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“Crazy Jim” Vance: Summing Up

You can tell very quickly if you are reading something about Jim Vance that was written by a “feud story” writer and not a historian. Feud story writers always include accusations of criminality against Vance.  All of the accusations originated AFTER Vance was murdered.

The posthumous criminal accusations all originated with the men who raised and led the gang that murdered Vance.  None of the feud story writers ever produces any real evidence of any of the purported criminal activity.

On the other hand,, feud story writers NEVER mention ANY of the salient facts about James Vance.

This story can be read in my book, “Lies, Damned Lies, and Feud Tales.”  https://tinyurl.com/ycqlg3oy

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We Don’t Get No Respect!

We Don’t Get No Respect!

[Thomas, through his books and blog and social media posts, has long been a champion of historical truth when it comes to the feud era and its people.  He is also, however, a champion of the Appalachian people in general.  The newspaper writing in the immediate wake of the raid on the McCoy home was devastating in the long-term effects it had upon how mountain people were perceived by the broader American public.  These articles, whose writers for the most part knew they were false the moment they wrote them, painted an image of mountain people for audiences in Pittsburgh, Boston, New York, etc. as rough and dirty savages, half-crazed on moonshine and eager to shoot each other down over the most trifling of events.  Few people knew, or cared to know, that this region was in fact a place where, other than during the years of the Civil War, murder was almost unknown.  The people were, as Altina Waller  correctly described them, rough and tumble, but far from being lawless gunslingers they were in fact quick to take even relatively small issues to court.  And, in case after case that Thomas has examined in the documents, people complied with the judgements of the court.  The records are clear that the people of the Tug Valley, at least prior to the coming of the railroads and coal companies, displayed an enormous respect for the law.  –RH]

Several of my friends and relatives have asked me why I devoted many months of my life to writing a “feud book,” at a time when my life expectancy could be numbered in months. I thought I had made that clear in my introduction, where I wrote: “The feud story was a creation of the big city newspapers.  The immediate purpose for its creation was to devalue the people and thereby facilitate the transfer of ownership of the wealth of the Valley to the same big city financiers who controlled those newspapers.   The ultimate purpose was to transform the independent mountaineers into docile and willing wage workers. This transformation was abetted by the state governments and the elites on both the state and local levels, who hoped to profit by the transformation.”

At the end of the book I wrote: “I believe that there was a purpose for sending the New York reporters to our area instead of to the other parts of Kentucky where much larger feuds were underway.  The purpose was to present the people of the Tug Valley as semi-savage barbarians, thus rendering the taking of their mineral riches more palatable to the American public.”

I also wrote that I believe the recent revival of the feud story, in an even more super-sized form, leads me to believe that the public is being prepared for the destruction coming soon from the fracking of the Marcellus shale, which underlies over 90% of West Virginia.

Betty Cloer Wallace made my points much better than I can in a column she wrote for an Asheville, North Carolina paper five years ago.

https://mountainx.com/opinion/050609fighting_back/

The column was Ms. Wallace’s response to one of Bill O’Reilly’s “pseudo-smart” monologues on the subject of hillbillies, and an atrocious cartoon carried in that same paper. The cartoon:

Ms. Wallace wrote: “Bill O’Reilly’s recent denunciation of Appalachian-Americans on FOX News is only the latest example of the widespread, multigenerational problem of Appalachian hillbilly stereotypes. Quite simply, O’Reilly once again reminded the world that Appalachian mountain natives are the only group in America that many people still have the audacity to publicly ridicule as being ignorant—and worse.

“O’Reilly even expanded the historical litany of hillbilly stereotypes to include our being drug-addicted, hopelessly beyond social and moral redemption, and unworthy to live in our own mountain homeland. Appalachian children, he says, should move to Miami to save themselves….

“How can we overcome the pervasive hillbilly stereotypes that have demoralized us for more than a century and that continue to impact both our economic well-being and our children’s future? Why are we so reluctant to pick up pine knots and go to war against such blatant, insidious misrepresentation of our culture? Why do we continue to pull in our heads like turtles and pretend that we don’t care, that we’ll survive regardless of what the outside world thinks?

