Ole Miss PC Pussies Ban Dixie From All Athletic Events.

philly rabbit

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Another significant symbol of American history has once again been censored by the usual PC fascists my friends and this time it was a musical symbol, not a flag, not a religious Christian symbol, not an accurate American hero symbol but a tune that was one of Abraham Lincoln's favorite tunes by his own admission and a tune that has been played by southern black musicians within their traditional New Orleans jazz bands for many decades.

Dixie, one of the most familiar tunes heard all around the world immediately identifying the American south has been officially declared verboten and out at Ole Miss by a few of the PC morons like the ones who control our culture.

This is disgusting to say the least. This is fascism 101 to identify it for what it is.














http://www.usatoday.com/story/news/...iss-band-drops-dixie-football-games/89015508/
 
Don't any of you fascist lefties want to comment on this one? I just can't let it die until you tell me what the Hell is so offensive about a song that millions of Americans have sung, whistled, hummed, played with a musical instrument and spoke the lyrics for generations.
 
Good on 'Ole Miss. I congratulate the administration on this policy. We are finally making progress in my home state! :)

A blackface minstrel song about a slave pining for the days in which he was under the whip has no place in the modern world, no place in the United States, and no inherent right to exist.

Ban Dixie nationwide! Free speech and constitutional rights don't apply to racist songs! They only apply to Americans!
 
I hear that good old Nigel Farage is going to appear at a public meeting with Trump in Mississippi tonight!!

Oh and Dixie was a personal favourite of Abraham Lincoln, he used to have it played at some of his political rallies, I bet you didn't know that, did you?

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Good on 'Ole Miss. I congratulate the administration on this policy. We are finally making progress in my home state! :)

A blackface minstrel song about a slave pining for the days in which he was under the whip has no place in the modern world, no place in the United States, and no inherent right to exist.

Ban Dixie nationwide! Free speech and constitutional rights don't apply to racist songs! They only apply to Americans!

So you want everybody to be miserable like you are and obey the fascist speech police because you have declared that the song should be censored because it's racist.
 
Are we supposed to pretend that the southeastern region of the United States does not exist so we wont offend anybody?

How about banning the term; New England? Then we have to pretend that the upper northeastern region of the country doesn't exist.

PC people are such ass holes.
 
The song adopted by a traderous group of terrorists who took up arms against our nation has no business being sung at a school owned and funded by the Government.
 
Code:
Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton,
Old times there are not forgotten.
Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land!

In Dixie's Land, where I was born in,
early on one frosty mornin'.
Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land!

There's buckwheat cakes and Injun batter,
Makes you fat or a little fatter.
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land

Then hoe it down and scratch your gravel,
To Dixie's Land I'm bound to travel.
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land

Just imagine a freed slave singing that. Oh wait, that'd never happen.
 
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The song adopted by a traderous group of terrorists who took up arms against our nation has no business being sung at a school owned and funded by the Government.

I read that it was composed by some guy in New York for a Vaudeville show. And I'm pretty sure he didn't crown the southern region 'Dixie' with his song. The region was already called Dixie when it was written. I could be wrong but I don't think I am.
 
Code:
Oh, I wish I was in the land of cotton,
Old times there are not forgotten.
Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land!

In Dixie's Land, where I was born in,
early on one frosty mornin'.
Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land!

There's buckwheat cakes and Injun batter,
Makes you fat or a little fatter.
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land

Then hoe it down and scratch your gravel,
To Dixie's Land I'm bound to travel.
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land

Just imagine a freed slave singing that. Oh wait, that'd never happen.

If he /she was from the south, I could very well imagine he sung it, often.
 
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