RIP PDBD

Fellows,

War is an ugly thing.

In times such as these, honorable and upstanding men are put upon to make decisions that sometimes leave the taste of turned chitlins our mouths. We walk a path that we chose but was also chosen for us; we make our choices from those presented.

Just now I have ordered a tactical strike on the South Cumberland Gap after learning that PDBD and his ragged crew of outlaws were holed up in a cave there. They put up a small fight but were ultimately exterminated.

In civil war choices are all the more distasteful. We are presented with those who we once addressed as brothers, and must learn that though they look the same, they have nevertheless transformed into mortal enemies. So it was with PDBD. Some might think it a contradiction to call for Southern unity and then kill a great Southerner. We do not expect those outside our special culture to understand. But such is the logic of the Dirty South. Here, in the last bastion of the electric chair, retributive justice is the rule of law. He who would kill another Southerner must be killed. Justice has been served.

We look forward now to a period of healing and celebration in the South. Memphis will soon be home to a commemorative statue of PDBD, standing over Biden's prone body, ready to strike, but stabbed in the back by a wrathful Reverend Wright.

God damn America.

TRW