10FEB1864: About 8pm Mr. Cooper walks out of the horse stable to go eat his supper. It has been a busy day tending President Lincoln’s horses at the President’s private stable … a brick building located between the White House and the Treasury Department. He is only part way through his supper when President Lincoln discovers smoke coming from the stables. After shouts and alarms, a crowd gathers to watch the stable go up entirely in flames. All six horses inside burn to death, including a prize pony that once belonged to his deceased son Willie, along with another pony belonging to his son Tad, two horses owned by John Nicolay, and two horses owned by Lincoln himself. Hours later, Lincoln and others were standing in the East Room looking at the still burning stables. Lincoln was weeping. Tad explained it was because Willies pony was there. The fact that hundreds of thousands of Americans have been killed and wounded in this war, that many more are starving and homeless, that many families have been destroyed, innocent civilians murdered, women raped … has not moved this President to weep, despite his own direct cause in all this tragedy. Yet, the President is distraught and weeps over a horse. Such lack of empathy is clear and absolute proof of the sociopathic nature of President Lincoln … a man who is emotionally shallow, callous to the deaths of Americans, and who fails to accept any responsibility whatsoever for his own actions in this tragic and unnecessary war. He feels no remorse or guilt. When such world leaders go down evil paths such as these … the Hand of Divine Intervention is not far away. Onboard the CSS ALABAMA, anchored at Johanna Island northeast of Madagascar, CAPT Semmes writes: “Visited by the Kings Dragoman this morning, who came to pay the respects of the authorities, to say he was glad to see us in Johanna. In the course of conversation, he was pleased to say that our ship was well known to him, and the news of our having appeared off the Cape some months ago had driven off all the Yankee whalers, several of which had been accustomed to resort hither. King Abdallah, he said, resided on the east side of the island. The king himself would come to see us, but was very busy just now patting up a sugar-mill, which he had just received from the Mauritius. The island is a beautiful, picturesque spot. There is quite a mountain in the interior, and the higher parts of Johanna are densely wooded; the mountain-sides being in some places so steep that the tops of some trees touch the trunks and roots of others. The inhabitants are a mixture of Arabs and negroes. They are intelligent and sprightly, and had not only heard of the American war, but said it bore heavily on them, as they were now compelled to pay a much higher price for their goods, which are mostly cotton. We have driven away, they say, all their Yankee trade. The Sultan is a young man of twenty-eight, with a moderate harem of only five wives.”
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