Wow. Just, wow. I admit, I didn't actually finish the book. It was FAR too bizarre.
Admittedly, I chose the book because I believed it would be an academic study of different folklore from around the world, with maybe a few ghost stories thrown in. I suppose I thought it would illustrate how many cultures worldwide believe in similar things- like the Yeti of the Himalaya being so similar to the Sasquatch of the Pacific Northwest. Maybe some "true" ghost stories would be included for fun. But overall, I guess I didn't think this book would be so SERIOUS.
And it IS serious. Dead serious, if you'll excuse the pun. This author believes very strongly in the occult and takes for granted that the reader would as well. I tend to be fairly rational, though I love reading about hauntings because I think they can be fun. I'm agnostic about things like ghosts, demons, magic, whatever- mostly leaning towards nope but occasionally conceding that some things cannot be explained by science, at least not yet. So I suppose I live in the halfway zone, one that sort of believes in these things, kind of WANTS to believe in these things, but ultimately… mostly I don't. And most books about ghosts and monsters, even those claiming to be "true," still have a sense of the tongue in cheek to them, a bit of a wink and a nudge, a feeling of "ooh, isn't this spooky?" This book is totally the opposite.
I stuck through the chapter on monsters and hauntings, because at first it seemed like many of the other books I had read. Then it got into demonic possession, including very graphic stories of people supposedly being raped by ghosts and demons- keep in mind that the author doesn't offer alternative explanations, but rather has no doubt in his mind that these events truly occurred without mentioning things like sleep paralysis. He even gives tips on what to do if you do enter a sexual relationship with a ghost!
Moving on, I sat through the poltergeist activity, where the author stated plainly that the obvious cause of these events were teenagers opening up portals of energy with their crazy hormones or whatever. With a straight face he gives the wildest explanations of events that can be easily explained through rational thought.
What really sent me reeling was the chapter on ritual killings. I thought that this was his chance to turn around, come back to earth, but he definitely did not. For example- a man who was on the fringes of several Wiccan groups was found brutally murdered and dumped in the ocean. Police find an angry soon-to-be-ex-girlfriend with plenty of motive, means, and opportunity. They arrest her and it seems to be case closed. Not to Wickham. He believes that it was somehow a ritual killing- without giving much reason for why. His evidence includes: the murder took place near one of the solstices (not ON the solstice, but just near one, which could mean days out of the year), the man was killed viciously (not necessarily a ritual, more likely overkill from an angry ex who knew she was about to be dumped), the fact that the body was found in water (never mind that the English Channel probably seemed like a safe dumping ground to any murderer) and that the boat that found the body was called the Clairvoyance (and this is the "evidence" that most got me- Wickam's account of the murder victim and the murderer had NOTHING to do with clairvoyance. As far as even Wickham is concerned, no one in this story was trying to tell the future or increase psychic ability. The only thing the boat's name has in common with this case is that it's vaguely spooky).
Wickham sees witches and cults in every corner. Though the "Satanic Panic" of the 1980's has been largely discredited, Wickham seems to think there really was a growing occult movement. He also points to the famous series of murders in Florence spanning from the 1960's into the 1980's. Several couples were murdered and the woman's bodies were often cut up. Wickham claims this is ritualistic because they happened when the moon was partly obscured by clouds. Taken from a logical perspective, this is also the perfect time for a serial killer to operate- enough moonlight to navigate, not enough to be seen. He explains every hallmark of an actual serial killer as if it is of COURSE ritual murder, without taking into account how serial killers actually kill and operate.
What really ended it for me was this line: "And of course Winston Churchill, prime minister and inspired wartime leader, was a Druid…" I'm pretty sure most people wouldn't respond with "Oh yes, of COURSE."
Look, I still gave this book a couple stars because if you're into the occult on the level that Wickham is, this book is definitely for you. If you sincerely believe in all sorts of occult phenomena, completely devoid of any doubt, then you should definitely read this. And it's not a badly written book! It's engaging and I think the way he told the stories are why I stayed with it for so long. Plus throughout the book he has several little asides on legends from around the world and THOSE were totally fascinating! I suppose even if he was dead serious about the occult but wrote more on the international aspects of the paranormal (this book mostly focused on the UK, which makes sense as that is where the author is from) I would've really, really liked it. But as it is, this book simply wasn't for me.