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The Night the Klan Ran

Maxton, North Carolina. January 18, 1958. The Ku Klux Klan was used to people being afraid of them. Grand Dragon James "Catfish" Cole wanted to expand into Robeson County. He set up a rally in a cornfield at Hayes Pond. He brought a microphone, a generator, and a massive wooden cross wrapped in burlap, ready to burn. He told the newspapers: "We are going to have a little talk with the Indians."

The Lumbee Tribe heard about it. They were veterans of WWII and Korea. They weren't afraid of men in bedsheets. As the sun went down, the Klansmen gathered. They began their speeches about white supremacy. Suddenly, they heard the sound of car doors slamming. Hundreds of them.

500 Lumbee men lined the edge of the field. They were holding shotguns, rifles, and rocks. They started walking toward the light. The Grand Dragon stopped speaking. He realized he was outnumbered 10 to 1.

A Lumbee man stepped forward and smashed the light bulb with the butt of his rifle. Total darkness. Then, the Lumbee fired their guns into the air. The sound was deafening. The Klansmen didn't fight. They broke. They dropped their robes, their keys, and their dignity. They sprinted into the freezing swamp water to escape. Catfish Cole left his wife behind in his car and ran for his life.

The Lumbee men didn't kill anyone. They just laughed. They confiscated the KKK's PA system, the cross, and the robes. They held a victory party that night, wearing the captured Klan robes as jokes.

The Battle of Hayes Pond destroyed the KKK's power in North Carolina for a generation. They proved that bullies are only scary until you turn out the lights.

 

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