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.
Of Witches and Baptists
The group of witches sits listening.
Alison is telling us about her coven sister who, in the mistaken practice of the day, deliberately raised her children, not as pagans, but as nothing, so that (in theory, anyway) they would have the freedom to make their own choice for themselves later in life.
(The tragic result of this ill-conceived exercise in spiritual libertarianism was almost invariably that said children, having no basis of comparison by which to make a good decision for themselves, usually ended up falling prey to the first spiritual predator to come along.)
“...And so when she was eighteen, her daughter became a...”
A pregnant pause.
“...a Baptist.”
A collective gasp of horror.
Then, sensing the inverted absurdity of the situation—a group of witches, after all—we all begin to laugh.
“...a Baptist!”
We laugh and laugh.
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