the night. I found myself lying on a pile of straw at an old barn, where our badly wounded were gathered. My faithful surgeon, Dr. Weatherly, who was my devoted friend, was at my side, with his fingers on my pulse. As I revived, his face was so expressive of distress that I asked him: “What do you think of my case, Weatherly?” He made a manly effort to say that he was hopeful. I knew better, and said: “You are not honest with me. You think I am going to die; but I am going to get well.” Long afterward, when the danger was past, he admitted that this assurance was his first and only basis of hope.

      General George B. Anderson, of North Carolina, whose troops were on my right, was wounded in the foot, but, it was thought, not severely. That superb man and soldier was dead in a few weeks, though his wound was supposed to be slight, while I was mercifully sustained through a long battle with wounds the combined effect of which was supposed to be fatal. Such are the mysterious concomitants of cruel war.

      Mrs. Gordon was soon with me. When it was known that the battle was on, she had at once started toward the front. The doctors were doubtful about the propriety of admitting her to my room; but I told them to let her come. I was more apprehensive of the effect of the meeting upon her nerves than upon mine. My face was black and shapeless–so swollen that one eye was entirely hidden and the other nearly so. My right leg and left arm and shoulder were bandaged and propped with pillows. I knew she would be greatly shocked. As she reached the door and looked, I saw at once that I must reassure her. Summoning all my strength, I said: “Here’s your handsome (?) husband; been to an Irish wedding.” Her answer was a suppressed scream, whether of anguish or relief at finding me able to speak, I do not know. Thenceforward, for the period in which my life hung in the balance, she sat at my bedside, trying to supply concentrated nourishment to sustain me against the constant drainage. With my jaw immovably set, this was exceedingly difficult and discouraging. My own confidence in ultimate recovery, however, was never shaken until erysipelas, that deadly foe of the wounded, attacked my left arm. The doctors told Mrs. Gordon to paint my arm above the wound three or four times a day with iodine. She obeyed the doctors by painting it, I think, three or four hundred times a day. Under God’s providence, I owe my life to her incessant watchfulness night and day, and to her tender nursing through weary weeks and anxious months.
      — Gordon, General John B., Reminiscences of the Civil War, pp. 88-91

      • @ banned for life, thank you for your response and thank you for your correction, concerning how gen.gordon, recieved his facial wound, i’ve tried too read everything concerning thee war, that i could get my hands on, there is such a vast body of work . on thee subject, well., i will double check my facts, too remain accurate.from here on out, thank you.

        • @Terry Smith, thanks for all your information as well. It is good that we all spend time studying our history that the Communist radicals and others want to destroy along with all of us forever.

  9. Benedict Arnold. Hero of Ticonderoga, Quebec, Lake Champlain, Saratoga. He went to the British because he felt he was undervalued by the Americans. He had a prickly Southern-style of honor in that way.

  10. @ Duane allman, Ty cobb, Pete maravich, scotty moore, Ronald van zant ,Richard petty, David hackworth.

    • @Terry…

      OMG – I cannot believe I forgot Ronny Van Zandt!

      Excellent list!

      Can I add a Southern Negro- Earl The Pearl Monroe – the greatest shooter in basketball history, other than Pistol Pete.

      His high school and college records still stand in North Carolina – 60 years after the fact…

      • @ ivan, its obvious your pretty fond of “earl thee pearl” and i know he wasn’t a tar heel and he went to n.c. state, but what about david thompson? Also i am ok with your list.

    • Y’all call yourselves Southerners, and yet not one of you mentioned the great Hank Williams Sr.

      • I’d feared I was the only one who’d noticed that. Shocking.

        “I said to Hank Williams, how lonely does it get?
        Hank Williams hasn’t answered yet
        But I hear him coughing all night long
        Oh, a hundred floors above me in the Tower of Song”
        –Leonard Cohen

        Once Upon a Time in America …

  11. To all the idiots posting George Lincoln Rockwell as a good American, why not list his handler and the guy who wrote all of his books and speeches, the Jew Dan Burros, Rockwell’s “right hand man?” Why not read the FBI agents praising Rockwell as a very “cooperative” and “helpful” informant?

    No one did more to harm the Southern segregationists than George Lincoln Rockwell, who was a major Jew TV Star, parading around in his costume – NOT a uniform, dummies, that was a COSTUME – doing his best to make pro-white people seem like fanatical enemies.

    So glad I’m not involved in their “movement” full of people so brain dead they literally can’t tell the difference between a costume and a uniform, and can’t tell blatant propaganda if it hit them in the face.

    • Cringe. Read “This Time the World” and tell me again that it was written by Dan Burros. And any cooperation with the FBI was to report violent lunatics who might hurt innocents and put the party in legal jeopardy, as he should have. Remember, this was back in the 60s, and Rockwell still had trust that there were some decent white men in the government.

      • @Nikandros,

        Exactly! Cringe, indeed.

