Trishna’s Tidbits / Modern Musings by Trishna Buch
Well, my least favorite month of the year is upon us. Now before I dive into this piece, I want to clarify that I am not—in any way—attempting to diminish the importance of Halloween as it pertains to different religions and groups of people around the world. That is not what I am referring to when I say I dislike Halloween. In fact, after reading and research, I have come to appreciate the origins of the event and where ‘Halloween’ has stemmed from and what it means to certain groups of people. What I am referring to, in fact, is the commercialization and how Halloween seems to be a synonym for scary, frightening and disturbing.
Now, I don’t enjoy putting myself in scary situations. I am a big baby when it comes to those types of situations. I refuse to watch any type of horror movie, I will not go in a haunted house even if someone paid me, and I even refuse to go on amusement park rides because of my fear that it will break down or a fear that something will go wrong and I’ll go flying off the ride.
There was one instance however that I did agree to go into a haunted house. I assumed it wouldn’t be that bad, though, because it was being put on by the spirit council at my junior high school. “How scary can a haunted house created by a group of 13-year-olds be” was my thought process. Long story short—it was scary. I remember that all the guests had to crawl through the house—which was actually a group of connected classrooms—and make their way through it in pitch darkness, while random people and objects would jump out at you at random points. Well, suffice to say, I was terrified. Another aspect about me you should know, is that I hate the dark. It’s not that I’m afraid of it, but I prefer to be able to see everything that is in a room with me. And this particular haunted house had all the aspects of a haunted house—scary music, weird noises and pitch darkness coupled with random bursts of flashes. I had not even been in the house for 30 seconds, and I already wanted to leave. Unfortunately, I couldn’t see anything, so it wasn’t like I could just stand up and walk out. Luckily my friend had gone with me and, from behind me, I heard her say “Trishna, all these light flashes are giving me a headache, let’s find a way out.” Of course I happily agreed and the two of us somehow managed to turn around and crawl against the traffic of students and make our way outside. I cannot explain how happy I was to go back to my Skills For Living class and work on my sewing project. A project, might I add, that I was avoiding working on.
But, despite all of that, when I was a child I did enjoy Halloween. I liked the school parties, I liked stuffing myself with candy and I liked trick-or-treating. It is now, that I’m too old for all of that, that I’m slowly starting to realize—I don’t like Halloween. I still pass out candy and I appreciate the creativity of the children’s costumes, but I do not appreciate that some people use the event as an excuse to be horrible. And yes, I am talking about those (swearword) clowns.
Let’s go back to last year. Last year when some people decided it would be funny to dress up as clowns and terrorize people around their different communities. These people were actually going as far as to physically hurt people and that—to me—is unacceptable. It’s one thing to scare people in haunted houses—because, as much as I don’t enjoy it, that’s part of the fun of Halloween. But actually hurting people is beyond disgusting. And knowing that Halloween is right around the corner—combined with the fact that the clown movie IT has just released—causes me to be on the lookout for these people once again. A word of advice, if you’re going to use a holiday to terrorize people, don’t.
Do I like Halloween? Do I hate it? Even I don’t have a sufficient answer to that question. Let’s just stuff ourselves with candy, allow the children to enjoy their day while they show off their costumes and enjoy everything the day has to offer (including all the scary aspects, if that is your thing).