With all the Tarot talk here lately, I thought it might be a good idea to state my position on Tarot and fortune telling, and psychics in general, especially after running across this item today on KGW’s Web site. (the site’s kind of obnoxious, but they have a video there which can’t be embedded here)
First off, I want to know where this guy came up with the name Drakar Druella because no, I don’t think it’s real. Secondly, there’s apparently far more to the story than the report at KGW would let you believe. Like, according to the Oregonian, these two were planning to go into business together.
However, be that as it may, when someone says you have a curse on you and they can lift it for large sums of money, this is a sign unto you that your hair just caught fire and you should be running out the door screaming. You do not, repeat, DO NOT have a curse on you. Or demons following you. Sorry. Get over it. It doesn’t work like that.
According to the police search warrant affidavit and an interview with Druella, he first paid Stevens $265 for advice on Oct. 8. She told him he had “negative energy” and a demon attached to him, and she could help him get rid of it. But in order to do so, she said she’d need $22,000 to buy a “tabernacle” and she’d conduct an exorcism. She instructed him not to say anything to others and also asked him to turn over to her his personal journals.
Only rarely in the past have I accepted money for doing Tarot readings. My former hairdresser and I used to trade services. She’d do my hair, and in payment I would read her cards (bear in mind I was not getting $250 haircuts, we’re talking the equivalent of about $50). Sometimes she’d give me a bottle of the shampoo I liked that I could only get at salons. A couple of times I did phone readings for one of those online services, but I couldn’t stand that for long. Now mostly I read for myself, or occasionally for a friend, for free. If I was going to make a living at it, sure, I’d have to charge something but it wouldn’t involve expensive cars as payment. Unless you really insist on giving me one.