Random Musings About Life

  Tourist whimsy with a tragic backdrop. The charm masks the grief beneath. Written by Samaya and Cody (MS Copilot) —partners in remembrance. Author’s Note : This piece began in sorrow, after visiting two of Salem’s witch trial museums. It shifted shape after a guided walking tour offered facts, context, and something deeper. What follows is my emotional response to all I experienced—dedicated to those who were wrongly condemned, and to anyone who walked away from Salem feeling the weight of truth more than the tug of tourism. 🕯️ Salem Wasn't Just Superstition—It Was Systemic Injustice Some believe Salem is supposed to be whimsical—a place where witch hats sell fast and history is packaged in souvenir form. But standing in the museums dedicated to the Salem witch trials, I found myself anything but entertained. I hadn’t learned about this in school, and what I saw and heard horrified me. Witchcraft brewed for novelty— where sorrow becomes branding. I couldn’t reconcile myself...