posed to be a picture of a Witch: Ugly green face, yellow teeth, black pointy hat and a big wart on her nose. It was displayed on the wall beside the Traffic Section’s counter. I took a moment and spoke to the civilian supervisor in the Traffic Section about this decoration. The supervisor told me that if it disturbed me she would take it down. I told her that it perpetuated a damaging stereotype that I had been fighting to correct for years. The decoration came down.

Later that day I happened to be passing through the lobby again during a break from classes. I found that the picture of the ugly green “Witch” had been put back up. This time I took the decoration down myself. As I only had a few minutes before I was to be back in class, I decided to take it up with the inspector later.

On the next classroom break I was approached by an angry senior police constable in the hallway outside the classroom. This officer worked at an office job in the Traffic Section. It turned out that this picture of a “Witch” belonged to him. He couldn't understand why this picture annoyed me. He told me that he understood that I was a Witch and that I did not resemble this cartoon caricature that he had put up in the lobby. Yet at the same time he did not understand why this picture would upset me. He said that his family had decorated his home since his childhood with images of this sort. He didn't seem to understand how his use of this stereotypical image could be damaging to me and my religious community. In his opinion it was a simply a Halloween decoration, and only meant in fun. Eventually this traffic officer agreed to put the decoration away and I returned it to him. Later that afternoon I was contacted by his inspector. Obviously this officer had contacted him after our encounter. I went to the inspector's office and discussed the incident.

The inspector was very anxious: He was concerned that I was planning to take further action. I assured him that I had settled the matter with the persons involved and considered the matter concluded.

At about the same time the social workers from the Ministry for Children and Family Development that I collaborated with in child abuse investigations presented me with a sign for my desk that read “Witch Parking:  Violators Will Be Toad”.  I found it amusing and put it on my desk.  A few days later this sign went missing.  I learned from one of the social workers that she had seen one of the other police officers in the unit take it down.  I found it stuffed under a computer in the office.  

People often fear differences, which is why they classify people who don’t fit into their expectations with terms like “weird.” I can illustrate this with a personal experience: In March of 1994 I did a speaking tour in Arkansas and Tennessee. This was immediately following a recent homicide arrest involving teens supposedly involved in Satanism, Magick and “Witchcraft.”A lot of hysteria had been created by this event. The backlash was being felt by the local Pagan community. The local Unitarian Church had asked me to speak to various community groups in this area in an attempt to dispel some of the fear and misunderstandings. The  Unitarian Church sponsors Wiccan institutions such as CUUPS (Covenant of Universalist Unitarian Pagans). 

The first public presentation that I did was in Little Rock: I gave a slide presentation on the dissemination of urban legends about Satanism followed by an open Wiccan circle. This was held in a Unitarian Church. About 100 people attended the presentation. Many of the audience appeared nervous to me at first. At least one person attending was a local cop (who was probably checking us Wiccans out). There were no obvious indications that the press had attended. By the end of the event everyone was very much more relaxed: Nothing really out of the ordinary had happened to alarm them.

The next evening I gave a public presentation of the same slide show in Jonesboro, Arkansas. The atmosphere there was entirely different: The local Wiccans refer to Jonesboro as “Fort God.” A few months earlier a legal, peaceful protest march by about 70 Wiccans had taken place here: They were protesting the closing of Magic Moon, a local metaphysical book store, in June of 1993. This peaceful protest ended prematurely when a hostile crowd of fundamentalist Christians ten times larger showed up. Police from 7 jurisdictions had been called in to extract the Wiccans from the crowd. Two people broke through the police line trying to get at the Wiccans. One of these persons was armed with a firearm. Both suspects were detained and disarmed by the police. All of the local television stations aired coverage of this incident.

Earlier, owners of two Jonesboro venues had cancelled my speaking engagement due to fears of the adverse consequences of allowing a Pagan speaker to use their facility. I’m sure that they had this earlier violent protest in mind when they did so. The third venue that we eventually used for my presentation was a large local coffee house. It was full to capacity. Mindful of the armed counter protesters of a few weeks previous, I wore body armor and was assigned two large body guards. There was a large media scrum armed with cameras and tape recorders outside the venue when I arrived. The entire front row of the audience consisted of members of the Jonesboro Police Department. Tense and hostile are the words that I’d use to sum up the situation here. Fortunately everything went fairly smoothly.

The following evening I repeated my slide presentation at the University of Memphis, in Memphis, Tennessee. This event took place in a large lecture theatre in the department of psychology. It was a very pleasant experience. Everyone seemed quite comfortable with the topic. There were a few media persons with cameras present, but no media scrum. The crowd was three times the size of the Jonesboro event the previous evening. Yet everyone was relaxed and civilized.

Here within a few hours driving distance of one another were three communities with entirely different takes on Wicca and Neo-Paganism. The smaller and more isolated the community, the greater the fear and intolerance I experienced. The larger and more cosmopolitan, the

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