In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.
Witching II: ACLU
My friend C____ teaches for the local school district.
Back in the Bad Old Days of the Satanic Panic, word got around that one of the so-called “Occult Experts” who spread their lying gospel of babies bred for sacrifice and “recovered memory syndrome” was going to be speaking locally. My friend and some other men from his coven decided to mount a protest.
The night of the talk, they stood together outside the entrance, each of them wearing a black, pointy witch's hat. They carried no signs, didn't say a word, and didn't interfere with anyone, just stood there in silent witness while people arrived. My friend saw the parents of several of his students going in, and they saw him.
Sure enough, next morning during home room he hears the expected announcement over the loud speaker.
“Would Mr. ______ please come to the principal's office?”
So my friend goes down to the office.
Principal: So C___, I hear you were involved in some sort of...protest last night.
C___: If you haven't heard from the ACLU yet, you should be hearing from them shortly.
Principal (sputtering): Aw Jeez, what did you have to go getting them involved for?
C___: This conversation is over. Good bye.
And he walks out of the office.
End of story, and no more heard. Ever. The teachers' union is a powerful one.
Witches make good friends, neighbors, and co-workers. If we say we'll do something, we'll do it, and we'll help you out when you need our help.
But that doesn't mean you shouldn't be afraid of us.
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