Monday, December 11, 2017

note about copperhead, the film. r. felt asleep, asked how it ends. i said i dint realize how the pacifists in the north were called copperheads and how they were hated, ostracized, reviled, denied, and set upon by mobs, and how lincoln even if it was to put an end to slavery, set americans against americans, and instituted the draft, down to the age the predators now are accused of molesting young kids. 
at least slavery ended they say we say, but it never did, it morphed and migrated, and became a police state with slave markets, prisons, here and around the planet.
the film ends, though, on a sweetly optimistic note. after the pacifists home is burned to the ground and the daughter of the head of the mob and girlfriend of the pacifist's son who defied the father and went south to war is found unconscious in the root cellar and the head of the mob after finding her locket in the ashes hangs himself and the pacifist's son returns with one arm to marry the rescued mob leader's daughter, the whole town comes to rebuild the pacifists house.
which is one thing that can happen.
before the coming together at the end for healing and re-building the pacifist son of the warlike father who hung himself said at his funeral over and over, is that loving your neighbor? i thought, man, that's it, it all starts there, and i thought, after the natives were conquered and the africans enslaved, we turned on ourselves. it seems we always find enemies and ways of profiting from misery, even our neighbors'.

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