Well, I do care—for myself, my family and friends, and my culture—and I don’t believe we’re surviving very well now or will survive with a shred of honor and dignity in the future unless we rise up, en masse, and protest this kind of abuse at every opportunity.”

The following quotes from Ms. Wallace are gleaned from several of her responses to comments following the article.

“Yes, O’Reilly himself is small potatoes, merely a media mouthpiece and irritant, but thousands of people worldwide do believe him and others of his kind, and therein lies the problem with our future and the future of our children and grandchildren–if we do not pick up our pine knots and go to war to stamp out this terrible misrepresentation of our culture.

“This isn’t about our own perception of ourselves. We know who we are. It’s about how the rest of the world — encouraged by entertainment media and assorted other opportunists — have scapegoated us and continue to ridicule us while we just roll over and play dead or pretend we are “proud” to be deemed stupid and worse, as per that denigrating cartoon referenced above. Ultimately we bequeath these injustices and economically crippling stereotypes to our children, who deserve better. Other groups have gone to war to stamp out such negative racial and ethnic and cultural stereotypes, and they have succeeded in making it politically incorrect to produce bad movies and insulting cartoons or even to speak grossly insensitive language such as “step-n-fetchit,” “nigger,” “injun,” “dago:” need I go on? We should demand respect for ourselves and for our children.”

As some well-known politicians, who don’t really believe it say, “It really is all about the children”–and generations yet unborn

Reporting on a conference she attended, Wallace wrote: “The professor actually agreed with me, but the other participants did not want to hear that. They wanted to talk about feudists and snake-handlers and lawless heathens skulking around in the mountain fastnesses—and how such people were surely still around if only they could root them out and meet them.”

For a century and a quarter those outside writers failed to “root them out and meet them.” In 2013, Dean King finally did it, with his ludicrous yarn about how he and his teenage daughter, along with two forest rangers, were fired upon TWICE, in 2009 and 2010.

Wallace further says: “Ultimately EVERYONE who lives here, native or otherwise, is damaged with such blatant stereotypes that hinder the positive growth and reputation of the region…. Further compounding the problem, too many of our local governments are now made up of second-rate pseudo-leaders who are interested primarily in promoting tourism at any cost. But who, we might ask, will own the new hotels and mountaintop second-homes and assorted eateries the appointed tourist boards and self-serving chambers of commerce say we need—and who will be paying increased taxes for infrastructure to support them, and who will be cleaning their rooms and waiting their tables and manicuring their lawns?

Southern Appalachian people have tried to overlook blatant cultural stereotypes for over a century to no avail. Trying to ignore the insult and taking a “step-n-fetchit” response has reinforced it and perpetuated it in the minds of so many people that they think it is all right to continue the insult.

Simply ignoring it and allowing it to continue in such a blatant manner is an awful legacy of submission to leave to our children and grandchildren.”

In the year since my book came out, I have discovered that the “step-n-fetchits” greatly outnumber the people who are willing to take up a pine knot and go to war for themselves and their posterity.

 

 

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More Feud Markers for West Virginia

Until recently, West Virginia had no markers for feud events on the West Virginia side of the Tug River. Bill Richardson has started to rectify that deficiency by placing markers at sites where “feud events” occurred, or where feud characters lived.

Bill Richardson is a student of history, and it shows in the markers he has placed. Richardson’s markers adhere closely to actual historical fact, and, as a result, might not be as effective in drawing tourists as are the ones in Kentucky.  The super-sized feud story evident in the Kentucky markers, based largely on the feud fable as it is presented in the feud books, is much more titillating than are the historical markers being erected in West Virginia.

This story can be read in my book, “Lies, Damned Lies, and Feud Tales.”  https://tinyurl.com/ycqlg3oy

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A Marker or a Black Mark?

