When I was little, I always admired the photos of my parents dressing up for their annual Halloween party. They’d go as Punch and Judy or James Bond and a sophisticated Bond Girl. They looked seriously awesome and went all-out every year!
I took part in the dressing up ritual myself of course and loved getting chocolate and sweets by (mostly) absolute strangers. The ghouls and ghosts never seemed to phase me. The witches and devils I could handle. I conformed as so many others do and I know it’s only a bit of fun; a time to not take death so seriously but as I’ve gotten older that notion just doesn’t sit right with me.
You now see zombies and terrifying clowns. Girls (and boys) using this day as an excuse to dress obscenely and recently seeing photos of a young woman with fake cuts on her wrists completely disturbs and upset me.
How is it acceptable for our society to make light of death and horror? I turn on the news and every day all I hear of is destruction and inhumanity. Yet our western culture always turns a blind eye and on any normal day, seeing someone walk down the street with an axe in their head would drive a person to insanity.
But oh no because it’s Halloween, we can laugh at the horror because it’s not real. It’s fake and it’s a joke. It’s fun. But as unpopular as I know my opinion will be… it’s distasteful to me.
I could have just taken the easy route and have been like everyone else as I have been for years. Coming in to work and everyone being dressed as vampires and murderers could have been fine with me, I could have just got on and not said a word but I just couldn’t anymore and now the word is out…
I hate the Halloween of today. I will not celebrate horror and the promotion of violence.
Someday, I hope to like it again as innocent fun. A time to play dress up with my kids and be silly. But what it is now is terrifying and everything I hate about most people today.