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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What Do You Say When They Wish You 'Merry Christmas'?

What do you say when they wish you 'Merry Christmas'?

Well, it all depends on what you want to communicate.

Thanks, you too.

No thanks.

(Smile, shake head.)

Sorry, not my holiday.

You shouldn't assume that everyone's Christian.

And the broom you rode in on, baby.

Hail Satan.

I'm a pagan, and I don't celebrate Christmas; I celebrate the Winter Solstice.

Actually, we're Solstice people.

Well, you could wish me a 'Good Yule.'

Good Yule to you, too.

Where I come from, we still call it 'Yule.' (Grin.)

Some questions worth asking:

How important is this?

What is my intent here?

What is the most effective way to communicate what I want to communicate?

How much personal information do I owe?

What impression am I leaving of pagans and paganism?

 

 

 

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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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