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personally, i TRULY wonder how many TENS of MILLIONS they would happily KILL to keep the west & south under the bootheel of the racist,arrogant,anti-semetic,statist,socialist,PC,self-righteous damnyankee elites PERMANENTLY????....stand watie

(Just as your proud Confederate namesake, methinks from this statement that you, too, might be the last to surrender. :)

I saw HK Edgerton walking through Brevard, NC this morning, and stopped and shook his hand and talked to him for a while....snopercod

I am green with envy, John (Edgerton is one of those rare people with whom I would give just about anything to spend an afternoon in conversation). Can you share with us anything that he said?

J.J. Johnson had a short (but very positive) article on SierraTimes about Edgerton a while ago. I initially read it only because I have tremendous respect for Johnson, but have since developed great respect for Edgerton as well.

Jesse Jackson has made a name as a black ‘leader’ through promoting class envy, inciting hatred among racial/ethnic groups, extorting racial preferences and financial bribes from big business, and lining his pockets in a (bogus) crusade for equality. Yet the mainstream media hails him as a hero. I would love to know exactly what he has sacrificed in order to deserve that distinction.

Edgerton is everything that Jackson merely claims to be (including, but not confined to, intelligent), and the mainstream media despises him. He stands (often on his own) against the rich and powerful, decries (not only in words, but by deeds) the evil elements of our society (drug dealers, violent criminals), and confronts them face-to-face in order to weed out the seamier elements of society so that the poor might have a better chance at genuine (as opposed to politically prescribed) equality.

While glibly spouting his lies or exaggerations about racial oppression and the fight for (his bigoted brand of) equality, Jackson charges an arm and a leg for speeches, travels first class, wears designer suits, and will not disclose the financial records of his Rainbow Coalition.

On the opposite end of the courage/integrity spectrum, Edgerton is not financially benefiting from his cause (as a matter of fact, he is devoting many of his own meager resources to it), is putting his own health and financial well-being on the line, and is getting down in the trenches with the poor and disadvantaged people whose cause he has taken up.

A while ago, when Edgerton publicly saluted the statue of Robert E. Lee, he completed the winning of my heart. :) -- and I know for sure that Lee would have returned the salute.

~ joanie

First let me say that I had no idea who HK Edgerton was prior to yesterday. I just saw this older black gentleman wearing a crusty campaign hat and carrying a Confederate flag walking along the sidewalk in the opposite direction to which we were driving. My wife apparently had read something in the local paper and thought he lived in Asheville (about 30 miles from us), which turned out to be correct.

She has a Confederate Flag (license plate) on the front of her Toyota, and traffic was moving slowly. When HK saw the license plate, he stopped, snapped to attention, and smartly saluted. We waved back. (He must have been in the military to know how to salute like he did.)

Needless to say, I was very intrigued at that point - verging on cognitive dissonance. I told my wife, "If a white man tried that, there would be a riot. The police would drag him off to jail for being a racist."

After I dropped off my wife at one place, and went back through town to where I was going, and tje man and his flag were now standing by the entrance to Brevard College, at a main intersection in town.

When we were done with all our errands, I vowed to pull into the College and stop and talk to the man. But as we headed that way, here he came walking East along Hwy 64 back toward Asheville, so I pulled (careened) across two lanes of traffic into a gas station and waited for him.

I said "Hey", introduced myself, and told him that I just wanted to meet him. He introduced himself and we shook hands. I asked him if he was walking all the way to Asheville, and he said, "No, I walked from Asheville to Texas once, but this time I have a car down the road."

I asked him what he was doing, and he said something about "showing the liberals in this town" that we are all proud of our heritage. I really can't remember his exact words - I was too shocked at hearing a black man talk about liberals that way. But he was intelligent and articulate.

At this point I was starting to get a clue that this was not just an old crazy man.

I asked him how he was received as he walked across the South, and his eyes lit up and he said, "It was glorious. Whites and blacks both responded to what I was trying to do, and agreed with me that we all have a common heritage that we need to protect"...or words to that effect. "I only had trouble in one place, where the police tried to run me out of town. The mayor fired that man the next day."

I said that the Civil War was a dark time in America's history, and HK agreed, but added it was a dark time in the history of the world. He mentioned that the blacks here in the US should thank God that they weren't still suffering in Africa.

Well that was about it. Had I known who he was, I would have walked with him a while and talked some more. I thanked him, and he thanked me for stopping to talk to him, and we shook hands again. He doffed his hat to my wife.

When I got back in the car, I had my wife write down his name (I suffer from CRS), and my thought was, "I'll bet this guy is somewhere on Free Republic.", which he was.

His hat looked like it might have been fine leather at one time. Now it looked like the bleached skin of a dead cow which had died somewhere out in the desert. It was heavily stained from sweat around the middle and down the brim, and sported a couple of those silver acorns that cavalry officers had on their hats. The hatband was missing.

You can't buy a hat like that, you have to make one with dust and your own sweat.