I was at the book store just today, and I happened to come across a large section of Dennis Wheatley books. I was very interested in the prospect and couldn’t decide what to get (though they didn’t have The Devil Rides Out), but was a little disappointed by the author’s attitude to the so-called black arts that he writes about (he actually believed the stories he wrote were based on observations and actually based that black magic was to be avoided at all times). I couldn’t resist telling my brother about it, but he and my mother were looking for books on religion (she was eager to help him with his art project, which is themed around religion, even to the point of hijacking his project), and unfortunately she heard me talking Dennis Wheatley, black magick, and mainstream religion, and responded to me with base ignorance about black magick, telling me it’s “weird stuff” and that “you shouldn’t get into that stuff”. It’s a response typical of an ignorant Christian, the kind who refuse to accept that the age of Jesus Christ has already burned out and is fast coming to an end. I can only hope this kind of ignorance is rewarded with heartless betrayal. Then again, I guess that’ll teach me for trying to talk to family about subjects near and dear to me.
Such base ignorance, and the fact that I live with and near people who are conditioned with it, made me feel like I should be living in a more liberal and open-minded, perhaps more educated, community during the rest of my days. I’d prefer to find a liberal part of America where this is the case, though truth be told anywhere where people are more understanding than in some backwater part of Wales that I live in would be very nice. I guess I just assume liberals, though I’ll probably disagree with them, can be easier to live with than conservatives. To still live in a part of the world where people are infatuated with Christian-influenced ignorance can be kind of a source of disappointment for me, I feel like I’m not where I belong.