Celebrating Heros and Virginia

by Ross Catrow

Today is a holiday unique to Virginia: Lee-Jackson Day. Lee-Jackson Day often confuses non-Virginians and Northerners — my father included. “How can you celebrate, even honor, those men” he would say. “They chose the wrong side.” With Lee and Jackson so firmly planted on Virginia’s side of the Mason-Dixon line, doesn’t that plant them on the same side as racism and bigotry? No, I don’t think so.

Lee-Jackson day is about two things. The first is celebrating two great Virginians who were amazing military strategist, models of duty and honor, and strong Christian leaders. Secondly Lee-Jackson day celebrates pride in being Southern. What does that mean exactly? A lot of people have claimed to be proud Southerners and they turned out to be fascist idiots. I’m not talking about those people. Today, while reading RVABlogs James Atticus Bowden over at Bacon’s Rebellion had this to say about Southernness:

Southern culture isn’t about being a sovereign nation. Southern culture isn’t about race any more for the White majority. Southern culture is about Christian identity with Bible reading and believing, as well as absolute, unchanging, truths in the Ten Commandments, Declaration of Independence, and Constitution, extended families, love of land, sense of place, men are men and women are women, honor, personal freedom, more fun-loving than money/work-driven, admiration for the military and willingness to fight.

I think this is an excellent, and perhaps one of the best I’ve read, descriptions of Southern culture. There are some powerful things to be proud of in that statement. How can you not get excited about a culture that values things like the Declaration of Independence, the Constitution, family, land, and personal freedom? Whether or not the statements on Christianity apply to you (they do for me) there is a ton of great stuff in there!

If you read this blog ever you know how I love a strong and independent state government. It isn’t just that. I love Virginia. I love that I can feel proud to be a Virginian. I love that I feel related, somehow, to my fellow Virginians. It is a strange and intangible feeling (I guess most feelings are?), but whenever I think about it, it gets me excited.

So that is what Lee-Jackson day means to me and makes me sad when people see it as a symbol of hate and racism. Because it’s not.

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