Happy Hallowe’en

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As I struggle with a book that fights me–also, I’m lazy, which isn’t as funny as it seems–I think about how people are so anti-Anything-I-Don’t-Like.

Those people take the fun out of life, and that seems to be their intention, despite what they say. Being offended for people you assume will be offended if you had a chance to ask them is straight out of 80’s Moral Majority crap.

I don’t care if someone somewhere is insulted by something. There’s plenty in the world that insults me that you would think is just fine. That’s part of the agreement that keeps civilization going.

I don’t give a shit if you think I’m culturally-appropriating something–you didn’t create it, someone with your ethnic background did. In other words, you didn’t create it, so why are you policing my use of it?

I don’t care if you’re Irish-American or African-American or Native American, you don’t get a veto over my choice of ways to express myself. I know you think you do.

WTF does this have to do with Hallowe’en?

I don’t know, I’m just in a bad mood because the writing is going poorly.

I wish Hallowe’en could just be a thing. Spooky stories, fun scariness, not blood and gore and screaming about imagined offensiveness.

Happy Hallowe’en! Enjoy it as you will.

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