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Thanks SSAM

Date: 01 June, 2011

By: Chief

Imagen that We the People have just recently celebrated "Memorial Day" I thought it would be appropriate to thank "SSAM" (pronounced as 'Sam') for not just defending us, oh no, but for being willing to die for us and our Constitution. So a big thank you to our:

And now you know what "SSAM" means. Isn't enlightenment grand? I think it is.

A history lesson for us all

Believe me I need this one just as much as you do. Quoting Wikipedia:

"The first known observance of a Memorial Day-type observance was in Charleston, South Carolina in 1865; freedmen (freed enslaved Africans) commemorated and celebrated at the Washington Race Course, today the location of Hampton Park, and each year thereafter. African Americans founded what was then called "Decoration Day," now referred to as Memorial Day, at the graveyard of 257 Union soldiers and labeled the grave site "Martyrs of the Race Course," on May 1, 1865.

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"During the last months of the [American Civil] war the Confederate Army turned the Washington race course [in Charleston, South Carolina] into an open air prison. And in that open air prison in the in-field of the horse track about 260 odd Union soldiers had died of disease and exposure. And they were buried in un-marked graves behind the grandstand of the race track. And by the way, there was no more important and symbolic site in low country planter slave holding life than their race track. The black folks of Charleston got organized. They knew about all this. They went to the site. They re-interred the buried men. They couldn't mark them with names. They didn't have any names. Then they made them proper graves. They built a fence around the cemetery. And over an archway they painted the inscription: "Martyrs of the Race Course." And then on May 1, 1865 they held a parade of 10,000 people on the race track led by 3,000 black children carrying arms full of roses singing John Brown’s Body. As many as could fit got into the grave site. Five black preachers read from scripture. A children's choir sang the national anthem, America the Beautiful, and several spirituals. And then they broke from that and did what essentially you or I do on Memorial Day: They ran races, listened to speeches, the troops marched back and forth, and they held picnics. This was the first Memorial Day. African-Americans invented Memorial Day in Charleston, South Carolina. What you have there is black Americans recently freed from slavery announcing to the world with their flowers, their feet, and their songs what the War had been about. What they basically were creating was the Independence Day of a Second American Revolution" [by: David Blight, Professor of American History at Yale University, who told the story of the first Memorial Day].

I have got to admit that until I read this — I had no idea. Wow. It is pretty cool, I will tell you that. They did what we do each and every Memorial Day. Okay, now my conscience is clear.

Political contempt

Decoration Day or as it became known — Memorial Day has done quite well on its own. It is ... er ... was observed on May 30th for-darn-near-ever. Then our meddlesome scurvy curs in Congress got into the act in 1968 by passing the "Uniform Monday Holiday Act (Pub.L. 90-363)." Once signed the law took effect 01 January, 1971.

At the time both Nixon and the scurvy curs in Congress were in a fix. Nixon because of Watergate and simply because he was Richard M. Nixon. The scurvy curs in Congress because of taking so bloody long to impeach Nixon (as he so deserved to be impeached) and the Vietnam War was still sapping our blood. This bill would give We the People straight 3 day weekends instead of recognizing the absolute importance of this very special holiday. So naturally the scurvy curs and Nixon did exactly what they thought We the People would want — more time off. As usual their best laid plan went and got laid. Nixon resigned just before he would have been impeached and Congressional (Curs) representatives, from both sides of the aisle, got slaughtered at reelection time. That brought a smile to my face.

I'll tell you what I think we need to do (you knew I'd do this) is to simply repeal the Uniform Monday Holiday Act. All would then be right. No more Monday created three day weekends. Suits me just fine though the 'soccer moms' and their ilk would be more than a little ticked. Who cares about them anyway? Me neither.

Tradition versus soccer moms

I am not a traditionalist. If a tradition serves a viable purpose — keep it. But, if a tradition serves only itself then I say scrap it. And pertaining to Memorial Day it serves an actual purpose. An important purpose. As such Memorial Day should remain observed on its traditional day of May 30.

On the other hand what the scurvy curs in Congress and Nixon did was self serving. Quoting Wikipedia:

"The [law] moved Memorial Day from its traditional May 30 date to the last Monday in May. The law took effect at the federal level in 1971. The Veterans of Foreign Wars (VFW) and Sons of Union Veterans of the Civil War (SUVCW) advocate returning to the original date, although the significance of the date is tenuous. The VFW stated in a 2002 Memorial Day Address:

" 'Changing the date merely to create three-day weekends has undermined the very meaning of the day. No doubt, this has contributed a lot to the general public's nonchalant observance of Memorial Day'.

"Since 1987, Hawaii's Senator Daniel Inyuoe, a World War II veteran, has introduced a measure to return Memorial Day to its traditional date.

However I do not believe the legislated 3 day weekend shall be sent to the legislative scrap yard any time soon. I can just here those scurvy curs in Congress:

'Screw the SSAMs. We gotta keep those soccer moms happy. Reelection time is coming up and we need all those soccer moms to vote for us'.

Scumbags.

Epilogue

So there you have it. What any enemy could not do — defeat us — the scurvy curs in Congress, Nixon and soccer moms accomplished. All without firing a single shot. They defeated a noble tradition for a noble group of people, our:

And that, in and of itself, is a pretty sorry commentary.

So my fellow SSAMs, before I fire up the grill, allow me to uncork my very most favorite drink in the whole word — Sioux City Sarsaparilla — and offer a toast to the finest group of men and women the world has ever seen — our SSAMs, the living and the dead.

Hear ... hear.

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