Halloween was a little better for us this year. We were a little more
settled into the new house, and had a little more time and effort to
spend on decorating the place. Our neighbors didn't do that much. The
college students who went by on the hayride said we were the only house
that put up lights and decorations, and my husband could only find four
houses to take the children to in two towns. The seller I bought some
decorations from said people were under a lot of pressure this year from
the churches to be "good Christians". Apparently "good Republicans"
too. But there's nothing like oppression to breed resentment, so
there's a probably a fine crop of angry teenagers coming along wanting
everything they weren't allowed to have.
Only two kids came over
this year, as opposed to the two dozen we had last year. Still, it's
better than the twelve years we went without a single trick-or-treator
before we moved.
When the children got back, I put on How to Train Your Dragon, a wonderful movie that we hadn't seen before. Now everyone is eager to see the cartoon Dragons: Riders of Berk.
But
all the ghosties, ghoulies, and goblins were only a momentary respite
from the true horror of -- the election. I've never been so stressed
over a vote before. I know what kind of a nation Romney would turn this
country into, a nation where every state is governed just like
Mississippi. I don't think y'all want that. I know for a fact I don't.
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