From Convert (soon to be Sedevacantist) Ann Barnhardt:
I cannot believe that I even have to say this, but…
…if a doughy middle-aged guy who is trying to look like Lord Sebastian Flyte’s gay American travel agent sidles up to you after Trad Mass and asks in mawkish tones if you would like a Tarot Card reading…
I don’t care if he drinks gin with the third cousin of the Fifth Viscount Ladyfingers. RUN AWAY. Sprint, even.
According to the formidable Dymphna, people are actually defending… occult divination by “amusing confirmed bachelors” – as long as they hang around TLM parishes now??
Have we LEARNED NOTHING???