I added this because not only does it show a basic sexist issue, misconceptions about alternative religion but also it gives an insight into how normal the believers of those religions are, hopefully fighting some stereoytype there too.
"Dudes. You see us on the street, in the clubs, the restaurants, the malls – we all look pretty normal, man. We’re builders, lawyers, and writers. I’m talking about guys like me. Guys like us. Witches. Male Witches.
We, like everyone else, have the same Pagan beliefs as everyone else [give or take a few]. We worship the Goddess and the God. We have our altar at home, in our apartments, the candles, the wands, the incense, the rituals, the drums, freaking our housemates and roommates out every so often. We even make our magickal circle look as elegant as yours.
The only exception however, is that we’re dudes.
We get given a lot of flak for being who we are, I’ll tell you right now.
That, and we’re under represented.
You girls have it easy; when you tell people you’re a Witch, people just sort of nod and smile. You can dress up any way you like, wear those darker coloured dresses, and wear all that jewellery, that dark make up. You can pull it off, easy. I’m not saying all female Witches do it because they don’t. Some girls, you can’t even tell… However, the point is, is that you girls aren’t going to get much jib-jab for calling yourself a Witch.
We dudes just don’t have it the same. We get triple raised eyebrows, quick glances left and right to see who else is cracking up, and a punch in the shoulder and before you know it you’re the laughing stock and someone’s buying you that drink because they reckon you’re pretty weird… but that’s cool, right?
Take me, for example. I’m a reasonably charismatic guy, and I like to present myself as best as possible because I know it’s my confidence that’s going to get me somewhere in life. Dark blonde hair, blue eyes, tall. I wear my Lacoste and my chinos; I play sports. I keep to a pretty hip group of people, and I go out most weekends, work my ass off during the week. I look after myself. I run, swim. We go out to restaurants, have nice cocktails, meet girls and boys, and spend our Sundays looking over the new project in the garage.
Football is another matter.
Point is I’m pretty normal to most standards. I don’t wear black clothing. I don’t suffocate myself in all this jewellery; I don’t have weird tattoos on my arms. And I wear deodorant. I don’t hang out with those Goths on the corner because I think that’s where I fit. My hair isn’t long and dark and full of wax.
And this is where it all stops. People don’t believe me if I tell them I’m a Witch. Even if I tell someone who’s reasonably educated, they’re going to look at me funny, and they do. The number of times I’ve had to convince people I wasn’t lying and that this is my religion, well, if I had a dime… you know the rest.
But even after I’ve convinced them [or I think I have] I’ve already lost the impending fight. They won’t believe a single word I will say about it, because I’m suddenly a break in the standards they would normally expect. Their illusion of Witches is suddenly shoved aside and well, if they believe me, then so be it. But more often than not, it’s just not the case at all.
They can’t seem to break the fabric, the one that only really includes females that dance around – naked – under the full moon going crazy. They really can’t see past that. Because A, why would a person of my status involve myself in witchcraft, and B, “No way, you just spent last weekend at the football and then got drunk with your buddies afterwards. I mean, come on, that’s silly. You’re being silly.”
See what I mean? They think I’m silly. And they don’t believe me.
You girls really do have it easy. You have no idea how much crap we have to deal with.
It would be all fine if we dressed in black and dyed our hair black and had an infinite amount of piercings in our face, didn’t wear deodorant [yes, you do know what I’m getting at here], and spoke in monotones… that would make it easier. We could tell people we’re Witches, and we’d get some recognition and some form of respect. Maybe not the respect that is wanted, but at least we wouldn’t have to sit down for hours convincing our friends that we really do love God – albeit the female version – and getting them, our good friends to take us seriously.
But thing is, we all don’t. And some of us… don’t want to.
Take me for example; I’m a little image phobic. I know if I wear that hoodie to a job interview, I’m probably not going to get it. When I’m just walking around in general, I like to look fashionable. I like to look tidy, and reasonably clean cut. You won’t find me with a tattoo anywhere. I come from a good family, let’s be honest. I realise the whole world isn’t as conservative anymore and if I do have that sleeve tattoo I’ve always wanted, well then I don’t think it will be too much of an issue in life. I guess it all depends on how we are individually raised and our different values and I definitely stay true to my roots.
I know a few other Male Witches who run the same track team as I do. You couldn’t tell them off the street. Some of them don’t say anything because they’re tired of the same-old-same-old when they talk about their religious affiliation. Then there are the few others I know, the more hippie-like ones, who wear tee shirts with holes, the long hair, the tattoos, a very bohemia-Witch-chic look I guess you could say. They don’t get hassled when they state their religious affirmation, because that’s not really a big surprise coming from the guy with the bong [It’s a hollow wand!].
To those who do dress up in dark clothing, have the piercings, the dark make up etc., I hope I haven’t offended – we’re getting into a major subculture here and that’s fine. There are many male Witches out there who do that, and that’s like, cool. But thing is, the majority of the population believe that if you are a Witch, apart from being a woman, that ‘we all dress like that’ and ‘behave like that’. And we all know that’s not a fact.
