Back in my actual practicing days, when I took classes in magic (and later helped teach one,) I my favorite local bookstore/cafe/art gallery was featuring a book signing of The Witches' Magical Handbook by Gavin & Yvonne Frost. I mentioned that my friend Rhainna and I were planning to go, and the teachers gasped and regaled us with horror stories of how disgusting these guys are. They're from WV and have, or had, a Wiccan school. Rhainna and I had already developed a craving for lattes and hanging out, so we went anyway, and met the Frosts, and bought the book.
The Frosts are creeeeeeeeepy. They both had the most unsettling and off-putting wrongness about them. I'm not a psychic or anything, but I have a tendency to "read" people who are pedophiles. It might just be something anyone would pick up; not claiming supernatural stuff here. Anyway, my mom said she had this ability too and I suppose mine's connected to hers maybe. Whatever it is, I've been proven right before and that always makes me want to vomit.
The Frosts have that aura.
They also, I found upon reading the book, think that a girl should be physically, actually deflowered by her father (or a high priest acting in his stead) ritualistically with some kind of specially made rods or something. I'm not kidding- this is in the book, at least it was in that printing.
I'd completely forgotten about the Frosts until I was reading The Wild Hunt and saw that AJ Drew's holding a symbolic burning effigy of the Frosts. Rock on, AJ.
It's just lovely to know that pedophiliac tendencies happen in all religions.