October 31, 2021
MY CORNER by Boyd Cathey
Why Do They Hate the South?
Friends,
The following speech (below transcribed) was given by Dr. Paul
Gottfried at the annual Confederate Flag Day commemoration in the historic 1840
North Carolina State Capitol House of Representatives chamber on March 3, 2007.
It was subsequently published by The Unz Review and then by The
Abbeville Institute, on August 4, 2014.
I offer it once again because, despite the fact that Dr. Gottfried
gave this address more than fourteen years ago, what he says and highlights is
remarkably prescient and topical for us today.
Much history has passed since then, much of it very damaging and
destructive of those Southern and Confederate traditions and inheritance we
once cherished and considered normative and part of our lives as Southern folk.
We have witnessed in recent years the virtual stripping away of our heritage
handed down to us faithfully by our fathers and their fathers, the banning of
our revered flags and symbols, the vicious destruction of our monuments, the
expulsion of our literature and the rewriting of our history, and the attempt
to extinguish our very memory, both publicly and privately in our schools and
in the environment in which we live.
It is no exaggeration to say that these efforts by crazed
fanatics, enabled and often supported by weak-willed and, even more,
weak-minded “conservatives” and many Republicans is a form of cultural
genocide. No, not in the literal sense where physical violence is used
(although increasingly violence—unrestrained and mostly unpunished by the
authorities—is employed). But in a progressive sense, using largely our
educational system, our schools and colleges, our entertainment industry, and
the media. Mostly we have sat by while this has happened, this gradual
infection with a fatal venom which will, if not thwarted, finally destroy its
intended target.
How many of us have children or grandchildren…how many of us know
friends with children or grandchildren…where those offspring, our progeny,
thanks to the imposed environment around us, have no true knowledge of their
heritage, or consider it “racist” and bigoted. When history is even taught
these days, or viewed on the television screen, the message drilled into them
and us is that we must disavow our past. Such noble heroes as Lee, Jackson and
Jefferson Davis, once revered by every school boy, not just in the South but
throughout the nation, are now labeled “racists” and evil champions of slavery
and white supremacy. Their monuments come down in many cases in the most
ignominious manner. In Congress the so-called “conservative” political party,
the GOP, joins with the rabidly radical Democrats to vote overwhelmingly to
re-name all the US Army military forts named for Confederate generals; the
memory of those once highly-respected and honorable soldiers is now consigned
to the dust bin of history.
And across the South prominent Republicans—think here, for
example, of South Carolina Governor Nikki Haley and Senator Lindsey
Graham—call for and get the take-down of Confederate symbols. These are our
defenders? Give me a break. They are,
rather, cowardly enablers.
This rot…this fatal infection…did not happen all it once. No, it
was not just Dylann Roof’s senseless and criminal act back in 2015, it was not
the mass media effort to turn the Charlottesville incident into “racist
violence,” nor was it the media-driven attempt to convert the death of convicted
felon and drug abuser George Floyd into some
sort of modern saint. Of course, they served as opportunities for the lunatic
post-Marxists to tighten the screws and control they have over our defecated
society. But the contagion must be traced back to our own ignorance and our own
incapacity or unwillingness to see and understand what was happening more than
fifty years ago.
When I was in graduate school at the University of Virginia in the
early 1970s, I met and knew other grad students there who carried with them the
kernel of revolution and anti-Southern hatred. At first it seemed just an
academic affair we would debate in some of our graduate courses. Indeed, their
views would be considered fairly conservative today.
But many of my former classmates became professors and teachers,
some at prestigious universities, and they carried with them that bacillus
which continues to metastasize and expand its tentacles. And now their students also teach a new
generation, a generation almost completely unhinged and “woke,” of deranged
post-Marxists whose fanaticism knows no limits, whose hatred knows no
boundaries.
Not to mention Hollywood and the anti-Confederate control of the
“conservative movement,” as exemplified by the staunch anti-Confederate animus
consistently displayed at Fox News. (Was anyone able to watch Bret Baier’s
recent puff piece on President Ulysses Grant? He was, according to Baier, our
nation’s greatest “civil rights” president who stared down those evil Southern racists and, of
course, a Republican whom we all should admire.)