I am all for historical markers for every historically important event, place or person in Pike and Logan Counties, and Frank and Nancy McCoy Hatfield Phillips were certainly significant figures in our history. A marker for them is long overdue.

I have no problem with Nancy, because the worst thing in the record about her is that she was, at times, a bootlegger. To that I simply say that she did what she needed to do to support her children. I respect Nancy for her guts. Her gumption and willingness to fight for her family remind me of my McCoy mother and a couple of her sisters.

The case of Frank Phillips is far different, because there we risk lionizing the very behavior that has been unfairly ascribed to ALL our ancestors.

Frank Phillips was a criminal. He was a criminal from the age of 16 when he shot at a man until the gunfight that took his life.

This story can be read in my book, “Lies, Damned Lies, and Feud Tales.”  https://tinyurl.com/ycqlg3oy

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A Tale of Two Jims

The above sketch is by Tug Valley’s own Vera Kay Fink Hankins.

As I wrote in my book, there were no heroes in the Hatfield and McCoy feud. Some partisans—yes, there are still partisans today—go to great lengths to find heroes.  These same partisans also have villains.

Feud writers concentrate on Ran’l McCoy and Anse Hatfield, but the actual history is presented much better with the stories of two men named Jim–Jim McCoy and Jim Vance.

This story can be read in my book, “Lies, Damned Lies, and Feud Tales.”  https://tinyurl.com/ycqlg3oy

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More Wikipedia Wisdumb on the Hatfields and the McCoys

Wikipedia begins its section entitled “Feud” with a largely apocryphal story of the death of Asa Harmon McCoy. The first sentence is: “Asa Harmon McCoy, who was despised by Jim Vance (uncle of Devil Anse Hatfield) for joining the Union Army during the Civil War, was discharged from the army early because of a broken leg.” How Wiki knows that Jim Vance despised Asa Harmon because if his Union service is not stated, but if he “despised” every man on Peter Creek who served the Union, he was a man literally overflowing with enmity. There were two Union Home Guards on Peter Creek, each with over 50 members. Several dozen Peter Creek men were members of Colonel John Dils’s 39th Mounted Infantry, while fewer than a dozen Peter Creek men served the Confederacy.

This essay, in its entirety, can be read in my book, “Lies, Damned Lies, and Feud Tales.”  https://www.amazon.com/dp/1977716814/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1511238586&sr=1-1&keywords=Lies%2C+Damned+Lies%2C+and+Feud+Tales

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The Hatfields and the McCoys in Wikipedia

The drawing is by the talented Tug Valley artist, Vera Kay Fink Hankins.

The Wikipedia article on the Hatfields and the McCoys is in error on a majority of the points made in the article.

This essay, in its entirety, can be read in my book, “Lies, Damned Lies, and Feud Tales.”  https://www.amazon.com/dp/1977716814/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1511238586&sr=1-1&keywords=Lies%2C+Damned+Lies%2C+and+Feud+Tales

 

 


[i] Preston, John David, “The Civil War in the Big Sandy Valley of Kentucky, 304 and 448-9.

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Was It a Feud, or Was it a Crime Spree?

Wikipedia says a feud is “a long-running argument or fight, often between social groups of people, especially families or clans. Feuds begin because one party (correctly or incorrectly) perceives itself to have been attacked, insulted or wronged by another. Intense feelings of resentment trigger the initial retribution, which causes the other party to feel equally aggrieved and vengeful. The dispute is subsequently fuelled by a long-running cycle of retaliatory violence.”  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Feud

The key phrase here is “a long-running cycle of retaliatory violence.”

What is missing in the Hatfield and McCoy feud story is this “cycle of retaliatory violence.”

