“The river was dyed with the blood of the slaughtered for two hundred yards,” wrote Nathan Bedford Forrest, Confederate general, war criminal, future Ku Klux Klan founder, and Democrat, about his slaughter of the surrendering black and white Union troops at Ft. Pillow. “The approximate loss was upward of five hundred killed, but few of the officers escaping. My loss was about twenty killed. It is hoped that these facts will demonstrate to the Northern people that n*gro soldiers cannot cope with Southerners.”

On July 13, 1821, Forrest was born, a man who would one day have the blood of countless Americans, black and white, on his hands. But he was praised and supported and defended and honored by thousands of his fellow Democrats, both during the Civil War and after the war. He was a hero to decades of Democrats who saw him as a champion of their white supremacist, treacherous, bloodthirsty creed. And so he was. This is the Democrat Party of your grandfathers, your great-grandfathers, and your great-great-great grandfathers. The Democrats, with only alterations of rhetoric, are at their core the same yesterday, today, and forever.