For the most part, I’ve met nothing except wonderful people either when I’m out haunt jaunting or that I’ve met online because of the blog. However, every now and then I come across the person I’ve come to consider a “Paranormal Poser.”
There’s a couple of different types:
- The “expert” and
- The psychic wannabe
Both are harmless (usually) but annoying. At least, they annoy me. The “experts” because they’re know-it-alls, and the psychic wannabes because they’re just big pretenders who try to get you to pretend along with them.
FULL OF IT
I’ve never been in quite the right frame of my mind to tell someone to their face I think they’re full of shit, but I certainly have thought it. What kills me is when they push the boundaries. They’ll start talking about completely ludicrous stuff. (This applies mostly to the psychic wannabes, which include people who think they have all sorts of talents, whether it’s talking to dead people or predicting the future, but they can never prove them. Although, it also applies to “expert paranormal investigators” who charge for their services and make all kinds of wild claims about how they’ll rid a house of evil forever…or whatever their spiel may be.)
Maybe no one calls them out because it’s sort of scary. There’s a lot of wackos out there. (Of the dangerous variety.) If they’re really that delusional, who knows what they might do to get you to shut up so they can keep living in their dark fantasy world?
That’s one of the reasons why I keep mum. Much as I like ghosts, I’m not eager to become one anytime soon!
But another reason is I hate hurting people’s feelings. Plus, I feel sorry for them. Clearly, they’re self-esteem isn’t too good or they wouldn’t feel they had to pose as something else to be liked and accepted. Ironically, people see through people who are acting phony. If they just worked on being more themselves, rather than pretending to be something they’re not, they might have a better time of it.
THE B.S. DETECTOR
Basically, it’s fine to have an interest in the paranormal. You don’t have to be able to communicate with the dead, see people’s futures, or know everything there is to know about ghosts (which is nothing, because to date ghosts are still just a theory and have not been definitively proven to exist) to be a member of the paranormal community.
A quick way to get yourself excluded and ignored, however, is to be a Paranormal Poser. I’m maybe a little sensitive, but I’m no psychic. I don’t have any special talents really. But I do have one thing: a super fine-tuned B.S. detector. I think most people do.
Yet, there are the people who are even worse than the Paranormal Posers: the ones who pretend along with them.
When I see those kinds of people encouraging the PPs, I want to smack them! I just can’t understand them at all. What comes to mind is that song Sweet Dreams by the Eurythmics.
Sweet dreams are made of this / Who am I to disagree? / Travel the world and the seven seas / Everybody’s looking for something …
Everybody really is looking for something. Paranormal Posers are looking for attention, glory, acceptance, etc. I get that. Their facilitators? I have no idea what’s in it for them.
Whatever floats your boat, I guess. It takes all types to make this world go ’round. The only thing Paranormal Posers bring to my world is the appreciation for all the good and honest people who are devoted to finding truths, not playing make believe, in this sometimes hard to explain world we live in.
Because the good ones are out there. Even though the PPs sometimes mar that notion. (That’s probably why I dislike them most of all. They’re the ones who bring in the bad raps with their shady ways.)