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Impeaching the Testimony of Some Early “Witnesses”

These drawings are from “An American Vendetta,” by T.C. Crawford.

The supersized feud story influences all of us—including this writer.  The minor errors in my book which have been pointed out to me are the result of vestiges of the “feud story” remaining in my own mind.

As the feud story originated with the yellow journalists of the late nineteenth century, I have been working on a short book that will take them on in detail. The title will probably have the words “Impeaching the witnesses” in it.  When a witness is shown to have prevaricated on a material fact, then his entire testimony is impeached.  I intend to examine the writings of the 1888 supersizers in detail, comparing the Tug Valley and the people  they describe with the  actual court records.

In the case of these yellow journalists who wrote about our feud, impeachment is easy.  When John Spears tells us that he saw with his own eyes the seven-year-old son of Johnse Hatfield and Roseanna McCoy, we know that he is lying, because no such child ever lived.  Why then would we believe anything that John Spears says—including what he says that he personally saw.

T.C. Crawford tells us that he had a lengthy face-to-face conversation with Elias Hatfield on a certain Sunday.  He gives a detailed description of Elias, right down to the fact that Elias had sideburns, but no beard.  Then Crawford says that only three days later as he and John B. Floyd are approaching the home on Devil Anse on Island Creek, they meet a man with a rifle.  The man is shabbily dressed, and has a beard.  Crawford doesn’t recognize the man, and the man does not recognize Crawford. Neither does the bearded, rifle-toting stranger recognize the long-time Hatfield family friend, John B. Floyd, until Floyd calls out to him, identifying himself.  Then Crawford tells us that the intimidating stranger was none other than Elias Hatfield, the well-dressed and clean-shaven man he said he had a long talk with just three days before!

Of course no one should take Crawford’s word for anything, including his purported interview with Devil Anse, but, when his screed was re-issued earlier this year, the feud industry referred to it as a “Classic.”  As Crawford says in the book that he dictated the important parts of the book in only three hours, it is hardly what anyone should call “a classic,’ but, because it super-sizes the story and makes our ancestors appear to be semi-savages, the feud industry loves it.

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Crazy Jim Vance: Did They Really Call Him “Crazy?”

Jim Vance is “a raccoon with rabies, a psychopath, a misogynist, and throw in a pinch of Bruce Dern. That’s the recipe.”—Tom Berenger

Otis Rice, a full professor and the West Virginia Historian Laureate, wrote of Jim Vance: “The tall, heavy-set, dark-bearded Vance, himself a later casualty in the feud between the Hatfields and the McCoys, had a reputation, even among his rough associates, for ruthlessness and vindictiveness.” The “historian Laureate” gives NO supporting documentation for his wildly inaccurate description of Jim Vance, and he had good reasons not to.  How could Rice present Vance as a ruthless and vindictive criminal when the court records show him holding the offices of constable and justice of the peace in West Virginia and deputy sheriff in Kentucky, with not a single criminal charge–not even a misdemeanor–against him in his entire long life?

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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Book Release

Just a quick update…

The book will be released on November 29, 2013.  There will be links on the Home Page to purchase your copy.  Copies signed by the author will also be available, those links will be on the Home Page as well.

Stay tuned for more information!

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The Tale of the Cow’s Tail: Flogging in the Feud

This is an artist’s rendition of a man being flogged aboard a ship.   Flogging was common in the old British Royal Navy, until it was outlawed around 1880.  The punishment was usually a dozen lashes with a cat o’ nine tails.

In his 2013 best-selling “True Story” of the Hatfield and McCoy feud, Dean King has two women receiving a punishment that far exceeds flogging round the fleet in its severity.  The instrument used in King’s tale was a cow’s tail.

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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As you can see from the photo, a cow’s tail is three to four feet long, and is bigger at the butt end than the cow’s lower foreleg.  While the cat o’ nine weighed less than a pound, the cows tail weighs much more. Wikipedia says; “Oxtail (occasionally spelled ox tail or ox-tail) is the culinary name for the tail of cattle. …An oxtail typically weighs 2 to 4 lbs…..http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oxtail

The comparison of such a bludgeon with the cat, which weighs less than a pound is startling.  For a more meaningful comparison, consider the bat with which Henry Aaron hit 755 home runs:

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“With the start of 1971, Hank Aaron finished his career only ordering A99 model bats. All of the lengths were 35” in length and weighed 32 to 34 ounces….. “The History of the Hillerich & Bradsby Bats ordered by Henry Aaron by Troy R. Kinunen …..http://www.mearsonline.com/index.php?mact=News,cntnt01,print,0&cntnt01articleid=51&cntnt01showtemplate=false

The instrument used by Cap Hatfield and Tom Wallace to bludgeon the two women  in King’s yarn was actually longer and heavier than Hank Aaron’s Louisville slugger.

Let’s give Mr. King the benefit of the doubt and say that the bovine appendage employed by Cap Hatfield was only of medium size. This means that the Daniels women were struck by a weapon that was three times as heavy as the cat, which would break a one-inch-square piece of wood, and half-again as heavy as Hank Aaron’s bat.

If a one pound cat o’ nine would break a one-inch piece of wood, we would certainly expect a bludgeon three times as heavy to break bones, and that’s exactly what King says happened.  He writes: “with the first two blows, the heavy bone end of the tail cracked two of her ribs.”[i]

Two strokes with a bludgeon longer and heavier than Hank Aaron’s bat did just what you would expect; they broke two bones. Then King’s tale becomes like so many more of his yarns—simply incredible. He says that the two women were beaten in turn for a total of forty minutes!  Allowing for a slow, methodical cadence of one stroke every three seconds, this means that the two women each received about four hundred strokes from that massive bludgeon, and both survived, with no damage beyond two broken ribs reported.   Two hundred fifty strokes from a one pound cat o’ nine would kill a British sailor, but Dean King’s women survived four hundred strokes from an implement three times as heavy!

I’ve tried to imagine what should be done to someone who would tell a whopper like that in a book that he claims is a “True Story,” but I can’t come up with anything that precisely fits the offense. I would not like to cause an animal to suffer by removing the tail from a cow–as King says Cap did– but I might consider the lesser punishment of a few brisk strokes using a Hank Aaron model Louisville Slugger.

 

 


[i] How Cap could hold a half-ton cow still long enough to cut through that much bone and gristle is not explained.

[ii] King, The Feud, 145

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Where’s All the Dead Hatfields?

Uncle Ransom Hatfield lived near the lower end of my paper route back in 1952-55.  He lived almost his entire life in the home place of his father, Preacher Anse Hatfield, which was where the infamous “hog trial” took place in 1878, and where Ellison Hatfield was killed on Election Day, 1882.

Uncle Ransom was interviewed by almost all the writers who wrote before he died in 1956. He detested all the books, which he said were “mostly bull-shit.” 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