Charles Howell, of the Pittsburgh Times, who said that his information came from “Mr. and Mrs. McCoy,” described the troubles in Tug Valley during the 1880s thus: “There is a gang in West Virginia banded together for the purpose of murder and rapine. There is a gang in Kentucky whose cohesive principle is the protection of families and homes of men and women. An unresisting family has been deprived of five of its members, a father and mother of five of their children, their homes burned, their effects sent up in smoke, their little substance scattered to the wind, themselves forced out at midnight as wanderers on the bleak and inhospitable mountain side, almost naked in the blasts of winter.”  http://www.wvculture.org/history/hatfieldmccoyarticles.html

The key word in Mr. Howell’s claim is “unresisting.” What Mr. Howell is describing is a Hatfield crime spree of several years’ duration. There is none of the tit-for-tat that is commonly found in a feud. The McCoys are “unresisting,” in Howell’s writing; they are merely victims who are not carrying on one side of a “feud.”

In another place on that same link, Howell states: “The Hatfield-McCoy war, divested of the coloring with which assiduous correspondents have clothed it, and of all the sentiment with which the representatives of the two States have invested it, is simply a succession of cowardly murders by day and assassinations and house-burnings by night. All of the murders have been cruel, heartless and almost without the shadow of provocation. Given, on the one hand, a family with its contingents of the same blood, allied and cemented by a common desire to avenge an imaginary affront, and on the other another family, small in the matter of alliance and collateral sympathies, doomed to destruction by the larger one, and the case is stated.”

Again it is all one-sided.  The evil Hatfields killed five McCoys “almost without the shadow of provocation.” Howell is describing a crime spree, and not a feud. Howell’s description is echoed in the writings of John Spears of the New York Sun.  The recent book by Dean King adopts the Howell/Spears description of the troubles, citing the 44 page book by Spears 66 times.

The group that I refer to as “The Ran’l McCoy cult,” adheres to the Howell/Spears position, and well they should, as Howell and Spears both got their stories from the Pikeville elite and the Ran’l McCoy family.

On the surface there are good grounds for the argument that what occurred was a Hatfield crime spree.  All one has to do is ignore the murder of Ellison Hatfield, or make it a matter of the three McCoys defending themselves from the murderous Ellison Hatfield and do Spears and King and treat the illegal invasions of West Virginia by the Phillips posse and the murders of Jim Vance and Bill Dempsey as legal operations, and what we had was, indeed, nothing but a Hatfield crime spree.

But the cult goes further: They state the case exactly as it was stated by Spears, Howell and King, and then they demand that it be called a “feud.” It is almost like saying that Ted Bundy was feuding with young women.

The appearance of several Hatfield descendants in King’s advertisement of his book, which portrays their ancestors as murderers without motive, is every bit as remarkable as is the “crime spree as a feud” group. Neither makes sense to me.

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I Accuse!

Five weeks after the vigilante executions of the three McCoys who had killed Ellison Hatfield,  the Pike County Grand Jury returned indictments against Devil Anse and nineteen other men accused of being members of the lynch mob.  Of the nineteen, four were Hatfields and three were McCoys. The three McCoys indicted for following Devil Anse in the paw paw killings were three more than ever followed Ran’l McCoy anywhere.

A researcher not already enthralled by the “feud story” would surely wonder why only four were Hatfields.  One not affected at all by the feud story might go further and ask: “Who were the three McCoys indicted, and why were they included?”

This essay, in its entirety, can be read in my book, “Lies, Damned Lies, and Feud Tales.”  https://www.amazon.com/dp/1977716814/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1511238586&sr=1-1&keywords=Lies%2C+Damned+Lies%2C+and+Feud+Tales

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A New Hatfield and McCoy Feud Tour for 2014: The Dean King Excursion

I have reached a tentative agreement with a much younger relative to join me in forming a new “Hatfield and McCoy Tour” enterprise.  I am too old to do the actual driving, but I will furnish all the financing, in return for half the profits.  The profits should be substantial, as we will be avoiding all the old and much-seen sites and showing our guests sites that are not included in any of the current low-priced tours, which will allow us to charge at least twice the going rate for the cheap tours.

Our tour will feature locations and events which were unnoticed or even unknown before the 2013 publication of Dean King’s “True Story.”

