For those that keep saying our military would not fire on US Civilians would do well to remember when they did. My Great Grandfather was a captain in the Virginia militia.
We lived real close to Shiloh when I was a little kid & my
parents made a point to carry me over to the battlefield on
several occasions. The Bloody Pond was a very dark, dark
old blood red-brownish back then where men from both sides
crawled to wash off their wounds or to die. I’m 70; and the
color faded gradually over time, but it is still a bit blood
tinged - or was last time I was there which has been a while. - My sixth great grandparents did have several slaves
down in the Georgia Territory before it became a state. My
fifth great grandfather married a Cherokee woman & his
mother pitched a fit. His Daddy gave him an early
inheritance, several thousand dollar’s worth of gold. He
& his wife got on a riverboat and came up to a town on the
Tennessee River. (That’s why we ended up in Tennessee, so I
guess anything has a purpose - even human orneriness.) I
guess orneriness runs in our family. I wonder what she
would have done if my 5th great grandfather had married one
of the female slaves. :o)