Hang indeed. And I do not mean from a flagpole in Mississippi, or off the side of a pickup truck in Maine, or even off the lips of a sane-sounding “Heritage not Hate” believer. I mean hanging high in the noose of twine tightrope swinging in the arms of a strong sturdy gallows – similar to the one used for 38 uprising Dakota Indians executed under President Lincoln’s order, or similar to the one used to execute a black man in 1936 in the last public hanging in the U.S.

Ever since June 17, 2015, when Dylan Roof walked into an AME church and killed nine folks – a state lawmaker among them – in cold blood, in a state that had continued to fly the Confederate flag on state capitol grounds, the nation has been pushed to have a critical conversation about the Confederate flag and all that surrounds it.