rule #1 of necromancy is you don't resurrect anyone famous. because you're not the first idiot with a mall athame and a phone contact called 'goat guy.' someone else has already thought of it. nothing is more embarrassing than bringing the reanimated shade of Aleister Crowley to your friend's party like it's some big accomplishment and finding out that yeah he already knows everything about cell phones and shit because your cousin Mylar had the same idea last week