We were talking about Lee's former chattel and their emigration to Liberia. Try to stay on track.
Ah yes, liberation. When the north did so much to help them out.
I understand. Much better that they remain in slavery, right?
We were talking about Lee’s former chattel and their emigration to Liberia. Try to stay on track.
Yes, you idiot, we were talking about the difference between Lee’s treatment of his people and the bastards in the Segregationist movement that wanted to send them there hell or high water. People like Lincoln’s political mentor, Henry Clay, who led the movement.
Thought you might like this, a scene from Deadwood in a scene from the late 1870s. Even the Hollywood liberal writers knew what a shithole Liberia was:
“Make me know you sweet, God-fearing and truthful like I wanted my boy to be,” Lou demands, but Odell won’t play along. “Back from where you send him,” he says, full of sarcasm, “raising up to a man, safe amongst his own.”
Lou says right, in Liberia, where he would be free.
“Free?” Odell laughs. “Sheeeit.” His mama gets pissed, but Odell goes right on dishing it out. He says, fine, there was no field work there, since they had actual Africans to do that, but it was “hot till you can’t breathe. Nothing ever be dry. Hate the air. Hate the breathing in and out.”
You think it was a land of milk and Honey, because your boy Abe wanted to stick em ALL in there?