Re-reading the Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett, I started thinking about the description of the land of Faerie as being like a tick. In multiple worlds, some produce nothing, so when they find a thin place between their world and others, they go through and steal what they can- like a tick sucking blood from animals it lands on.
We don’t blame the ticks for being what they are, but we take steps to not let them damage us, either through sucking away our blood (resources), or spreading disease. On the other hand, if someone chose to be a parasite, that changes the situation. That’s why we judge vampires to be evil. They decided to get the eternal youth and beauty and strength or speed or whatever the local variant of benefits is, by accepting that they live off the blood (resources, life) of others.
Sadly, it’s easy to see the colonizing period of Northern Europe as being parasitic. If someone goes into your house and takes what they want of your stuff then leaves you something you didn’t want “in exchange”, that’s not trade, that’s theft. The Civilization (and Christianity) the white world gave in exchange for the rest of the worlds resources was the most spectacular con in history (and maybe archeology). Even more tragically, it is ongoing.
I don’t want to be one of the People who offer glamor rather than value in exchange for the good stuff others produce. Changing a culture, especially when it’s both long established, accepted, and weighted in favor of those who you want to change is a monumental task, and I have no idea how to even start. Change myself first I suppose. I’m sure there are other ways of seeing fairies, but this is going to haunt me for a while.