        What the anti-GLR poster always fails to mention is that after Dan Burros was getting unceremoniously kicked to the curb by Rockwell’s ANP, he found a soft landing in the regional chapter of the Ku Klux Klan. God knows how infiltrated the Klan was in the 60’s.

        On the topic of working with Hoover’s FBI, Dixie’s beloved George Wallace was an informant to the feds about Klan membership and their comings and goings.

        • Yes – you two ARE cringe, basically in a fashion cult with zero substance and zero interest outside of fringe internet cultures. There’s a huge overlap between you people and the “Bronies” who are fans of “My Little Pony.” In fact, I”d bet good money there is a thriving subculture of My Little Pony dolls dressed up like “Nazis.”

          Interesting too NBF is screaming “no we must support Israel!” Which makes perfect sense.

          I always just remember that you people have no power except for the ability to disrupt fringe pro-white Internet forums. That is all you do and that is all you can do.

          Fortunately, pro-whiteness is going mainstream in the GOP and you can’t do shit to stop that.

          >Dan Burros was getting unceremoniously kicked to the curb by Rockwell’s ANP

          Look at that, a BALD FACED LIE. Rockwell was partners with Burros until his death.

          No one outside of your Internet subculture buys this crap.

          • Why don’t you tell that to Alabama federal district court judge Frank M. Johnson Jr. like George Wallace did (read the transcripts from Judge Johnson’s interview with Bill Moyers in 1980).

            Ffs, George Wallace denounced his opponent in the 1958 gubernatorial campaign for having overt Klan endorsement, while he had the endorsement of the NAACP.

            In law school, and while a circuit court judge in Alabama, George Wallace had a reputation for being quite liberal by the standards of that day in the South.

          • “Interesting too NBF is screaming “no we must support Israel!” Which makes perfect sense.”

            You lying sack of shit. I’d love to see Pissrael & all kikes made extinct.

  12. George B. McClellan. A Whig who cared about his country and his countrymen, particularly his soldiers. He wanted as little loss of life as possible for both sides. Lincoln’s historians paint him as a slow, incompetent, even cowardly boob. The McClellan revision against the Lincolnists is good and interesting. Two involved in it are Ethan Rafuse, author of McClellan’s War (2005), and Dimitri Rotov, the blogger (2003-2019!):

    • He called Abie Baby “the original gorilla”, and said the sweat stain on the back of his shirt was shaped like the map of Africa.

    • @Valcour…

      I totally agree – McClellan was a good man, far better than Abraham Lincoln, he who care little for human life, if it did not serve his purposes.

      McClellan was in the wrong profession – he ought to have been a surgeon.

      • @ Ivan, a fact about gen
        McClellan, he was thee military observer of thee united states at thee crimean war, too me, that alone explains a lot of insight into him personally, i’ve also read that after thee war, it was asked of marse robert, who was thee best union general he faced in thee war, it was said he remarked without hesitation gen.mcClellan , i find that interesting, despite thee many battles. Marse robert faced with gen.grant and thee generousity gen.grant showed at appomattox, marse robert favored mcClellan over grant.

  13. Sam Houston, Davy Crockett, Johnny Winter, Duane Allman, Annie Oakley, Bonnie Parker, Clyde Barrow, John Dillinger, the original members of Lynyrd Skynyrd, George Custer, George Patton…..Nobody was more American than those great men and women , most of whom were Southerners.

  14. Addendum:

    Benjamin Franklin (the scientist)

    Admiral Byrd

    Admiral Perry

    Colonel Robert Louis Howard

  15. Since we’re incorporating musicians/artists:

    Danny Gatton

    Chet Atkins

    Jerry Reed

    Merle Travis

    Thom Bresh

    Waylon Jennings

    Merle Haggard

    Edgar Allan Poe

    Shawn Lane

    George Jones

    Tammy Wynette

    Conway Twitty

    Loretta Lynn

    Doc Watson

    ZZ Top

    Tracy Nelson

    Roy Orbison

    Roy Clark

    Dwight Yoakam

    Chris Stapleton

    Leo Kottke

    HL Mencken

  16. “The passage of the Fugitive Slave Law of 1850 heightened the danger and profile of their assistance to runaways as it was now illegal to do so, even in free states. At an anti-slavery society meeting in Highland County, Ohio, held by Rankin and Salmon P. Chase, however, Rankin declared that “Disobedience to the enactment is obedience to God.”

    What God? Certainly not the Christian one, whose bible told slaves to obey their massas.

    Those fucking abolitionist scum, all hopped-up by the mouth-farts of tent preechurs during the Second Great “Awakening”…Yeah, boy: they were a-gonna purify the earth for the “immanent!” Second Comin’ of JEEEEEE-sus alright. Determined to punish all those White sinners who dared not to believe that nigger retards were their equal brothers – the constitution & other laws be damned!

  17. A lot of the Southern musicians listed, while technically good musicians, were fairly liberal in their views.

    The South is full of transplants now.

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