Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth

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.

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Easter Cookies

Easy Decorated Easter Egg Cookies - Fun ...

Easter 2025: Three Voices

A Satire in Bad Taste

 

Here, Your Holiness, I baked you some Easter cookies. They're from my mother's favorite recipe. I hope you enjoy them.

Why, thank you my son, I'm sure I will. Mmm, delicious. Bless you, and a happy Easter.

 

Twelve Hours Later

 

Mission accomplished, Mr. President.

See, I told you it would work. Another little trick I picked up from my best bud Vladimir.

You know, we're on a first name basis now, me and him, did I tell you that?

 

 

 

 Satire, folks. It's satire.

 

 

 

 

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Poet, scholar and storyteller Steven Posch was raised in the hardwood forests of western Pennsylvania by white-tailed deer. (That's the story, anyway.) He emigrated to Paganistan in 1979 and by sheer dint of personality has become one of Lake Country's foremost men-in-black. He is current keeper of the Minnesota Ooser.

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