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Witches and Accessibility

It's super trendy nowadays to call yourself a witch.

But let's take a step back and look at the roots of this phenomenon.

Once we sweep away the fluffy bunny feminist agenda confetti, what do we really have left?

In Greco-Roman sources, witches were called pharmakos, grais, and aidos — painting a very vivid picture of who they actually were.

They sang their chants, brewed potions, and were mostly older women — the classic self-made bitches who figured life out the hard way.

Medieval times tell us about witches as heretics, mostly from Cathar and Waldensian backgrounds, touched by the last echoes of gnosticism and free-spirited biblical preaching.

What's the common thread?

Well, Waldensians notably didn't suppress women.

And in Roman times, witches were the people’s competition to priests — the DIY spiritualists of their day.

Same spirit still lingers: surface-level knowledge being sold as sacred fruit to the desperate.

Speaking of fruits — during the Dark Ages, witches were stamped as devil-worshippers and diabolic minions.

Modern witches often (maybe a bit too gleefully) lean into that aesthetic.

And why not? Every massive social trauma tends to birth its own cult eventually.

Unlike fluffy neo-Wiccan bunnies, there's an entire movement of traditional witchcraft believers who openly worship the Devil.

And by "Devil" — chill — we mean mortido, the raw, death-bound energy, destructive but in skilled hands, incredibly potent.

It's the "if we die, let's at least die with music" approach.

Where’s the rational core?

The underground movement of alt-magic is huge.

It can even be "right-hand path," like in my own case:

fasting, asceticism, vows, psalm magic, Bible-as-grimoire, no-harm oaths, saint work — you name it.

Because true witchcraft is about resistance.

It's about being the wolf wearing the sheep's costume.

It can look like a sweet old church lady or a pagan priest of Brigid.

But the core is still the same:

"You didn’t invite me — too bad, I showed up anyway."

Locally, it’s just a little band-aid over a broken system.

Globally — it’s the upstart nobody asked for, but who showed up and rewrote the rules.

Witches-for-hire aren’t a new phenomenon either.

That beard’s been growing for centuries.

The only thing that's changed is the lack of fear — now they weaponize cringe on TikTok, laughing at each other and adding to the entropy.

So, when you see a "commercial witch," don’t rush to roast her face off — maybe she's also a misfit from the old magic bloodlines.

Because historically, witchcraft isn’t about sparkles and pastel Instagram grids.

It’s about otherness. About resistance. About f*ck-you energy distilled into an art form.

Crystals, Instagram-perfect aesthetics, and "witch starter kits" are nothing but pigs' lipstick.

Real witches do stuff with their hands — we're talking utilitarian magic, baby.

Some worthy branches of real witchcraft?

Stregoneria from Italian traditions.

Sabbatic Craft classics.

Even the Tubal Cain Clan with their secret goodies.

There are others — drop your favorite examples in the comments.

And if you wanna dive deeper, my inbox is open.

May your broomstick be well-oiled.

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