Buffy the Vampire Slayer
A week back, my girlfriend handed me a DVD set for when the Greek and Latin gets too much for my addled brain. It was the first season of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I laughed, because I figured I would have to be pretty desperate to have to injure my brain like that.
Turns out, the Plutarch started taking its toll, so I thought, hey, why not? And with such literary material comes a magnificent revelation: I have discovered the ultimate treasure trove of woo. The people on here talking about their chakras or astral bodies or whatever -- they don't believe in gods, they believe in Buffy the Vampire Slayer! There's even an episode where the "explain it to me" character (who, incidentally, takes British way past 11) starts talking about quantum mechanics EXACTLY like someone who has never done any math, but assumes that every implication of sub-atomic physics is magic.
X-Files would have been too easy. There's the girl character who's always saying "there must be a scientific explanation for --" and then she gets jumped by a three-headed fire-breathing giant cockroach ghost. In Buffy, nobody ever even asks! It's, "we're in a place of magic; what's the magical explanation?"
Incidentally, we may have found Luminon's religion. So sayeth the Buffy.
Saint Will: no gyration without funkstification.
fabulae! nil satis firmi video quam ob rem accipere hunc mi expediat metum. - Terence