Close to the base of the Craggy Pinnacle Trail near Milepost 364 on the Blue Ridge Parkway, a wizard reaches one long arm out to engage every single passerby — much like a snake oil salesman of a bygone era, much like a political marketeer, much like the TDS offers that spring up like mushrooms in your mailbox.
As with those examples, you’ll want to be careful about responding. Wizards change lives. And I’m certainly not suggesting that all wizards are bad, I’m sure they’re as varied as Presbyterians. What I am saying is that if you decide to cast your lot with a wizard it’s best to get off the beaten track, find one you have to search for — not one that’s searching for you.