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When I was a 911 police dispatcher, some nights the psychos would all call in, and sometimes they'd all call about the same odd thing... like the witches on their porch. Even though these damaged folks didn't know each other and were calling in separately to the police, their complaints would be similar. It was spooky. Maybe they knew something us mundanes didn't know. We dispatchers wondered what would happen if the psychos got together, formed a lobbying group, and demanded that the police come out and de-witch their front porch one night and then protect them the Martian death rays the next [...]