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originally posted by: JAGStorm
Remember when you were a kid and you couldn't wait to go trick or treating?
You counted the days until October 31st. The thought of dressing up with whatever you had, or the very cheap
costume your parents bought. You remember the masks, they were cheap plastic ones, and that thin elastic strap always broke. Those costumes were nothing compared to what people wear today, but they were good enough and we
all loved them. We could also dresses in any way we wanted and not offend anyone. It was a time of innocence.
We would go trick or treating from sundown to around ten pm, parents never, ever ever accompanied us. We were all walking to school by ourselves, so going trick or treating wasn't considered unsafe. Our parents would only get worried if we weren't home by elevenish/midnight, but even then they would assume we were at our friends house.
There was something special about that day. Maybe it's true that the veil between the worlds is the thinnest, maybe it's something else.
All I know is that all these years later, I still remember how that night air felt, the scent it had. There was something magical about that crisp, cool Halloween night air. The way the lights glowed from house to house. It was a warm yellow glow, not the harsh blue one we have now. It seemed like every house gave out candy. Even people of little means did what they could. We didn't have fancy pumpkin shaped buckets, we used our tatted pillowcases and filled them up. There were always neighbors that made homemade treats of popcorn balls, or candy apples. We were only allowed to eat those from people we knew. Even back then there were tales of needles in candy, but overall it felt like the safest time in the world to be a kid.
Then just like the movies, there was always that one house. It was the neighborhood haunted house. Usually a house in disrepair that an elderly person lived at. They always had dark windows and it never looked like anyone lived there. Having aged now, I wonder who lived in those houses. Was it a disabled military vet, an old widow, perhaps just a recluse. We didn't have internet, and TV was very limited, but I think our imagination was much more wild, about what could be in that kind of house at that time. We had real honest to GOD fear of what was in that house. Do kids today even have any fear left? They have been so desensitized by media showing every horrible imaginable thing.
Fast forward to 2019
Parents are both working, so Halloween on October 31st is not convenience. Many towns have trick or treat the weekend before. Every community seems to do it on a different day/weekend. Some communities claim the dates/times are done on purpose to keep disadvantaged kids from trick or treating int the nicer neighborhoods.
Parents spend a small fortune on costumes that their kid hate, they take a million pics and post them to social media. The costumes are all oversexed, outrageous as it gets, many "kids" are dressing to make a political statement, such as the POTUS as a baby. The parents then drive their car and the kids hitch a ride from house to house. Some parent go so far as to label what candy came from what house,... just in case... Some adults get more into Halloween than the kids and decorate their houses like it is really a horror from hell.
The kids carry buckets in colors that designate their allergy, gluten free, or anxiety etc. Some houses have cameras instead of door bells, so they can tell you to f off. Some towns are now giving citations or jail time to kids older 12 that trick or treat, others are now claiming that this violates their rights.
I know the past is often seen in rose colored glasses, but in this case... Halloween just isn't the same...
originally posted by: JAGStorm
a reply to: Nyiah
but complaining about the generational shifting that happens for holidays naturally from one generation to the next is pretty stupid.
It's not stupid, it's as human as it gets. Longing for a better time maybe makes us stop for a moment and realize that something went wrong and we've gone too far. Why do you think people love retro or vintage items. It reminds them of a different, and yes better time. Why do you think people are crazy about decorating their houses in a fake farm style. They are all longing.
Edit: And I must point out that you make the holiday fun or not for yourself. If you're going to sulk in the corner over days of old not being today's routine, then sulk away, you're still not going to be any less unhappy unless you suck it up and make the effort to have fun yourself. Quit waiting for everyone else to make something enjoyable for you -- DIY here. It's not hard.
I agree your life is what you make it. However life is not just about you, it's about all of us. I think this thread alone shows a good majority prefer the Halloween of our youth to what is has become. It doesn't mean we can't have fun, or enjoy today.