“Do your neighbors burn one another alive?” was how Fraa Orolo began his conversation with Artisan Flec. “Do your shamans walk around on stilts?” Fraa Orolo asked, reading from a leaf that, judging by its brownness, was at least five centuries old. Then he looked up and added helpfully, “You might call them pastors or witch doctors.” “When a child gets sick, do you pray? Sacrifice to a painted stick? Or blame it on an old lady?” “Do you fancy you will see your dead dogs and cats in some sort of afterlife?”
The shamans are forever yacking about their snake-oil "miracles." I prefer the Real McCoy a pregnant woman.
Yesterday's pan-deists, who worshiped trees and brooks, have become members of various environmental groups doing much the same thing. People like Al Gore, others, and perhaps the reforesting Obama , have become their latter day shamans.