(Editor's note - Neill Payne
is the Executive Director of the "Southern Legal Resource Center"
[SLRC] and the referenced Bill Rolen is a notoriously open racist from Tennessee
- this unsolicited message appears exactly as it was received except for
bold text and notation of Payne's derogatory terms for Black and Native
Southerners)
Subject: Rolen and the "Southern" Ring
Date: Tue, 22 Jul 1997 12:57:59 -0400
From: SLRC <slrc@cheta.net>
Organization: Southern Legal Resource Center
To: mkelley@gcip.net, scvecho@dixie-net.com
To Mike Kelly;
It has been some time since I have witnessed a more pretentious person
in action. Your attack on the Tennessee Division for their honorable support
of a REAL Southerner, viz. Bill Rolen, is as stunning a display of frozen
effrontery as I have ever seen. Who are you to presume so much?
You, what ever you are, are in thought and deed exactly like the sanctimonious
Yankee bastards from whom "our" ancestors sought to seceed. We
just can't seem to get shed of you people.
Oh now, don't start telling me what a Southerner you are and trotting
out your pedigree again. I've seen it. I only need to see the fruit to know
what kind of tree I am looking at.
Speaking of trees, I think of woods and speaking of woods makes me
think of woodpiles. Speaking of woodpiles makes me think what might be in
them. I've often suspected multi-culti maniacs like you of harboring
an Aborigine in the arborage. In your case it is a red wood instead
of a black gum. No matter. The fact is that (to mix the metaphore also)
you have a little horse manure in the ice cream and you want us to
pretend it's just chocolate chips.
You also want us to pretend that our ancestors liked horse manure in
the ice cream too. Those whom you find don't have quite your taste, you
accuse them of food-purity-ism and of being a-historical vestiges of anachronistic,
gastronomical imperialism.
But, if you know anything about the old South, you know how much store
they set by "who your people were." You know Cuffy (Payne's
term for Blacks) and Squanto (Payne's term for Native Americans)
were not welcome in the parlor unless they were serving drinks. The
majority of the Old South had nothing to do with anyone who sought out the
society of inferiors or "heaven forbid" had them in their
pedigree.
I've met a few misfits like you in the resurgent Pro-Confederate movement
who, like you, are "Desperately Seeking Negroes." They,
like you, see the South rising again to reclaim its place among the civilizations
of the earth. They, like you, become possessed with this demon-inspired,
Hell-spawned mania to remake the South in their own image. Ultimately,
they, like you, will never rest until they have clapped their iron-bound
idiocy on everyone else. They, as their Puritan intellectual forefathers,
are never having more fun than when they are purging the heretics or hunting
witches.
Southern gentility, which your purport to admire, would make some allowance
for cranks and eccentrics like you people. But, forbearance is never enough
for. You are not content for us to allow you to huddle in a corner babbling
about what a proto-Multiculturalist Gen. Forrest was. No, you're a carbon
copy DamnYankee. You're damned and determined to force-feed your garbage
down every unwilling throat and will threaten to shoot anyone who has the
temerity to utter a burp.
We Southerners perfected the idea of free speach, the free and unfettered
exchange of ideas and opinions. So, I would not seek to stop you from propounding
your twaddle. No. I amuse myself by occasionally giving audience to rantings
like yours. I am intrigued to find out each time what outer limits of insanity
you will have reached.
Be my guest. Go on and frolic in your candy-coated, M & M colored,
fantasy land, but leave true Southerners out of your spiteful and vindictive
machinations.
In the fond memory or Ft. Pillow, I am truly,
Dr. Neill H. Payne,
Adjutant, I.N. Giffen Camp #758 SCV
"God damn you old horse! Now I shall have to shoot you. How dare
you fight against your master?"
From testimony given in the Congressional investigation into the Incident
at Ft. Pillow. These were the last words said to a belligerent Negro by
an angry "sesech" just prior to his releasing a fusilade at the
miscreant. Fortunately, the shot hit Cuffy in the head. Otherwise, the
Confederate could have killed him.

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Subject: A Blast From The Past
Date: Tue, 22 May 2001 12:12:17 EDT
From: Gjsooner@aol.com
To: major@37thtexas.org
Sir(s),
I read the letter from Neill Payne. This so-called gentleman AND his
organization are racist bigots. His reference to the American Indian as
"Squanto" is equal to his reference to the American Indian women
"squaws," or more correctly quoted "dumb squaws." I
have forwarded a copy of his letter to the American Indian Movement.
Kind Regards,
Glenn Jones
American Indian Movement
First Nations Warrior Society
Brig. Gen. Stand Watie
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