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Typical Youth Ignorance
I and a group of friends (two of whom are in my coven) were
playing "Magic: The Gathering" in the hallway before
school. A group of cross-bearers demanded to know if "Satan
was our saviour." Of course we disavowed any belief in the
"Devil." Then I informed them (after they prodded some
more) that I had been to Hell, oh yes, and that they would fit
right in, considering how well stupidity goes in Hell. They then
said I should "lick their boots for that." So naturally
I said, "Fuck you." Then we left. ~ Catclaw
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The Job Interview
Three months ago I put in an application at a local restaurant for a part time job. The woman who owns the restaurant is reputed to be a "good christian woman." I went out of my way to look "nice" for the interview, and it went exceedingly well. Things were looking very promising, until that weekend. I was going out with a couple friends, and on impulse we decided to stop at this restaurant for lunch. I was wearing what my friend calls my "earth mother" outfit, consisting of a simple brown dress, an ankh pendant, an arm band and black Kohl eyeliner done egyptian style. I saw the owner of the place while we were there, and I saw how she looked at me. She didn't even bother to pretend to be glad to see me again, but looked me up and down, narrowed her eyes, pursed her lips, and that was the last I heard from her. They continued to put me off about it, saying that no decision had been made for several weeks until I heard from a friend that works there that the position had been filled. This may not be exactly the sort of example you mean, she had no awareness of my religion, though I have been called a devil worshipper on many occasions because of the way I dress.
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"Well, I have several tales I could tell, but I'll keep it to two:
One night, my brother-in-law and our mutual friend decided to have a small party at my house. (Just us and my husband) This friend asked if she could bring her sister over, so I said ok. Well, about two hours later, after the sister had partied in MY house, drank my most expensive liquor and the like, she saw a book laying next to my chair. The book was "Wicca; a Guide for the Solitary Practitioner" by Cunningham. Well, she pitched a fit. She started telling me that I was going to hell, anyone that associated with me was going to hell- and this is the topper- that MY CHILDREN were going to burn in hell. In my own house. With my three young children asleep in the next room. Needless to say, I told her in no uncertain terms that it was time for her to leave, and she was not ever welcome back. But it didn't stop there. My friend was kinda young (19), with an infant son, and due to finances was forced to move back in with her mother, a dyed-in-the-wool Baptist. The sister told mom about me, and the mother refused to allow my friend to come over (she had no car of her own), stating that if she did, my house would corrupt the baby and the devil would steal his soul. Sometime later, my brother-in-law began dating the sister, unaware of what was said that night (he had gone home for a few minutes while that conversation took place). I let him know that she was not allowed to come to our house with him, and told him why. After I told him what that @#*%# had said about his nieces and nephew, he stopped dating her.
2) I stopped at a convenience store for a pack of cigarettes.
My car has several "witchy" bumper stickers on it, you
cannot help but tell what religion I am. After leaving the store,
I used the pay phone that was located right next to my car. A man
parked right next to me, got out and looked at the stickers, then
came over to (I thought) wait for the phone. When I got off, I
apologized for taking so long on the phone, but he smiled and
said that was fine. Then, still smiling, he said he had noticed
my bumper stickers and jewelry, and asked if I was a witch. I
said I was, and he started a conversation with me, seeming
genuinely curious about Wicca, for about a minute and a half.
Then the smile disappeared. Then came these questions "Well,
what are you going to do after you die? Where will you go?"
I explained to him my beliefs. The smile came back as he said
"oh, you're one of them tree-huggers, right?", then
proceeded to ask again what I was going to do when I died. Before
I had a chance to say anything, he said "Because you know
that you're going to burn in the fires of eternal damnation
unless you accept Jesus Crist as your savior, right?" At
that point, I said "Well, that's what you believe, I don't
believe that so I've got nothing to worry about. If you'll excuse
me, I'm going to go have a cigarette now" (waving pack in
front of him). I was furious that he had "lured" me
into that situation, but actually glad that it happened because I
was able to handle it without losing my temper." Michelle
Mesquite, TX
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