September 21, 2004

A strange excuse

United States: School is a hotbed of danger to fundamantalists. What could be worse than their dear children acquiring the skills with which they can discover that religion is a load of old bollocks? Some fundies create the most elaboratly fantastic lies to avoid sending their children to school - take Jake Jenkins of Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania who claims that witches are out to get him and his eight children.

He told a Times Leader photographer witches are trying to kill me. Asked why, he said, I really don't know.
His protection against dark forces extends beyond his front door.
A tree stump in the center of his small front yard is adorned with wooden stakes: nine point skyward, and seven jut from its side along its circumference.
It's a map of the neighborhood, Jenkins said. Each spike points to where a witch lives.
There's a whole bunch that live up there, he said, pointing north up Waller Street.
The horizontal stakes, painted red, point out the witches, he said. The purpose of the vertical ones? To gently dissuade witches from using his stump for ceremonies.
What they used to do is come by and sit on it, he said.
An orange plastic fence on either side of his home is yet another anti-witch precaution. They would always try to sneak over.
Jenkins won't name names, but says he's got the dirt on the neighborhood.
The one up there, she drinks human blood, he said. The one ... there, she's the real high-level witch, but she's real slick.
Standing on his porch dressed in warm-up pants, a T-shirt and a sweat-stained army cap, Jenkins explains Luzerne County is the location of the largest witches coven in the state.

He even claims his own brother is part of the conspiracy. His neighbours do not share his concern:

Chris Foote, 23, lives across the street and a couple of homes away. Foote said he never thinks about Jenkins' stump display. I don't really know what the deal is with that. They've always been weird, so I really thought nothing of it.
Gene and Becky Dill live directly across Waller Street from Jenkins. He warned them about the neighborhood activity, they said.
They just shrugged their shoulders. We said OK, Becky Dill said.

Maybe they're witches too - or Jenkins is a paranoid loon.

W-B man: 'Witches are trying to kill me' - Times Leader, 16th September 2004 (via MetaFilter).

1 comment

Thanks for putting up this site, It's great. And to think that there are people out there that think us witches are after them and their children. I personally have 2 kids and I really don't need anymore!

Silver Faery

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