Noted author Dr. Anthony Esolen, in a feature article in the November issue of Chronicles magazine [“Hope for America”], distinguishes between hope and optimism, and rightly writes that he is not optimistic for the future of the country, but he continues to have the God-given Virtue of Hope…and that, in the end, will trump all else.
Likewise, as we view our situation and circumstances in the
historic South, it is very difficult to be optimistic. Yet, Hope is something
else, something vouchsafed to us by our Creator, something that no one can take
from us. Only we can despoil or renounce it.
Reading again Dr. Gottfried’s clarion call, his vision, let us
then recall our solemn obligations and our duty. Let us recall the words of
President Davis in 1873 that “truth crushed to earth is truth still and like a
seed will rise again.” But only if we do
our part, only if we assume our solemn duty and obligations, in whatever
station of life in which we find ourselves.
–Boyd D. Cathey
*****
Why Do They
Hate the South?
Dr. Paul E. Gottfried, March 3, 2007
North Carolina State Capitol
Those Southern secessionists whose national flag we are now
celebrating have become identified not only with a lost cause but with a now
publicly condemned one. Confederate flags have been removed from government and
educational buildings throughout the South, while Confederate dignitaries whose
names and statues once adorned monuments and boulevards are no longer deemed as
fit for public mention.
The ostensible reason for this obliteration or dishonoring of
Southern history, save for those civil rights victories that came in the second
half of the twentieth century, has been the announced rejection of a racist
society, a development we are persistently urged to welcome. During the past
two generations or so, the South, we have been taught, was a viciously
insensitive region, and the Southern cause in 1861 was nothing so much as the
attempt to perpetuate the degradation of blacks through a system based on
racial slavery. We are being told that we should therefore rejoice at the
reconstructing of Southern society and culture in a way that excludes, and
indeed extirpates from our minds, except as an incentive to further white
atonement, the pre-civil rights past, also known as “the burden of Southern
history.” This last, frequently encountered phrase is from the title of a
famous study of the South by C. Vann Woodward, who in his time was a
liberal-minded Southern historian.
Arguments can be raised to refute or modify the received account
of Southern history now taught in our public schools and spread by leftist and
neoconservative journalists. One can point to the fact that a crushing federal
tariff falling disproportionately on Southern states contributed to the
sectional hostilities that led to the Southern bid for independence. One can
also bring up the willingness of Southern leaders to free blacks and even to
put them in grey uniforms, as the price of the freedom that Southerners were
seeking from Northern control. And even if one deplores slavery, this
commendable attitude, which was also shared by some Confederate leaders, does
not justify the federal invasion of the South, with all of its attendant
killing and depredation. That invasion took place, moreover, in violation of a
right to secede, with which several states, including Virginia, had entered the
Union.
A comparison is drawn nowadays between two supposedly equivalent
evils, the Old South and Nazi Germany. This comparison has entered the oratory
of the NAACP and the Black Caucus; it has also has appeared with increasing
frequency in social histories that have come from the American historical
profession since the Second World War. A bizarre variation on this comparison,
and one frequently heard from the American political Left, is between the
Holocaust and Southern slavery. First brought up by the historian Stanley
Elkins (when I was still an undergraduate), this seemingly unstoppable
obscenity is resurrected whenever black politicians demand reparations. Not
surprisingly, those who claim that the Holocaust was unique and that comparing
it to any other mass murders, particularly those committed by the Communists,
is an impermissible outrage have never to my knowledge protested the likening
of American slavery or segregation to the ghastliness of Auschwitz.
The benign acceptance of this comparison by would-be
Holocaust-custodians has more to do with leftist political alliances than it
does with any genuine reaction to Nazi atrocities. At the very least, reason
would require us to acknowledge that Southern slave-owners were vitally
concerned about preserving their human chattel, even if they sometimes failed
to show them due Christian charity and concern. Unlike the Nazis, these
slave-owners were not out to exterminate a race of people; nor did Southern
theologians and political leaders deny the humanity of those who served them, a
point that historians Eugene Genovese and Elizabeth Fox-Genovese have
demonstrated at some length.
