By Walt Garlington Jeremy Matthews entered his Northern Virginia home,A typical deracinated Southern creature,Pleased with another day’s work at the DHS,Undermining threats to the Establishment in D.C.On came the lights, on came the television.The imagery of the news glided smoothly across the screen,Following the script he and his colleagues had sketched.Most of it was easy …
By Walt Garlington Lee’s tormentorsLack none of the demonic rageOf past persecutors –Dismembering him and his steedPiece by piece, as they alsoCut Christ’s martyrs apartOne joint at a time;Heating the furnaceTo infernal degreeLike Nebuchadnezzar’sDisgraceful menFor the Three Holy Youths.Defying their hatred,His face glowed in the fireWith sad nobility –Foolish souls! You have confounded yourselves,Making manifest …
June is a beautiful time of year. It marks the beginning of summer with its sunny adventures, pleasure of eating watermelon and catching lightnin’ bugs, and long, lazy days with friends and family. It’s also the month in which my oldest son was born (16 years ago this year, in fact), and includes some important …
By Walt Garlington The Confederate StatesNeither denied the Holy TrinityNor Christ’s divinity. They rejected the stumbling blocksOf cold deismAnd wild pantheism. They never invadedAnother country’s landTo pillage all near to hand. Those gentlemen did notCarpet-bomb a townOr nuke Asian ground. No one can accuse themOf starvation of civiliansBy economic sanctions, Of launching regime change ops,Or …
By Walt Garlington Was there really chaos in the world?It seemed distant to Constantius Lee,Riding amidst the mountains’ beautiful scenes. But that turmoil, unhappily, was all too real,The combined Ukraine-Taiwan War had gone amiss,Predictably, thanks to DC’s lunatic analysts. The union had collapsed; survival was a struggle.Violence and disorder held heavy swayIn many States. Seeing …