Having grown up in central Ohio, the faux-religious superstitions about how evil Halloween is run deep out there.
Our elementary school banned any costumes or decorations depicting witches, ghosts, skeletons, or any kind of monster. Trick-or-treat night was held a week prior to Halloween (which wasn’t actually on the city calendar), was held before dusk, and renamed Beggar’s Night. All to avoid any possible association with the creepy dark powers of All Hallows’ Eve.
It seemed weird as a kid to trick-or-treat in broad daylight on like October 26, but even weirder as an adult, looking back at it. They now allow it on the actual date (and after dark) but the questionable name remains.
“I think the only challenge is if they actually try to summons somebody else, you know, a loved one from the grave, then I think they’re asking for some serious stuff.”
I guess they aren’t the kind of southern christian who sing songs like this:
That’s the experience of driving past Vancouver’s “Hamsterdam” area: one moment you’re looking out the window at pleasant middle-class suburbs, then suddenly it’s several post-apocalyptic blocks out of “The Walking Dead”, then it’s back to the 'burbs.