“Dear Mags, sorry you felt the need to remove my button and link from your blog circle. I understand is just fair because yours is not on my blog. I love Pagan Culture, but I don’t like having too many buttons on my sidebar because it makes my blog look sort of trashy. I know I don’t comment anymore, but I still read your blog. I even read the old posts. One of them made me wonder about why you’ve changed so much.
You used to say that your entire house was magical. Now you say you can’t do magic for Samhain because you don’t have the proper tools. How can a woman that calls herself a real Witch not do magic because she doesn’t have the right cauldron? I hope you don’t get mad at me for asking. I’m not trying to be a pain in the ass, but I couldn’t stay true to myself if I didn’t tell you how I feel. I’m many things, but fake ain’t one of them =)”
Un-Dear Pain in the Ass,
You are faker than a pimped out broomstick that goes from dirt to airborne in less than 0.13 seconds. I don’t plan to reply to your latest bit of spite spew via email. I will, however, share a quote from one of the greatest Witches I’ve ever met. She used to say to me, “Bola ‘e Fuego, (fireball) stupid can never teach you anything, but you can sure learn a lot from watching stupid as it drowns in its own nonsense.”
I wasn’t going to say this, but I might as well. I hope you realize our ginormous blogging community is formed by pretty tight groups. If I were you—and I thank the gods I’m not—I would pay more attention to my words. People might not say anything, but trust me; they are on to you. The ones you’ve hurt remember… the ones you’ve insulted remember… and the ones you’ve belittled remember too.
Sit in front of a mirror and look at yourself, Un-Dear Pain in the Ass. Pay close attention to the good, the bad and the straight up wrong. For everyone else is reading and talking and watching you drown in your own stupidity. It’s ugly.
Truly Not Yours,
The Wickedest Witchy Writer of Them All
P.S. Don’t call me “Mags,” only friends get to do that.