Our tour will begin at the Belfry courthouse. We will first go a short distance up Church House Hollow to show our guests where 1,200 people gathered on every fair Sunday at a church with 25 members, and where about 800 horses and wagons ridden to church by the 1,200 attendees were parked. We will certainly point out the significance of that great crowd assembling every Sunday at a church where services were held only one weekend each month.

Then we will turn right at Toler and point out the spot where seven Hatfield sharp-shooters set up an ambush thirty feet off the road, and not being able to recognize Ran’l McCoy from that distance, loosed a fusillade of bullets from their Winchesters at three innocent men without a single torso hit.

We will, of course, not waste any time at the site of the McCoy cabin where the two McCoys were killed on New Year’s, 1888, and the place where the election was held in 1882; after all, just any old cheap tour will show them those places. We won’t tarry there, lest we run out of daylight before our guest see the really important places which were unknown until the “True Story” was written by Dean King in 2013.

After we turn left at the mouth of Blackberry Creek, we will point out the ancient burial ground for sheep-killing dogs, where, incidentally, three McCoys were shot on August 9, 1882. We will credit Professor Otis Rice for this, as he is the source for the mutton-chopping mutts.

We will cross the bridge at Matewan and take a left turn down the river to where Bill Staton scratched the face of Paris McCoy with dirty fingernails, and where Staton, wounded through the chest by a high-powered rifle slug, was winning a fist-fight against Paris McCoy, who had been shot through the hip, only to be shot in the head by Sam McCoy.

Back-tracking up the river we will note the mouth of Thacker Creek, where Cap Hatfield and Tom Wallace fired many shots with their Winchesters at Jeff McCoy while he was swimming across forty feet of water, missing him every time.  We will, of course, note that this is also the very place where the intrepid writer, Dean King was twice fired upon by local descendants of the feudists. We will note also that, just like their ancestors who couldn’t kill the McCoys from thirty feet in the ambush, or hit Jeff McCoy from less than forty feet, the modern would-be murderers also missed the visiting feud chronicler every time they shot at him in 2009 and 2010.

We will then take a short detour up Happy Hollow, to point out the location of the famed bawdy house run by the hillbilly hooker, Belle Beaver.  This location is important because it was second only to Aunt Betty McCoys whorehouse at Stringtown as a favorite Saturday night destination for the ever-over-amorous Johnse Hatfield. We located the spot where Belle’s establishment once flourished in a recent dig, which yielded three buried primitive lambskin condoms and a porcelainized bowl, from which  originated  the name, “Peter Pan.”

We will then cross the mountain to show the place where Cap Hatfield mistook his uncle for Ran’l McCoy, from a distance of sixty-five yards, and shot at him with his Winchester, missing the “kill zone” by about three feet and knee-capping the poor man. As one of the victims in the foregoing “ambush of the innocents” was also shot in the knee, we will note that the Cosa Nostra probably copied its knee-capping technique from Cap Hatfield.

We will then visit the nearby location of the famous encounter between Devil Anse and the bounty hunter, whom Anse shot and killed while the bounty hunter was reading Anse his Miranda rights, sixty years before the Miranda decision.

We will not waste any time pointing out the location of the Battle of Grapevine, or where Devil Anse lived in the former home place of the Perry Cline family, as they, too, are included on all the cheap tours.

Our tour will end after we cross the river at Delorme and re-enter Kentucky, where we will point out the ancestral Daniels home, where Cap Hatfield beat two women for forty minutes with a cow’s tail.

While our tour will end there this year, it may have one additional stop in years to come.  We have heard by the grapevine that the soon-to-be-published paperback version of King’s opus will feature Jim Vance beating Nancy McCoy Hatfield all night with an elephant’s trunk.  As soon as we determine the exact location of that terrible event, it will be part of the tour.

NOTE: To any reader who is easily taken in by tall tales about “The Feud:”  Although all the foregoing places and events appear in the “supersized feud story,” this article is satire!