We have a rather irate group of male faeries that have been very insistent on being interviewed. Our job at the M.A.G.E. Foundation is to support ALL magickal creatures, so we thought it very appropriate for the spokesperson for D.A.M. (Discrimation Against Male) Faeries – Cody Coltsfoot – to tell us what their campaign is about and rally some support.
Cody joined me in my office and we sat comfortably across from each other in the high-backed, cushioned chairs I have for my guests in our corporate office in Rancho Cucamonga, just outside of the Los Angeles area. Cody stood approximately 18 inches high with a brilliant set of irridescent, blue-green wings that fairly glittered with magick at every flutter they made. I couldn’t help but stare at the beauty I saw before me. My own stomach fluttered to have such a magickal creature in my office so confident to show himself and interact with me. I felt very honored.
M.A.G.E Foundation (MF): Cody, thank you for taking the time to come down to our office and tell us about your campaign.
D.A.M. Faeries (DF): Thank you for having me here, Arial.
MF: So, tell us and our friends out there…What exactly is D.A.M. Faeries and why have you formed this group?
DF: Let me start by asking you a question, if you don’t mind. When I say the word “faery”, what is the first image that comes to your mind?
MF: Well, I guess I’d have to say Tinkerbell.
DF: Tinkerbell. (Cody paused with a smirk on his face) Incidentally, she’s a pixie. Not one of my favorite fae, for the record.
MF: (I shifted uncomfortably in my chair at his candid confession.) Uh, ok. Would you like me to come up with another image?
DF: Yes, in just a moment, but you’ve already proven one motivating factor as to why we formed this group. Now, what other image comes to mind when you hear the word “faery”?
MF: (I didn’t feel entirely safe at proceding, but dropped my guard and answered truthfully.) Ok, I’d have to say it’s often used as a derogatory term for a homosexual male.
DF: Precisely! (Cody leaned to the edge of his seat in the excitement. Grudgingly, I admit to jerking with a start at his sudden exclamation.) We are a group of male faeries that are, quick frankly, sick and tired of being forgotten in the Realm of the Fae!
MF: I don’t understand how you are forgotten.
DF: There are two sterotypical images that come to mind when one mentions the word “faery”, and you came up with both of them. One either thinks of a female with butterfly wings…dainty, delicate, flitting around looking pretty or being cute, like that pixie bitch Tinkerbell. OR one thinks of a man walking around swishing his hips and talking with a ridiculous lisp! (Cody proceeded to stand up and demonstrate the image, his figure floating a few inches off the ground as he walked on air.)
MF: (Trying to make light of the situation, I joked with him.) You ARE a little light in the loafers, aren’t you!
Cody stopped in his immitation and spun to glare at me. The look on his face made my regret immediate.
DF: How witty! (Cody flew back to his seat and crossed his arms.)
MF: (Trying to bring the focus back to the interview…) So…Your D.A.M. Faeries group is a collection of male faeries trying to change the widespread stereotype so people in general will be more open to accepting the image of the masculine version of the fae race…am I correct?
DF: It’s more than that! Not only are we tired of being left out! We’re tired of the massacre!
MF: Massacre?!
DF: Yes! You of all people – one of the heads of the M.A.G.E. Foundation who protect all magickal life – should know that whenever someone says, “I don’t believe in…”
MF: Ah, yes, we shouldn’t say, “I don’t believe in male faeries.”
I watched in horror as Cody Coltsfoot’s eyes bugged out of his adorable little head and he clutched his tiny chest in apparant pain. With an angry expression on his blue-tinted face, he DIED in my office with curses for me on his lips.
I sat motionless in my chair. What had I done? I thought. After a few moments – which seemed to stretch on forever – I at last stood from my chair and screamed, “I KILLED HIM!”
My staff came running to my office and saw the lifeless little body of Mr. Cody Coltfoot, the leader of the D.A.M. Faeries campaign, laying on the floor at my feet. It is with great regret and guilt that I report this interview, but it is a profound message to all of you out there. I urge you to PLEASE be careful of the words you say!
Thankfully, my staff – not quite affected by the situation – rose to the occassion. With much clapping and chanting, “I DO BELIEVE IN MALE FAERIES!!”, Cody revived.
Mr. Coltsfoot has declined to finish the interview and he refuses to take my calls, or receive my e-mails, or any written correpondences from me. However, we would still very much like to speak out for the safety of these poor, forgotten creatures of the Fae Realm and their seemingly fragile state. Mr. Coltsfoot has reluctantly agreed to continue correponding with the M.A.G.E. Foundation…as long as it is via e-mail or written correspondence…and it is NOT with me.
For the record, Mr. Coltsfoot, I humbly apologize for that careless slip of my tongue and I am very happy to know you are alive. I wish you and your team the greatest success and anything we can do to help your cause, please do not hesitate to let us know…through my other staff members, of course.
That’s my two pence…
Arial 
