The term 'sore loser' springs to mind. Well, ol' Innes should have remembered that sometimes you start things that jess don't turn out quite like ya planned.
It's really beyond pathetic when a tiny minority of rebellious malcontents solely dwell on a foolish, irrational phobia, which is their all consuming preoccupation of somehow reversing the historic outcome of the Civil War, instead of focusing on the dangers being inflicting on this country on the domestic front and abroad. Maybe this obvious neurosis is their method of not facing today's world?
Very flippant answer, but easily met.
Tell ya what, N-S baby, we'll arrange to change places. We'll arrange for a couple million Southerners to occupy the upper Midwest, with extra-special attention to "Land o' Lincoln" -- we'll burn Springfield and about half of Chicago to the ground (only the "dual-use" buildings and "enemy infrastructure" like the big buildings in downtown -- they ought to be able to see the upper floors of the Sears Tower burning all the way to Traverse City), and make a point of humiliating anyone wearing even a pair of military or police trousers. We'll rough up your womenfolk while you watch, post handbills calling them "women of the town, plying their avocations", and import an alien population to batten on you and serve as your political masters. We'll impress on you that you have lost, that you are no longer citizens or Americans but occupied meat and drink for new masters.
Then we'll get back to you and see if you're still feeling like a smartass.
How do you know HE started it? You know that most of the soldiers were just poor farmers, and judging by the man's obviously poor grammar, he probably was!
This is really beneath you to throw out cheap shots. My purpose in posting the song is not that I agreed with all of it's sentiments, but to show the man's obvious pain.