Father Abram Ryan may look more like a member of the Hell’s Angels rather than Bing Crosby’s portrayal of the fictional Father Chuck O’Malley, but Fr. Ryan lived during a hard time that called for hard men.
While the politically correct, anti-Confederate, and Democratic Party mandate the re-writing of history marches on in New Orleans, even the stone monument of the man dubbed The Poet-Priest of the Confederacy isn’t immune to the militant pouting in the form of vandalizing and defacing his monument.
As reported by WGNO of New Orleans, an anarchist group calling themselves the childish sobriquet of The Real Meow Meow Liberation Front – Professional Party Planning Committee has taken it upon themselves to trash Fr. Ryan’s monument that was a gift from the Daughters of the Confederacy.
Leaving hammers, chisels and a slew of written messages strewn about, WGNO reported;
The notes say, in part, that the group “provided hammers and chisels for your pleasure, brought to you with just an eency bit of embezzled tax dollars.”
“So come one, come all! Take a few whacks! Carve your name … Mind the wet paint and have fun!” the notes say. “Let’s burn down the American Plantation together!”
The same message is posted on a website called It’s Going Down, which describes itself as a “digital community center from anarchist, anti-fascist, autonomous anti-capitalist and anti-colonial movements.”
Also cited, the NOLA Defender news site also noted the rather disturbing and vile information that WGNO chose to censor from their report; (emphasis mine)
The statue located on the 400 block of Jefferson Davis Parkway was splashed with red paint, featuring an anarchist symbol. The RMMLF-PPPC also left behind a hammer and chisel “for your pleasure,” they wrote in an effort to have community members take part in a grass roots take down. “So come one, come all! Take a few whacks! Carve your name! Chisel a penis! Mind the wet paint and have fun!”
For his part, Father Ryan is known to history as the Poet-Priest of the Confederacy. While never officially commissioned in the Confederate States Army, he would serve in what could be described in modern terms as a chaplain in the Louisiana State Militia.
Among his more well-known poems at the time were “The Conquered Banner,” “The Sword of Robert Lee,” “A Prayer for the South,” “In Memory of My Brother David” and “In Memoriam, David J. Ryan, C.S.A.”
Forth from its scabbard! How we prayed
That sword might victor be;
And when our triumph was delayed,
And many a heart grew sore afraid,
We still hoped on while gleamed the blade
Of noble Robert Lee!
Forth from its scabbard all in vain
Bright flashed the sword of Lee;
‘Tis shrouded now in its sheath again,
It sleeps the sleep of our noble slain,
Defeated, yet without stain,
Proudly and peacefully!
—The Sword of Robert Lee