The ever-interesting Pharyngula has a report on a group of rather unpleasant fundies who are targeting Pagans.
"Repent or perish" is their message. They show up dressed in army fatigues, carrying bullhorns, with ghetto blasters blaring Christian music, and they write down license plate numbers and photograph people doing anything they disapprove of.
Because, hey, nothing would make me want to give up my own religion and join yours faster than seeing you act like complete, unmitigated assholes. Can you tell me again about that part where Jesus said, "Whosoever you intimidate and harass in my name, they also will I convert for your religion and arrange to have donate money to your church."
They are our American Mutawwa'in, petty tyrants of propriety with a bloated sense of their own importance. They are our self-righteous wanna-be oppressors.
To be fair, they hate the Masons, gay-friendly Episcopalians, and Unitarians ("Pagan and witchcraft headquarters for Amarillo. Pagan and witchcraft celebrations and rites are performed here"), too, not to mention shops that sell sex toys, and they include those and others on their "Warfare Map." Lots and lots of military images on their website,
It just can't be fun to live that way, can it? I just wish they'd go live like that somewhere else.
I'm a woman, a Witch, a mother, a grandmother, an eco-feminist, a gardener, a reader, a writer, and a priestess of the Great Mother Earth. Hecate appears in the
Homeric Ode to Demeter, which tells of Hades who caught Persophone
"up reluctant on his golden car and bare her away lamenting. . . . But no one, either of the deathless gods or of mortal men, heard her voice, nor yet the olive-trees bearing rich fruit: only tenderhearted Hecate, bright-coiffed, the daughter of Persaeus, heard the girl from her cave . . . ."