It gets worse too, especially if we go out, and you’re with your friends, non-Pagan friends of course – typical. You’re at a bar or club with all your friends; it’s a good time, and you’re chatting up all these good-looking girls and boys. Obviously it’s not the time to bring out the religion card, unless it’s that important to you, however if it is you’re pulling it out at the wrong place… Anyhow, it just so happens that one of these boys or girls you’re hanging out with is cool and you kind of like him/her. And he/she kind of likes you and you can work the rest out.
But then your buddy Jackson thinks it’s funny (though claims to respect your religious choice) to ask you about the Witch thing. And then the person you have your arm around kind of looks at you, smirking, waiting for an answer, mouths “What’s he talking about?”… It really all just goes downhill from here, and in two directions. That person gets scared off and goes back to her friends, or this person is ‘open-minded’, and wants to ‘understand’ you but really you know what that means. Jackson’s destroyed your mojo and your date’s friends are all giggling away.
However the more relevant and probably more critical example is your professional life and this is where it gets serious, whether that is in an office environment, you may or may not be a Law Graduate, or you’re just the supervisor of a video store. It’s all the same. You expect to have a bit of professionalism at any job you take and in situations like these, the religion card can be pulled for any number of reasons. But, for relevance, the example will be my own.
I’m comfortable with my religion, and in any situation, regardless of who I meet, whether it be the Prince of Wales or the President of the USA, my role model or my own boss, I’ll tell them what I am, and who I am. I’ll say it proudly and normally can counteract any missile questions that seem to follow.
I’ll say it, don’t you worry. I’m very driven in life. I like powerful people and I surround myself with them. I’m a very lucky Witch. I tend to treat it like it is a religious choice [and so should you] and the seriousness of my nature normally convinces them and shuts down any annoying questions. Unfortunately it’s inevitable that I lose a little respect, you know?
As I said before, some of these people have even asked me why I would involve myself in Witchcraft; I mean, its Witchcraft, right? Respect is important for me but at the same time I try not to compromise my own beliefs or my own self in order to impress anyone. I’m a Witch; I’m male. That’s weird to them, let’s be honest. But it does pain me sometimes, and I do lose sleep over it depending on the situation. For that reason, sometimes I don’t tell someone so as to avoid this situation because really, it’s a little difficult sometimes and more so than just the normal run-of-the-mill discrimination Witches get in general.
Nonetheless the question still stands – why should I have to be ashamed and even do that? I’m an open-minded guy and more often than not it just comes out like a verbal machine gun. I want to be respected, and according to my Star Sign, I ‘command respect’. But I don’t want people laughing at me, unless it’s because I’m a really funny guy for other reasons [which I am].
We all know why we shouldn’t be calling ourselves a Warlock although I am aware that many a Pagan actually does use the term. But that’s the other thing people say, “Isn’t a guy like a wizard or a Warlock? Yeah, you’re a Warlock [realising wizards don’t exist right?]. Only girls are Witches…” says the person who thinks he/she knows more about your religion than you do. This is the biggest most single annoying thing in the world for me personally. It pisses me off, to put it bluntly. It’s incredibly frustrating when people in life just don’t take you seriously, and for something that’s actually genuine.
And this is where it gets infuriating. I attended a Pagan festival in a nearby city several weeks ago. I brought a few Pagan friends along. I think I was wearing jeans and a shirt, and wore my necklace which consists of a beautiful Goddess symbol, and a pentagram (all on the same chain) which I’ve worn for years; the Goddess to represent my faith in the Mother, and Pentagram which to me is a symbol of humanity, and my religion, and path as a Witch.
However I was talking to a group of people around my age who seemed really nice and we had been chatting for a while. We were outside, the sun was shining, and there were tents everywhere. They told me they were going to be doing a Meditative Circle for the opening of the weekend-long festival. One of the girls, who seemed to be the inst igator of the group (there were several of them) , invited us to join. But suddenly another girl who I had noticed talking quietly with the others interjected. “We’re a closed group Mandy. If we’re going to be inviting people to join, at least make sure they’re Pagan.”
I replied, “I’ve been Pagan for over 13 years now.”
“Yeah well you don’t look like one to me, let alone a guy…” Mandy told her to back off and I wished Mandy a good weekend. She later contacted me that weekend to apologise.
Am I sensing something silly in the Pagan Community itself?"
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http://www.witchvox.com/va/dt_va.html?a=usca&c=words&id=14529
Paganism is an earth based religion that believes in both a God and Goddess. Wicca is a neo-pagan religion that uses witchcraft along side those beliefs to keep a natural balance, communicate with deities and search the spiritual world. The stereotypes of it being a danger is myth, as Wicca follows a rede, of which, the most important rule is "and it harm non do what ye will"
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