Some shit never changes 

Edit for context: this is a letter from a woman named Eliza Clay, who inherited a collection of plantations in Southeast Georgia. Here were her thoughts after the war:

Some shit never changes 

Edit for context: this is a letter from a woman named Eliza Clay, who inherited a collection of plantations in Southeast Georgia. Here were her thoughts after the war:

Okay, are you about to get into wage slavery? Are you about to advocate for expropriation of the wealth and status you gained on the backs of the hard labor of generations of slaves?
TELL ME ABOUT ALL THAT HARD LABOR YOU DID TO GET ALL THAT LAND AND SILVER LADY. YOU MUST HAVE BEEN BREAKING YOU BACK ALL DAY HUH?
Don’t argue with people John Brown would have shot.
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