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Book Review: Can the South Survive?
by Terry Phillips
18 December 2003
[Michael Andrew Grissom, The Rebel Press, ISBN 0-9628099-1-8, 676 pages]
Like so many Southerners, I have long been a fan of Michael Andrew Grissom's books. He has great power in his pen, power that stokes fire in my Southern heart. His book Southern By The Grace Of God was singularly responsible for my becoming involved in White Southern Nationalism. I found a photo of my own Confederate grandfather on pg. 19 of When The South Was Southern. I thought The Last Rebel Yell was so good that I bought several copies of it just to give away. Right off the bat I strongly recommend that ya'll buy several copies of Grissom's newest book and spread them around to friends and family. This is a book that every White Southerner has to read and one that every American should read.
Can The South Survive? is not about glorious battles and lost causes. It is not about a mythical land of legend, and land of song. It is not a wonderfully nostalgic pictorial review of times gone by. This book will not cause you to smile and stare off into the distances of fond memory. Continuing, in part, upon the themes that he established in the final chapters of The Last Rebel Yell, Grissom's latest work will bring bile to the back of your throat. It contains every bitter pill swallowed by the White South. Here is every slight borne by us, every insult endured by us, every social-engineering nightmare delivered upon us by those oppressors of our White Christian civilization: The government of the United States of America. Then, worse, are those White Southerners named herein who sometimes willingly, and sometimes unwittingly, acted as collaborators in the continuing destruction of the White South.
There are no magnolia blossoms here. No scent of jasmine upon the morning air; you'll find tear gas instead and fear. This book aches with a deep seated fear of doom for a once noble people who now seem hell bent upon their own destruction. A people perhaps soon lost forever, lost of their desire to go along to get along.
Writes the author, "What we have, I fear, is a people who have forgotten who they are."
'Can The South Survive?" is extremely broad in scope. Grissom begins the book with a brief description of what a Southerner is and some of our unique history. Then, the author draws from an extensive bibliography copious references and uses them like cutting blades to lay bare modern liberalism and the malignant anti-White American culture it has spawned. He traces the injection of liberal malignancy into the Christian church. The emasculation and dispossession of the White male, a degenerate public morality, and America's insanely suicidal immigration laws are among his subjects. Grissom doesn't only flay liberals, he also takes to task the so called conservatives in the 'Party of Lincoln' for the false face they've presented to the White South. The face of truth is often ugly, and the visage of the Republican party is hideous indeed for it has ill served the White Southern people. The very people who have stupidly enabled the GOP's recent rise to prominence.
There is no silver lining in this book. But, it does end with a final challenge that, if met, could stave off White Southern oblivion.
Much more than just a tirade of personal opinion, this book is very well researched with a great many references cited. Rarely has there been a book written on these subjects available in the popular domain with such an authoritative bibliography.
A good book should challenge you as well as educate you. 'Can The South Survive?' does both. I must say that for some this book will be like a particularly unpleasant but necessary medicine. Some 'head in the sand' types may blanche at Grissom's open, in fact, blunt dissertations on racial issues. Could it be that those who react this way do so because they have been in denial about the true nature of the racial situation we find ourselves in? The author diagrams how we don't allow ourselves to even talk about race in his chapter called "The Iron Curtain Of Silence." How many White Americans have permitted themselves to think through what racial integration actually means in the real world over a period of time? Do they truly understand that the one inevitable result of integration is racial amalgamation? Is that what ya'll want? Are ya'll prepared for that?
To paraphrase Grissom, he asks, 'Do we White Southerners, and by extension all White people, have the right to exist?' If you answer that we do, then what? Doesn't knowledge imply responsibility?
Michael Grissom does not shy away from facing the issues no matter how painful may be their lessons. From the planned destruction for even the remnants of the culture of the Old South, implemented by the federal court system, to the armed invasions of the Southern cities and campuses by federal troops in the 1950's and 1960's, Grissom takes them on. He follows the slime trail of Marxist political correctness and our unfortunate acquiescence to it.
In this very profound work Grissom does not take the Jew originators of the slime trail to task by name often or strongly enough for me. But, do not misunderstand, Grissom is not afraid to name the Jew, he does, but it is not the modus or theme of this book. The intent of the book is broader, the scope is wider. We have more enemies than just the Jew.
The author's agony at our situation is palpable, "The silence under which the White man is compelled to toil is much like a sword fight in which one of the combatants is not allowed to use his sword. Until the White man of the South learns to draw a line over which none dare step, he can expect only additional abuse. And frankly, I don't see him reaching for his sword." Further, "And this defeat of the West will have been accomplished, not by superior strength or civilization, . . ., not by the "forces of history," but simply by the feckless generosity and moral cowardice of the West itself."
Grissom holds a mirror and bids us to, "Look at yourself," and confront what we see. If we White Southerners were once such a stalwart folk, why are we so weak kneed now? Are we already dead inside and just waiting for our bodies to catch up? At one time most any White Southern man would fight for what he believed was right, be it in a duel or in battle. Presently our strongest reaction to all this effrontery is to shrug our shoulders and grunt unhappily.
Anymore, we seem to get outraged at everything and do nothing. When the liberals lose at the polls, they proceed as though they'd actually won. They end up winning through sheer persistence, a persistence drawn from a sure certitude in their cause while we, we waffle and fight amongst ourselves. We struggle and vie over the merest scraps dispensed from our liberal/Jew master's hands while we lay supinely at his feet under his damn table, once ours! And when our masters abuse us, we kiss the hands that smite us and beg forgiveness.
"Not surprisingly," states Grissom," the inversion (of the Southern culture) is nearly complete."
Are we White Southerners of this current generation to grant the enemies of God, liberty, and the White race our final surrender? Are we to then go and hide in a dark place, out of history's way, and whimper pathetically over our plight until finally we disappear, and good riddance? Or might there perhaps be left deep within us enough of Patrick Henry to rend the heavens with our indignation at being put upon? Is there enough of Thomas 'Stonewall' Jackson inside of us to be eager to close with the foe because we KNOW to the core of the marrow of our bones that our cause is righteous and that righteousness matters? Can there be enough of Robert E. Lee left in us to live our lives as moral people so as to deserve our survival and prosperity as a people?
Michael Andrew Grissom writes, "The South must reclaim its virtue, its honor, its sense of decorum. As a province, the South will wither. As an independent nation, it can survive."
DEO VINDICE!
TERRY PHILLIPS
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