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Mississippi Burning
Anyone who saw the film Mississippi Burning should find this rather interesting. Talk about a long time coming....
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That was a very good movie, telling a sad but tragic tale. After all these years, I'm glad some justice, albeit late will be served. In this day and age of DNA testing, I think we'll be seeing more and more of these type of situations. Good for them.
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'bout time.
Remindsme of m'boy from Jackson, Mike Moore. A tenacious, hard-working and honest AG. |
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good. i hope he fries....
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The late 1950s and early 1960s were a high point of the American culture. However, this is a reminder that everything was great. There were some very dark places in those years, too.
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Yes, I found that statement rather confusing as well. Scratches head...
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maybe she ment "wasn't"... dunno
Last edited by mzsmbs; 01-07-2005 at 10:01 PM. |
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Two of those murdered boys were college kids from my home state of New Hampshire - murdered for the crime of registering black people to vote. It was one of the most shocking things that ever happened in New Hampshire, a very small state where everyone knows everyone else, especially in the '60s when it was a very rural state. The way those pigs threw their bodies in a swamp like garbage, the shock that the murders were mostly police officers, the all white juries of pigs who let those other pigs off, all of it was burned into every mind in New Hampshire. Given the chance, we would have invaded them again and burnt their plantations to the ground a second time. The 60s a high point of culture? Not on your life.
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And you know if two of those kids weren't white (Jews in this case, at least one of which came from a prominent family as I recall), it would've gone virtually unnoticed along with untold numbers of similar incidents. Here is a link that describes the role this scumbag played in the incident: Edgar Ray Killen.
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They were New York kids who went to college in New Hampshire at Keene State College, a small teacher's college out in the woods. Their parents owned summer camps in NH, and they were typical idealistic academic types, very naive about the country they lived in. The story was in the paper there for 10 years. People were so outraged it was unbelievable.
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too bad we who remain are the only one's who get to enjoy the justice which was paid for by the blood and terror of the murdered. i cannot imagine the anguish felt by the parents of the boys who were murdered nor the terror which must have racked the victims in the last and painful moments of thier short lives.
they were doing the right thing by promoting democracy for all, even in the face of evil intent and even if the beneficiaries of thier sacrifice chose not to practice this freedom. they bravely gave thier lives for the freedom of thier brethren. in that, there is nobility. in that, there is honor. those who would dismiss the value of thier sacrifice by criticizing thier mission, heap dishonor on themselves and as time passes will reap razor sharp justice. |
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As a young boy, my family and I lived in Philadelphia, MS. We moved there about 4-5 years after this incident happened. We were Yankees, strangers in a strange land.
Philadelphia, MS is the town in which this tragic event happened. It was and is a very small town of just thousands of people. The sheriff (Lawrence Rainey) was still around town (he was acquitted by trial) and his deputy (Cecil Price) was still in the federal penitentiary when we lived there -- Price's wife and family lived just down the street from us and my older sister played with his kid. The bodies of the slain civil rights workers were found in an earthen dam (containing the log pond) on the land of Weyerhaeuser Co., the company which my dad worked for during his entire career. My dad was the manager of the sawmill. My parents always thought many of the millworkers to be Klansmen. Back then you didn't ask questions. As a Yankee, you just treaded lightly. In 1973 we were transferred back to the Northwest. I lost my deep south accent within a year. As a first grader, I still remember the other kids teasing me about it. My parents were very glad to be out of there. Cheers, Gerry Lawrence Rainey (left) and Cecil Price (right) Price and Rainey at their arraignment. Last edited by gerryvz; 01-08-2005 at 02:10 AM. |
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