Revering the darkroom as a mystical place is as much of a detriment as revering a camera as a mystical object.

My darkroom is a place where I can work alone, listen to loud music, and slosh paper around in chemicals. I assisted a professor at my school last year teaching a bunch of art school sophomores in an Intro to Photography course. I banished everything they were taught in high school, and told them not to think of their silver prints as being any different in the end than an inkjet print or what have you. They were split-grading and bleaching and toning in less than a month.

Their work got better...and there were fewer dust spots and scratches...and there was much rejoicing.