ITT historical feels.
Confederate general Joe Johnston's death is mine:
>After the surrender, Sherman issued ten days' rations to the hungry Confederate soldiers, as well as horses and mules for them to "insure a crop." He also ordered distribution of corn, meal, and flour to civilians throughout the South. This was an act of generosity that Johnston would never forget; he wrote to Sherman that his attitude "reconciles me to what I have previously regarded as the misfortune of my life, that of having you to encounter in the field."
>Johnston, like Lee, never forgot the magnanimity of the man to whom he surrendered, and would not allow an unkind word to be said about Sherman in his presence. Sherman and Johnston corresponded frequently and they met for friendly dinners in Washington whenever Johnston traveled there.
>When Sherman died, Johnston served as an honorary pallbearer at his funeral; during the procession in New York City on February 19, 1891, he kept his hat off as a sign of respect in the cold, rainy weather. Someone with concern for the old general's health asked him to put on his hat, to which Johnston replied "If I were in his place and he were standing here in mine, he would not put on his hat." He caught a cold that day, which developed into pneumonia, and he died several weeks later in Washington, D.C.
>>2412354
feeling compassion for the confederates is like feeling compassion for the nazi's
>>2412364
>abuse enemy POWs
>enemy abuses your POWs
This isn't rocket science.
>>2412369
i was talking about african americans , i dont give a flying fuck about andersonville
>>2412354
Damn.
>When Minamoto no Yoshitsune found himself on the wrong side of political affairs and the powerful, a force was sent to his castle to kill him and bring back his body as proof.
>His lifelong friend and companion, a monk named Benkei, offered to buy his lord time to commit suicide and allow for his servants to spirit away the body so it could not be made a mere trophy.
>Facing the enemy force of hundreds alone on a bridge, the monk was able to convince many of them to come at him one at a time. He dispatched everyone who came forward, and so the enemy commander ordered his archers to shoot the monk dead.
>Several volleys of arrows were fired, and the monk was struck many times. However, Benkei remained firmly in his position on the bridge. Afraid to approach, Yoshitsune died and his head was carried off by servants to a secret location. After an hour or so, the army approached the arrow-riddled monk. He had died on his feet, glaring at his enemies.