Let’s talk about peckerwoods.

On Mothers’ Day, Charles Johnson posted nothing in tribute to his deceased mother (or anyone elses’ mother for that matter). It’s no surprise as he’s never been gracious or warm to his feminine benefactors for reasons only known to himself, so let’s see what he allowed on his Little Green Footblog yesterday. Didn’t take long to find this:

Yeah. That’s awesome. An LGF aficionado claims street cred for someone he never met, his parents never met, and who fucked up big time during the War Between The States. Look up Brigadier-General Peter F. Bacon for yourselves. He got pantsed. He lived to tell about it, died in 1900, but so what.

Charles Johnson and his flying monkeys have no concept of history or historical context. Now update your gravitar image, Charles, so we don’t confuse you with Maxine Waters.

[Update: The obituary and grave marker for Brigadier General Peter F. Bacon can be found here (h/t  rightymouse).]