The Satanists came out to play in Noosa last week on Hallowe’en, staging a Black Mass at the Surf Club roundabout. There were nuns, fright masks, cloaks, fake clerical collars, wigs, Goth platform boots, little red horns, and lots of black clothing, rather hot on a steamy tropical evening. As toxic philosophies go, this bit of street theatre was too silly to be taken seriously.
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