Confederacy

Rob over at Gut Rumbles explains very succinctly why people still use the Confederate Flag.

I grew up in Southern Georgia. Little town called Shadydale. Actually, I shouldn't say I grew up there. I learned to walk and talk there. I was 6 months when we arrived and 3 years when we left.

I don't remember it, but I still have a lovely Southern accent that comes out when I am tired..or pissed..or horney..or almost anytime.

But even though I only lived there a short time, I learned to rebel against what people said I could and couldn't do.

I was told a woman couldn't be a good mechanic. So I learned to fix airplanes and cars.

I was told a woman can't make it on her own. So I lived alone for many years.

I was told single mothers are all Welfare recipients. So I got a job and refused to go on Welfare.

I truly believe the South has something to do with all this.

When we lived in Georgia, all of the neighbors had black women as maids. My mother refused and took a lot of crap because of it.

My father attended Martin Luther's funeral along with his best friend. He was just a hick from Idaho. His friend was a blonde surfer from California.

They looked out of place amongst all those black faces, but they felt at home because they were all sharing the same feelings.

I am proud of having lived in Georgia. Someday I will return. And I bet it will be just as beautiful as I remember.

And yes, I fly a Confederate Flag in Southern Minnesota.