But all of this has been by way of introduction to the gist of my
remarks. What interests me as a sympathetic outsider looking at your culturally
rich region, goes back to an agonized utterance made by someone at the end of
William Faulkner’s magnificent literary achievement, The Sound and the Fury. The character, Quentin, who has journeyed
from Mississippi to Cambridge, Massachusetts, to study at Harvard, and who will
eventually take his life, tries to convince himself that “No, I don’t hate the
South.” This question is no longer a source of tortured embarrassment, but part
of a multicultural catechism that requires an immediate affirmative answer.
That is to say, every sound-thinking (bien-pensant) respondent is supposed to
hate the “real” South, as opposed to warm-weather resorts that cater to
retirees and in contrast to places commemorating Jimmy Carter and Martin Luther
King. The South, as the location of the Lost Cause and of Confederate war
monuments, is one that we are taught to put out of our minds. It is something
that a sensitive society should endeavor to get beyond—and to suppress.
Looking at this anti-Southernness, in whose filter displaying a
Confederate battle flag, particularly in the South, has been turned into a hate
crime, one may wish to consider the oddness of such an attitude. Why should
those associated with a defeated cause, and one whose combatants were long
admired as heroic even by the victorious side, become moral pariahs for their
descendants? Is there anything startlingly new about our knowledge of Southern
history since the early 1950s, when my public school teachers in Connecticut
spoke with respect about Robert E. Lee and Stonewall Jackson, which would
account for the present condemnation of the same figures? A few years ago,
following my viewing of “Gods and Generals,” a movie that deals with the
personality and military career of Thomas “Stonewall” Jackson, I was struck by
the widespread attacks on the movie director, Ron Maxwell. Apparently this
celebrated director had failed to use his art to expose “Southern racism.”
In fact there was nothing in the movie that suggests any sympathy
for human bondage. In one memorable scene, for example, Jackson’s black
manservant raises a question in the presence of his master, about whether it is
proper to hold a fellow-Christian as a slave. The devout Presbyterian Jackson,
who ponders this question, has no answer for his manservant, with whom he has
just been praying. How any of this constitutes a defense of slavery is for me
incomprehensible, but it does confirm my impression that there is something
peculiarly twisted about the current repugnance for the Old South– and indeed
for any South except for the one reconstructed by federal bureaucrats in the
last fifty years. On visits to Montgomery, Alabama, I have noticed two local
histories, which, like straight lines, never intercept, but nonetheless
confront each other on public plaques. One is associated with the birthplace of
the Confederacy; and the other with the political activities of Martin Luther
King and the distinctly leftist Southern Poverty Law Center. The headquarters
of the SPLC, this watchdog of Political Correctness, stands obliquely down the
street below the state capitol.
It may have been a pipe dream that the two historical narratives,
divided by culture as well as race, could be either bridged or allowed to
function simultaneously. What has happened is entirely different. One of the
two competing narratives, the one about the South as a bigoted backwater until
the triumph of revolutionary forces aided by the federal government changed it,
has not only triumphed but has been used to drive out its rival narrative. It
might have been a happier outcome if Southern whites and Southern blacks could
have agreed on a single narrative that would not demean either race. The second
best outcome would have been if both had retained their accounts of the
Southern past, as separate non-intersecting ones that nonetheless remained
equally appropriate for different groups. The worst outcome, however, is the
one that we now have. It is one in which the descendants of the defeated are
taught to vilify or treat dismissively their ancestors, so that they can
demonstrate their broadmindedness and remorse about past racism. As a result of
this inflicted attitude one is no longer allowed to speak about the South as an
historical region without focusing on its real or alleged sins.
But this has not always been the official situation. Certainly
this was not the case, even in the North, from the years after Reconstruction
up until the second half of the twentieth century, when even veterans of the
Union army praised their former foes. It was also not always the case even
afterwards, as Shelby Foote’s treatment of the losing side in his work on the
Civil War, a classic that has gone through multiple printings, would indicate.
