Bombastes Furioso Butler

Genl Butler holding the mob in check at New Orleans (ca. 1896 by Charles Stanley Reinhart; LOC: LC-USZ62-130292)

'gross, vulgar tool of Yankee tyranny'

The gradual, persistent constriction of Anaconda: the Yankees and General Butler have control of New Orleans 150 years ago now. The Dispatch calls names. How can that
“oleaginous carcass” be running the South’s largest city?
From the Richmond Daily Dispatch May 9, 1862:

General Butler.

Bombastes Furioso and his myrmidons are now in possession of New Orleans, and if anything could add to our sympathy with the generous and warm-hearted people of that city, it is that such a specimen of Yankeedom should be their Military Governor. A more polished and chivalric population cannot be found on this continent, and every instinct of their natures must revolt at the gross, vulgar tool of Yankee tyranny who is now lordling it over a community who have never before seen such a being outside the guard-house. It was had enough that they should be given over without a blow to the hands of the enemy, that their fortifications should be abandoned and blown up, their army taken, away, and their own private arms taken with them; but that B. F. Butler should be put in command of the forsaken city, is the last drop in the bitter cup of humiliation and shame.–Of all the Yankee Generals, he has the least pretensions to the qualities of the soldier and the gentleman. A verier humbug, in a military point of view, was never created. The battle of Bethel, at which he took good care not to be present, is the only battle with which he ever had the most remote connection. He never so much as landed at Hatteras till the guns of the shipping had silenced the fire of the fortifications, and he is not heard of at New Orleans till the gunboats have achieved their bloodless victory. He is now in his element, sporting laurels which do not belong to him — an ass in a lion’s skin. We predict that General Butler will leave before the weather becomes excessively warm. His oleaginous carcass will evaporate speedily before the burning sun. The yellow fever will, before long, put an end in one way or another to the dominion of Bombastes, and open batteries upon his forces generally which can neither be resisted by power nor paralyzed by treason. If McClellan’s forces are already seriously affected by our comparatively salubrious swamps in Virginia, what must become of those who have undertaken to “hold, occupy and possess” the death breeding waters of the Mississippi?

Bombastes Furioso was written in 1810 and subtitled A Burlesque Tragic Opera. Bombastes was a general who went mad.

Bluebeard of New Orleans (1862; LOC: LC-DIG-ds-00287)

no soldier, no gentleman

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