Reading Craz's story reminds me of an incident that happened in Fiji not long after my wife and I were married. There was this old fellow in the village, a distant cousin of my wife's grandfather I think, whom everyone feared. It seems he had been to India and convinced everyone that he now had mystic powers. So they all tried to please him out of fear of something bad happening. He reinforced that fear by taking credit for every mishap and whenever someone fell ill. I tried to explain to everyone what he was doing and that the only power he had was their fear, but I wasn't very successful.
He got wind of what I was saying about him and decided to put a curse on me. That's when he fell victim to his own con. He'd been doing it so long, he had started to believe he actually did have supernatural powers and that I did as well. One night I'm sitting with my in-laws watching tv and he's outside chanting to himself softly. My brother-in-law takes me aside and tells me this fellow is trying to put a curse on the English speaking one. My brother-in-law actually wanted me to hide, because the curse was supposed to take effect when this fellow shook my hand and I spoke in English. So I decided to turn the tables on him.
I told my brother-in-law not to worry and that I'd take care of it. A few minutes later, sure enough here comes Mr. Wizard through the door. He walks right up to me, extends his hand and says, "How you boy?" I took his hand, giving it a firm squeeze and replied "Hum theek hain Adja." That means I'm fine Grandpa, in Hindi. You should have seen his face. You see, the curse was supposed to work on the one who spoke English and he was the only one speaking in English. This guy was so caught up in his own routine that he actually believed he had cursed himself, got physically ill and went home.
I had hoped everyone would draw a lesson from that and see that this person had no actual powers, but all they took away from it was that my powers were stronger than his. I've since be able to make them understand that the power lie with God not me. There for a while though, they were actually afraid of me! As for Mr. Wizard, he wouldn't even come into the compound after that. Last I heard he was in a nursing home in NZ.