Wednesday, September 18, 2024

Let's call this entry: the house that the Knytes built

While I slept quite peaceful previous night at the Black's Creek Rest area south of Boise on I-84
Today was an eye πŸ‘ opener.
Much of the VA had me registered with the VA just couldn't find my Military records.  The old tag of that if you say Military Intelligence is a misnomer. It doesn't have a clue. Add to that if your of Southern ancestry you are shunned or at least seen as a prostitute woman in Church.
That being that, what if there was a place that did cater to those Southern Veterans? Both domestic as well as the Confederacy? 
How about a place call it the Southern Veteran Home. Where the good parts of the Union are observed and Dixie traditions were taught and respected?
It takes someone who has been in both camps to understand what I am ratchetjawing about. Darned if you do darned if you don't.  
All too many children are taught historical lies rather than the distasteful truth. The domestic Union of these American States πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έ only know one side of a conflict that erupted due to mere greed. The Yankee's stele the south said enough and the cannon balls started flying. 800,000 men boys and even civilian sympathizers died in that conflict and to date nobody from the Northern Union has ever been called on the carpet or investigated for war crimes. There needs to be a rekoning and resolve of those Crimes and as it has always has been the Hazzard County Knytes and the WolfPack are in that fight. I am one of many who go homeless, hungry and destitute in that fight. We fight the system. It is stated in the lyrics of our theme song, it's our culture and the saga continues. 
Now I am only one person.  Of some 400,000 that belong to the Mountain West Confederacy as well as having my roots firmly planted in Southern DiXiE soil.
What if there was a home or at least a domicile to house and feed πŸ€” us? 
The answer in my next entry. 

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