The venting of hate and contempt on the South, as found in such predictably
unfriendly authors as Eric Foner and James McPherson, is a relatively recent
phenomenon. It underscores the fact that the Old South has been defeated twice—and
the second time at the level of historical memory even more disastrously than
in a shooting war that it lost in the 1860s.
The American white South has fallen victim to the “politics of
guilt,” a dreary subject, albeit one on which I have written widely. The Yankee
victors of the 1860s, who overwhelmed the Southerners by virtue of their
numbers and superior industrial power, did considerable wartime damage. They
also subsequently occupied the land of those whom they had vanquished
militarily, but then did something that was equally important. They went home,
and permitted their devastated opponents to rebuild without an occupying army.
What I mean to say is that the first occupation was morally and psychologically
less destructive than the ever deepening humiliation that is going on now.
The first victors were mostly Yankee Protestants, who in some ways
were similar to those they had invaded and occupied. Once the passions of
fratricidal war had cooled, these Yankees were able to view their former enemies
as kindred spirits. Although they were establishing a bourgeois commercial
regime, one that differed from the prevalent Southern way of life, the winning
side had also recruited farmers and those whose culture did not diverge
significantly from that of those who had fought on the Southern side. In a
certain sense Socrates’ observation about Greeks once applied to Americans as
well. While they could fight brutally with each other, they were still
brothers, and so some form of “reconciliation” was eventually possible for the
former enemies. And both North and South came up with a narrative about their
past differences which bestowed honor to the heroes on both sides. This was
possible with the Yankee Unionists, who wished to draw Southerners back into
their community, even after a terrible war had been fought to keep the
Southerners in a Union that they had tried to leave.
But the second civil war seeks the utter humiliation of those who
are seen as opponents of a society that is still being imposed. The Southern
traditionalists from this perspective are particularly obnoxious inasmuch as
they are a full two-steps behind the project in question. Those who insist on
these changes are no longer Victorian capitalists or Methodist and
Congregationalist villagers from the North. They are post-bourgeois social
engineers and despisers of Western civilization, a stage of development that
these revolutionaries identify with discrimination and exclusion.
In Southern traditionalists they see those who are still celebrating
a pre-bourgeois, agrarian, and communally structured world. That world appealed
to hierarchy, place, and family, and its members displayed no special interest
in reaching out to alien cultures. Such ideals and attitudes and the landed,
manorial society out of which they came point back to a nineteenth-century
conservative configuration. For our post-bourgeois leftist intelligentsia, this
point of reference and model of behavior cannot be allowed to persist. It
clashes with feminism and the current civil rights movement, and hinders the
acceptance of a multicultural ambience.
The fact that people like yourselves are still around and still
honoring the national flag of nineteenth-century landed warriors from the
American South might have the effect, or so it is thought, of making others
equally insensitive. Even worse, those who engage in these celebratory rites do
not express the now fashionable “guilt” about members of their race and tribe.
Those being remembered had owned slaves, and they would have denied women, whom
in any case they treated as inherently different from men, equal access to
jobs. Needless to say, non-Westerners are not required to dwell on similar
improprieties among their ancestors or contemporaries, and so they may
celebrate their collective pasts without disclaimers or reservations. The hair
shirt to be worn only fits Western bodies, and in particular impenitent
Southern ones.
It is against this background that one might try to understand the
loathing that the political, journalistic, and educational establishment
reserves for the unreconstructed white inhabitants of the South. You seem to
bother that establishment to a degree that Louis Farrakhan and those
unmistakable anti-white racists, who are often found in our elite universities,
could never hope to equal. You exemplify what the late Sam Francis called the
“chief victimizers” in our victimologically revamped society, an experimental
society that fits well with our increasingly rootless country. But your enemies
are also the enemies of historic Western civilization, or of the West that
existed in centuries past. You may take pride in those whom you honor as your
linear ancestors but equally in the anger of those who would begrudge you the
right to honor them. What your critics find inexcusable is that you are
celebrating your people’s past, which was a profoundly conservative one based
on family and community, and those who created and defended it. For your
conspicuous indiscretions, I salute you; and I trust that generations to come
will take note of your willingness to defy the spirit of what is both a
cowardly and tyrannical age.