This weekend, thousands of people marched across the Edmund Pettus bridge in Selma, Alabama to protest the rapid-fire eradication of black congressional districts across the South following the Supreme Court's latest salvo against the Voting Rights Act. The Pettus bridge is the site of Bloody Sunday where, in March 1965, marchers for voting rights, led by the late, great John Lewis, were savagely beaten by cops and racist goons as they crossed the bridge. Since that day the bridge has been a symbol of the brutal struggle for civil rights.

But it's actually a monument to a Confederate officer.

Edmund Pettus, the man whose name is emblazoned in steel across the bridge's heavy support beams, was a Confederate officer and, after the South lost the war, a major player in the Alabama chapter of the Klan. The bridge was built and named after Pettus in 1940, 75 years after he and his loser comrades lost the Civil War.

The Confederacy is everywhere right now. You see it in the states rushing to redraw district lines. You see it in the removal of stories of the horrors of slavery from our national parks. You see it in the rewriting of history books and in the renaming of military bases and in the restoration of confederate monuments only recently taken down. We're living through a full-on zombie revival of dead confederates.

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