Once upon a time we all went out on a moon-misted Halloween night banging on doors together up and down the hills and steps of our town.
Halloween wasn't a sterilized play date at noon on the Saturday before and it didn't happen in the mall. Your costume was whatever your mom could find around the house or maybe a sweaty plastic mask with holes that you couldn't breathe great in.
There were no PC nuts whining that your hat offended some hyper-sensitive cultural group. There also weren't judgemental religious zealots saying you shouldn't wear costumes because they are the gateway to the Ninth Circle.
It's not wear your shirt backwards so you can say no to drugs day, or be PC brainwashed cultured day, or dress as Saint Oliver day. It's freakin' Halloween!
How about kids are allowed to have some good clean fun for a change? Here's a novel idea. You dress up on the night of the 31st and fill up as many damn bags or pillow cases of candy as you can dressed up as any damn thing you please.
If you don't like that then do us a favor and all the zealots and socialists come together for one night and go out in the woods and wait for Great Pumpkin.
Besides. you'll need some time to figure out how you're going to try and ruin Thanksgiving and Christmas.
Trick or treat!