My Flag

My Flag

By Joe Harrison

I am about as much of an American patriot as a person can be. I literally get tears of pride in my eyes when I write about the citizen soldiers of Baltimore, fighting the British infantry all night, as Fort McHenry was bombed without mercy on that fateful night back in 1814.

I still remember getting choked up to the point of not being able to speak when I watched the American flag being raised at the gold medal ceremonies at the Olympic games in 1980 when the unlikely American hockey team defeated the world.

I have always been proud of our flag and everything it represented. Unfortunately I have become ashamed of the government that now hides behind it. I have become ashamed of the generation of shame that now calls themselves progressive Americans when in truth, they are nothing more than socialist.

From this point forward, the flag that I will now follow, the one that will fly in front of my house will be the flag of the confederacy.

No, it is not a sign of racism or support of slavery; it is a sign of protest to what is currently going on in this country. As soon as the country is given back to the people, I will remove the confederate flag and replace it with an American one.

During the American Revolution, my ancestors were referred to as Rebels. During the American civil war, my ancestors were once again referred to as Rebels. Go ahead, call me a Rebel if you will, I will actually take pride in that title.

This is more than a southern gesture; it is a gesture for all of us who are in protest of the actions of the current Administration.

Join me if you have the will and the guts.