On the matter of the pyramids versus a statue of Nathan Bedford Forrest, I've had thoughts recently about buying the stars and bars online. Then I would tie it to the bumper of my SUV, and make a display of cleaning the streets with it.
But these defensive postures about the old statues is just one other small item that inclines me to revise my theory of Trump's election. In general, even going back to the McCain-Palin ticket, I began to suspect that GOP-ers wanted secretly to get even for Watergate -- as if Watergate was simply a political persecution.
Then, with Trump, I came to the conclusion that a mass-psychology of red-state f***-sticks wanted to get even for their "humiliation and suffering" under Obama, choosing the most disgusting "ginger" and "white person" they could imagine and applying the lipstick of justification that he was a "bidnessman" before they put lipstick on the pig at Inauguration. [They all expect us to give it a great big kiss, ya see, because they "elected" him.]
Now, I've come to suspect that they're still trying to get even for the Civil War.
If anyone has teenagers or precocious middle-schoolers ambitious to move their verbal and expression skills to a notch above the so-called President's, I've had two books and a film in mind recently.
The film only supplies an analog to what the book author is doing. In the sequel "Hannibal," the psychiatrist-turned-cannibal sets a table for Clarice and her FBI boss. He has cut the latter's skull-cap, to expose his brain, and the FBI man is still eager for dinner and oblivious to the exposed nature of his brain. Hannibal feeds him a sliver of brain after sauteeing it in a pan. The FBI man is saying "Oh, Clarice! You should try some! Delicious!"
That seems to be what Mark Twain was doing with his book "Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court." Sir Walter Scott's chivalric novels were popular in the ante-bellum South. Twain asserted that it was Scott's drivel that encouraged the Confederates to fight the war. This, of course, would remind you of Susan Rice and the Benghazi attack -- she was merely speculating about multiple causes for it, and she was pilloried for "misleading the public.
So Twain publishes this book, which would have your high-schoolers (or anyone) laughing and rolling on the floor at the medieval characters. Perhaps the southerners might have been inclined to purchase the book, hoping it to be more of the same. And after making themselves sore with laughter, they reach the last chapter in which the main character mows down all the knights in armor with a Gatling gun.
The second book is also a Mark Twain work -- "Pudd'n'head Wilson." It is a murder mystery, with the plot beginning some decades earlier with two babies swapped by their Aunt Jemima nanny at birth. And, with the development of the characters, one could see that one of them has certain Trumpian attributes, but not that of being lily-white, as he would have imagined or -- for that matter -- as Trump imagines.
Mark Twain was at least 100 years ahead of his time. He was 200 or 300 years ahead of Donald Trump.
Anyway -- screw the Confederacy and all the simpletons that think their ancestors deserve such honor. Hannibal Lecter deserves more.