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Occasionally I wandered in where I was not wanted and gave truthful answers.
Sometimes I even did it deliberately. A little disruption now can prevent disaster later.

Hermit and the noise

Like many pagans, I read almost everything I can on dozens of subject.

Now I know many of my readers for this blog don’t appreciate libertarian politics. But sometimes there is stuff that crosses over. Take this recent Captain Capitalism

I have to give some background. The word “liberal” was coopted in the U.S. by progressives. A “libertarian” or “classic liberal” in the U.S. would be called a “liberal” in most of Europe. Instead of a hands-off approach, the modern American liberal wanted government highly involved, especially in the social mores.

Libertarians sort of gave up the name “liberal” without a fight. For many years, the libertarian movement came close to dying out.

There is a huge difference between “Second Wave” feminists and “Third Wave” feminists. As the “Third Wave” ages, there is a new type of feminism emerging. One that is less interested in making a statement or advancing the cause and more interested in equal rights. It’s too early to tell what impact this new type will have, but I’m hopeful. I’m also very, very tired of “Third Wave” and “third wave wannabes” expecting me to jump through their hoops.

Ten years ago I was finding that the word “pagan” and I didn’t exactly fit anymore. Much of it was because pagans had allowed it’s critics and it’s loudest “social outcasts and rejects” to define paganism itself. I’ve talked about the “
walking wounded” before and I won’t go into that here. We pagans don’t like truth these days, we want it prettied up so we can show a “united” front. And our heroes are banished outside the outer rampart for saying the wrong things at the wrong time.

That brings us to the Captain Capitalism post. He writes about an interesting men’s movement that is collapsing because the “cultists” took it over. I was never part of MGTOW, I was intrigued by some of the ideas.

But the inmates have taken over the asylum.

Soon after I accepted myself as Pagan (proud and with a capital P), I met a group. After a good start, things got ugly enough to put me off pagan groups. There was some very nasty business on both sides and it lasted years. It was before I took the title NeoWayland, but I call it
NeoWayland and the Wiccan Crusaders. It took years more before I was ready for a group again, and even then it was an online group.

You shouldn’t listen to the folks in the weird clothes and making the loudest noises.

Here’s truth. If I worked my way up the hierarchy, all you’d really know is that I adhered to that groups standards and beliefs. If you didn’t know me, you’d have no reason to give my words any value.

I’m not pagan to get noticed and I am not writing this to get famous.

I’m not loud enough to cut through the noise. You’re going to have to meet me partway.

If you really are a pagan (small p), you’re not defined by the clowns or your critics.

You’re defined by Divine choice and your choice joined together.

It’s enough. Today.

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