Why am I so fascinated by psychics? I asked myself this question while watching “Lisa Williams: Life Among the Dead” on Lifetime. (I swear, that’s the only show I watch on that channel.) I feel that Williams is a more reputable psychic than most. I am not sure what makes Williams more trustworthy: her British accent or her haircut. She makes people cry and that makes me believe her.
Sylvia Browne, author of such books as “Animals on the Other Side,” is one step above Miss Cleo. I do not care how many times she has been a special guest on the Montel Williams show, I don’t believe her. Via her Web site, Browne peddles all 37 of her books, custom jewelry, a $20 newsletter and a $750 phone reading. Next month, she will appear at the Excalibur Casino in Las Vegas. Maybe she will include Elvis in her act? Her Web site actually says: “Save $10 per night when you complete your room reservation online!”
John Edward (famous for the show “Crossing Over,” not the $400 haircut) was a media darling in the late 1990s and early 21st century. He even had a guest spot on “Will & Grace.” Now, the guy sells astrology via text message. Sad. For a mere $4.99 per month, you can receive daily horoscopes from John Edward Star Signs?.
I don’t know if you were aware, but “for Aries, it is the journey, not the destination.”
Did you know you can get an electronic tarot reading or chat with psychics online? I guess it’s good to see psychics embrace new methods of communication.
Earlier this week, I participated in a free, online tarot card reading through Alison Day’s Tarot Card Interpretation. The way it works is you stare at the screen really hard, concentrate on a question and choose six tarot cards. It kind of felt like playing online solitaire, only more ridiculous. I asked the cards if I will land this great internship that I want. I think the answer was pretty positive. My cards were the Wheel of Fortune, the Sun, Strength, the Moon, the Emperor and the Star.
“The cards suggest Tiff, that what you most want at this time is some joy and pleasure in your life, perhaps a long-needed holiday in the sun to re-charge your batteries.”
Amen, electronic tarot card.
My psychic chat experience was less exciting. I logged onto Kasamba.com and took advantage of its three-free-minutes offer. The first person I chatted with abruptly left our conversation. “OK, well I am so sorry but I don’t have the best connection with you so sorry about this but I can’t help you OK so sorry about this thank you and bye bye:-)” Seriously? A bad connection? It seemed more like a bad pun. Thanks for nothing, TruthfullyEmily.
I did not want to scare my next chat friend away, so I asked about something more definite than career advice: my deceased grandfather. I chose a woman named xtrue insightx and asked her what it was like to be dead. She responded, “ok dear u want to know if ur grand father wants to give u any message do u want me to connect to him?” While she was connecting, I contemplated whether my grandfather could use a chat room. Do dead people have e-mail? Do any psychics know how to properly punctuate? After three minutes of silence, I disconnected.
You owe me $3, xtrue insightx – or at least my dead grandfather’s screen name.
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