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Okay, gang. Game time! What do these statements have in common? If you guessed that they all come from the mouth of the same person, you’re wrong. Indeed, the most striking thing is, all these statements (which are accurate paraphrases of comments I have heard with my own ears) were

I used to be a pagan. Not a neo-pagan with phony stilted semi-Tolkienesque speech (“Bright blessings! Merry meet!” “An it harme noone do as thou wilt,”). Nor was I an adherent of some recently minted group of Gaia-worshippers playing dress-up in their Society for Creative Anachronism costumes and pretending they

I just got back from Mass.  Nobody followed me home in a mysterious black car. Yesterday, my wife went swimming with her head uncovered and her legs and arms exposed. Nobody tried to beat her to death as a harlot. Not one of my children are child-soldiers, impressed into some