A few weeks ago, I was reading the paper and this article caught my eye:
A Tax on Witches? A Pox on the President!
I know, right? How many kinds of awesome is THAT?
Basically, in Romania, being a witch meant you could make money and NOT pay taxes. Until now, when the government decided, hey, you need to start paying up your fair share, like other self-employed people. Because we need a cash flow.
Being a witch is a viable career in Romania - to an extent. It's not something that's shunted aside as kid's stuff or relegated to Halloween or that pasty guy in grad school who decided to become a Wiccan because it was his best option for getting some. In Romania, they don't fuck around with the hoodoo. Not even a little. This is a country with long ties to the other-world, from Dracula to Ceausescu, and witchcraft is taken very seriously.
A few weeks later, I read this article:
Romania - False Prophecy Penalty
Because now in addition to having to pay taxes, witches are being PENALIZED monetarily for false prophecies.
I have to say, I would not want to penalize a witch. Because they have a lot of tricks up their sleeves [ha! Wait, not tricks. Illusions, Michael. Tricks are what whores do for money. Or cocaine.*] and frankly, a pissed off witch is not someone I want on my case. As a witch, I would only be thinking, "Having to pay taxes AND you're asking for a money-back guarantee? Bitch, this isn't Home Depot. You can't ask for guarantees on the ephemeral like it's a backyard grill."
What? You don't think witches talk like that?
Anyway, part of me is a big believer in this type of thing. Superstition, I mean. Generally, I am a very fact-based, reality-dwelling person. I'm a pessimist, and I've been depressed, both of which are the type of person who has a clear view of reality.
But there is a part of me that doesn't like to look out the window in the dark because of monsters and who will sometimes, after saying something complimentary about my child, ward off the Evil Eye by saying or thinking the counter-curse. And I have a hard time sleeping after having watched a movie about monsters. And I do, in fact, believe that some of the stuff on the X Files has happened. I mean, please, you don't think our government has guys like Cigarette Smoking Man working for it? Or vats of that black oily goo stopped up somewhere?
Please. Don't be naive.
* That, of course, is from Arrested Development. A lovely conversation between Michael and GOB. God, I love that show.
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