Mods - please don’t move this to the Boo forum - there’s larger issues here, I think.
So, it’s Halloween, and it’s going to rain. Not thunder and lighting, not tornados, but rain. It’s pretty warm here, not freezing rain, just rain. And three towns in our area have moved trick or treating to tomorrow night. I’m very uncomfortable with this…
First, I don’t recall anywhere in the Constitution or the Town Charter that gives the government control over our holidays. That doesn’t bug me as much, but it seems weird to me. They don’t tell us we can’t have Christmas on the 25th because of snow, so…
Second - I am appalled by the parents who are demanding this change take place. It’s all about children’s “safety” of course, but I can’t figure what is unsafe about trick or treating in the rain. There are the usual idiots who say they’ll get sick, but there’s others who are just interested in some nebulous “safety”
My larger concern about this how this generation is going to turn out. All of the sharp corners are being molded into round ones, and I don’t think that’s a good thing. Not just because I think kids very much need to make mistakes in order to become whole humans, but because there is so much being missed out on in terms of experience. Experiences bring joy and creativity, and expand horizons. There’s something so human and visceral about running around in a warm fall rain, splashing in puddles and just being wet - it’s awesome because its the opposite of being good and dry. Somehow it’s very freeing for your mind to do stuff once in a while that is the opposite of what you should do, and something like this is a safe way to get that feeling of freedom.
I think a lot of it has to do with people having children so late in life. As you grow older, you get more conservative (I don’t mean that politically) and you get more boring in a lot of ways. Things you would do as a younger person, like playing in the rain, you would never do now, because you do a calculation of how much trouble it is with wet shoes and wet clothes and getting kids to undress in the bathtub and what if they get cold, etc., and you just decide that those very practical troubles trump the moments of pure awesome that come with it.
I’m worried, because I fear for what philosophy and art will be when they grow up. It might be rather boring, as this generation of bubble wrapped kids take over. Or it might be too far the other direction, as they rebel mightily against their stodgy, lame childhood. I honestly hope for the second option, because at least they will get to be alive at some point.