The people I know who are into magic, astrology, etc. (is it okay to mention they are all women?) had all suffered trauma of some sort — serious assault, alcoholic parents, crazy abuse by family. Their belief in supernatural gizmos seems to be a coping mechanism, an escape hatch from pain. So when I’m rolling my eyes I try to remember to have compassion. THEN I throw away the rock/amulet/chart.
Dutch, you’re…how do I put this…? WRONG. Smart people tend to have more empathy and principles than dullards.