From: HK Edgerton <>
Date: Fri, Aug 24, 2012
Subject: Pictures from JPB SCV RNC Media day / An Open Report: Faces of the Southern Voter

An Open Report

In an event deemed the Faces of the Southern Voter, a media event that the press corps decided to boycott, hosted by the Judah P. Benjamin Camp of the Sons of Confederate Veterans, turned out to be one of the most informative days I have experienced in my time on earth. It would be a day that was not meant to be political, but one that spoke about the desires, aspirations, hopes and dreams of Southern folk through the eyes of prominent Southerners who pulled the lever for those who come to govern them.
The Honorable K.R. Lombardia would give to those present a history lesson on the importance of Spanish immigrants in the South and her rich multi-cultural history.
The Honorable Mark Schnonbrun would speak to the same and go on to highlight much the same about the Southern Jew, and how they view Presidential candidates positions on honoring the service of yesterdays veterans.
The Honorable Native American Jerry Little would speak about the contributions of the Native American to the Southland of America, and what kind of man could earn their trust, and what he needed to say to secure that trust.
The Honorable Ms. Lunelle Siegel would speak about the South’s most sacred treasure, " the Southern woman", the things about her that makes the South unique, and their desires in the 21st century.
The Honorable Captain Phil Walters would not only speak about the Southerners special relationship with the land and the conservation of it, but also about the concerns of Southerners about the future.
The Honorable  attorney David R. McCallister would be the Moderator of the days events and would speak about surrounding himself with those who wish to utilize their abilities to teach an objective history of the South.
At the end of the event, I would speak about the thousands of voters across the South, Red, Yellow, Black, and White that I have interacted with, and the kinds of strategies that I felt that any candidate must put forth to earn their trust.  However, when the media ignored us and our voices, we determined not to let it get the best of us, picked up the Southern Cross, placed ourselves in positions along the side of the road and began an exercise to uplift the spirits of our Southern family.  As my arm began to ache after so much waving to those who would pass us by, I knew that we had done just that. It was apparent to all, that it mattered not about the desires of Southern folks, it was about pomp and ceremony of the snake oil salesmen who would come again to sell us out.