When I was a child, Halloween was like Lord of the Flies write large in suburbia. Children in cheap costumes risked life and limb heading out into the streets, lanes and dead ends. They used to be called “dead ends” before we invented cul de sacs.
Thuggery reigned in every neighborhood for one night over all others. High schoolers crammed into belching rusty cars and drive around with fire extinguishers searching for targets. Junior high maniacs dressed as hobos swung socks full of flour onto your head and shoulders while kids in plastic costumes armed only with melted down Barbasol cans braved the streets in hopes of caloric bliss.
It was a horror.
Damn I miss those days.
November 5, 2023 at 12:46 am
Halloween 2023 isn’t like Halloween in the 50s-60s. Kids in packs could roam the streets BY THEMSELVES back then. Can’t do that anymore. The emphasis these days isn’t on dressing like Casper the Ghost or a clown, dog, princess, or monkey. It’s dressing like something straight out of Hell. I don’t even go into the stores where entire aisles of bloody mangled human limbs–injection molded in China–serve as Halloween “decorations.” Yes, Satan has intercepted Halloween, too, and it’s a shame.