On Fading Away - #444
A few nights ago, around the proverbial campfire, a guy remarked that he found halloween decorations dark and foreboding—evil. Playing the humorous contrarian, I had to quickly make up a reason to like the skulls, skeletons, and severed pumpkin heads popping up all around this end of suburbia. What I said was that, in a culture where we continually pretend death doesn't exist, it's refreshing that for a few weeks leading up to All Hallow's Eve, we manage to face our deepest fear and stare death in the face. And, sure, while these silly decorations may be playing with death as a motif, I think we'd rather acknowledge death unseriously than to go the full year without acknowledging it at all. While not intended to be all that serious, upon reflection, I think this bit of repartee may hold up.