I used to think stuff like that was just a scare story...until I found out that an acquaintance of mine, whom I have hired in the past to do work for me, is the high priest nationally of one of the churches of Satan. I googled his name and Satanism and there was tons of stuff he'd written on how to promote evil. I was severely shocked.
Worst part is, he's not just some crazy kid. He's middle-aged, and works as a subsitute TEACHER for special ed kids.
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Oh yes, and he was wearing black and bla bla bla. Did I tell you that my teacher was Bill Clinton?, it´s not true but who cares in internet?. By the way, if he´s so notorious, why on earth is working for you?
Assuming for the moment that this actually happened and isn't outright bullshit <struggles to keep a straight face>, isn't it just barely possible that there may be more than one person on the planet with the same name? The internet's a big place, and google covers an awful lot of it.
Well, since one of the central tenets of Satanism is that one shouldn't harm children, I think he'd be an excellent teacher for special ed kids, as opposed to the "spare the rod, spoil the child" types.
There is only one church of Satan and it's not what you think it is.
Actually, no. While the Church of Satan is certainly the largest Satanic group out there, many more exist. The next largest is probably the Temple of Set . If you're referring to groups which are explicitly called "Church", I can think of the Church of Azazel, the First Church of Satan, and the Worldwide Church of Satanic Liberation off the top of my head.
You're right about the rest, though. I'd put money on it that this guy isn't promoting real evil (i.e raping children and whatnot), though he might be promoting self-acceptance, personal responsibility, and other such things that Christians might find offensive. The only group I know that openly promotes crazy shit is the Order of Nine Angles, with their involuntary human sacrifices and other assorted criminal activity. But they're small, secretive, and (last time I checked) primarily in Britain, so I seriously doubt he's a member of that, and even if he were, you wouldn't be able to find it out from google.
And? I Google my name, and I get a watercolor artist, a dude who owns a chain of restaraunts in Denver, a research scientist in Silicon Valley, and the president of something called Nova-Habitat.
Actually...wow, everyone who shares my name is pretty kickass. Yeah, I guess I'd be pissed if my only other namesake was a cult leader, too.
The special was on HELL not satanists.
I watched it, I laughed, and I was perfectly content with it until reading this.
The only bit they had on there was the fact that the estimates given by the media was grossly inflated and that no collection of charges was ever proven true. It was all of about 5 minutes.
Worst part is, he's not just some crazy kid. How is that the worst part?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Of course, you don't name anyone specifically and you provide no way by which your tale can be checked. Surprise, another bullshit Fundie story.
Funny thing: My dad recently googled my name and found a mention of a gaming book listing me as editor. He knew I was a gamer, so he bought me the book, thinking I would get a kick out of seeing my name in the credit.
I was very glad to get the book; the publisher never had sent me the complimentary copies I was supposed to get!
My first name is so common as to be absurdly ubiquitous, but my last name is NOT. Consequently, I found it hilarious that it never even crossed his mind that I really was the editor in question on that book (it was a freelance job). So his "surprise" turned out to generate a nifty surprise for both of us!
~David D.G.
For the most part, when I google my name, it is me. All my press releases, book sites, artwork, etc.
Not a lot of people with "Jerod Twiford" out there. :P
~Jerod T.
Oh yeah?
Well, I was *IN* a cult and I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night half an hour before I went to bed, eat a lump of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our mother would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah.
Signed M.Python
Confused?
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