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To: Solon who wrote (32282)12/29/2012 11:05:59 PM
From: 2MAR$1 Recommendation  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 69300
 
Suppose something can be learned from long/short's deification of Gen'ral Lee but followed on by his demonizing of Abraham Lincoln as a fascist, racist imperialist tyrant is beyond the pale ( But he'll overlook the rampant corruption in Gen'ral Grant's two terms as a republican president following right after)

It is unpleasant, that image of a fat fidgety irritated smelly dwarf teetering in an tiny elevator who's wrapped in himself in nothing but a worn out old flag , soaked in Jim Beam whiskey . Railing on about "Lincoln the Fascist", a president who was terribly assassinated in a conspiracy of men who's hatreds mirror exactly the same poisoned venues we see in these noxious imbeciles that still practice today.



To: Solon who wrote (32282)12/29/2012 11:11:13 PM
From: 2MAR$1 Recommendation  Respond to of 69300
 
A little sanity & break from morons from Mark Twain blogging on Abe Lincoln back in 1907, Sam Clemmons was also a good friend & saved the later president Grant who fell financially into destitution but thats another story.

On Abraham Lincoln
By History Blog Project

“It was no accident that planted Lincoln on a Kentucky farm, half way between the lakes and the Gulf. The association there had substance in it. Lincoln belonged just where he was put. If the Union was to be saved, it had to be a man of such an origin that should save it. No wintry New England Brahmin could have done it, or any torrid cotton planter, regarding the distant Yankee as a species of obnoxious foreigner.



It needed a man of the border, where civil war meant the grapple of brother and brother and disunion a raw and gaping wound. It needed one who knew slavery not from books only, but as a living thing, knew the good that was mixed with its evil, and knew the evil not merely as it affected the negroes, but in its hardly less baneful influence upon the poor whites. It needed one who knew how human all the parties to the quarrel were, how much alike they were at bottom, who saw them all reflected in himself, and felt their dissensions like the tearing apart of his own soul.

When the war came Georgia sent an army in gray and Massachusetts an army in blue, but Kentucky raised armies for both sides. And this man, sprung from Southern poor whites, born on a Kentucky farm and transplanted to an Illinois village, this man, in whose heart knowledge and charity had left no room for malice, was marked by Providence as the one to “bind up the Nation’s wounds.”
-Mark Twain, New York Times, January 13, 1907