Halloween Rant
 | Current mood:  aggravated Category: Religion and Philosophy I'm not a fan of Halloween, in fact I hate it. I don't decorate, I don't buy or give out candy, I don't dress up, and I don't go to parties. This year, I even made sure I was working at the gallery...boy was that a mistake. The mall was FILLED with Halloween-crazy people dressed in ridiculous costumes and dragging their kids around for the purpose of safe trick-or-treating. I must admit, the little kids with the really creative costumes were pretty stinkin' cute, but there were more idiotic big kids and adults dressed up than cute little kids. It was dumb. I wasn't amused. But then again, neither were they. My boss had given me the choice of giving out candy or not and I opted out. I told her I don't celebrate Halloween and really didn't want to give out candy. She said that was fine, so I was kind of looking forward to an uneventful evening here at the mall...wrong again. We had this sign on the outside of the gallery that said NO CANDY and you would have thought it said WE HATE YOU! by the way the adults acted. The kids were nicer than the adults were. One dad didn't realize I was sitting so close to the door and he told his little boy, "Go into that store and stick your tongue out and go Pppttttttttt!" Right about the time the dad finished his raspberry sound effect his eyes met mine and he turned about 20 different shades of red. Of course, as he walked by I heard him say, "Well, I guess I can understand why they wouldn't want a bunch of kids in there…they have a lot of expensive stuff." Whatever! Now before anyone gets upset, let me clarify something. I'm not judging anyone else about participating in Halloween. In fact, I'm a totally supportive aunt when it comes to my nieces and nephews. If they need someone to take them trick-or-treating or to the carnivals at church, and their parents can't do it then I will totally help out. I just don't willingly participate myself. I'm not trying to bust any one's chops or make them feel guilty; I'm just talking about how I feel about Halloween. You see I usually get grief when I tell people I don't do Halloween. People roll their eyes at me or call me a party pooper. It's funny, because this was actually the first year that someone finally asked me WHY I don't celebrate. I explained that it's been coming on for a long time, that I didn't make the decision based on one specific reason, and that I didn't make the decision off the cuff. There are things I know, things I've experienced and things I've learned about Halloween that make me not want to associate with it…and not want to glorify it. The reasons I don't celebrate Halloween are similar to the reasons why I do celebrate Christmas…it's a matter of what's at the core of the holiday. There are things that have occurred on Halloween night, and things that continue to happen on Halloween night, that make my skin crawl…things that I am vehemently opposed to because of my religious beliefs and just because I'm human! If that makes me weird or a party pooper then I guess I can live with that. It's a fact that certain "religions" call Halloween their High Mass or Black Mass. It's a fact that they sacrifice all sorts of things to their god in hopes that they will receive supernatural power. It's a fact that these "religions" start praying weeks in advance for chaos on Halloween night. With my own eyes I've seen a circle of black-cloaked figures standing in a cemetery on a foggy morning and heard their indiscernible chants as they spoke or prayed to someone or something unseen. This was thirteen days before Halloween. I've been kept in on a Halloween night, not allowed to go trick-or-treating, because police had come by earlier that evening and told us that 5 little kids had already come up missing and people in black hooded robes had been spotted in the area around the time of what was being considered "abductions." I've heard people come in to work crying on November 1st because they found their cat or dog dead in the back yard with it's gut split up the middle and it's heart missing. I've heard reliable sources tell me about a well-known "religious" leader who owns property in Oregon, who has a neighbor who owns a ranch. Every Halloween the rancher has to guard his cattle through the night because for a few years in a row some of his calves came up missing and he found the severed heads of some of his cattle next to the property line that he shared with this cult leader. Weird stuff happens all year round with irregularity, but it seems to happen on a regular basis come Halloween. So, the next time you talk to me and it's close to Halloween, try not to grimace too much when I tell you I don't have, and don't want plans for Halloween. I've got good reason to just stay home and pray that nothing weird happens to any of my family, or any of you for that matter. Oh, and another thing…this year my car got broken into on Halloween so that's pretty much clinched it for me. Some rude person was probably out acting crazy due to all the weirdness in the air and decided to be a jerk and break into a car owned by a poorly paid teacher who specializes in working with troubled kids and take her stinking organizer. Yeah, I hate Halloween… Thank God, literally, that I know the One who wins in the end. Okay, I'm done ranting. LOL. I love you all, regardless of whether you trick-or-treat or not. Steph |
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