1. We got zero trick-or-treaters. On a practical matter, we are stuck with a bunch of candy that we dare not eat, but probably will.
2. It's just sad. I loved seeing the little kids every year. It's about the only time I get to see them happy. The rest of the time, it's usually watching them get off the school bus, head down, lugging a backpack full of homework, and just flat out miserable. Now, the grownups have to regiment most of the fun out of Haloween.
The more I think about it, the madder I get.
You could donate it to the local church - they’ll give it away for Christmas, Easter, etc.
Shoot. Ah, well. Next year will be here soon enough.
Just part of the larger trend: people lacking trust in others.
When I was a kid, my best Halloween involved walking a winding path which eventually reached a point 2 miles from home. Walking back home was hard because my bag was so full of candy. I’m guessing I was about 9 years old. The world has totally changed since then.
“your neighbors are secretly unwrapping candy, brushing lollipops with poison, and inserting razor blades into Snickers bars!”
No doubt there is too much paranoia and overreaction out there. That said, it can’t be denied that wierdos and sickos seem to be on the increase.
By telling their children they ate all of their Halloween candy?
One year, in four hours, I was able to get two paper grocery bags full of candy (with one stop at home to drop the first bag). I was 9 or 10 at the time. It, however, required strategy and hard work to pull off (probably about 6-7 miles of walking).
We got one group of kids last night (with their ‘rents). Very sad as I have such great memories of Halloween night as a kid. We got chased occasionally by bigger kids trying to steal our candy, but hey thats life.
Yet Obama has assured me this country is far safer now than ever, so that gives me great comfort...(yeah right)
This is the guy who ruined Halloween in 1974. I actually remember this happening, and I was just a wee snipe.
It's called Purim.
Even though I live in one of the most densely populated cities in an area with well over a 90% occupancy rate, we get very few children at our house and never have in the fourteen years we have been here.
Part of it is the way the street is situated. We have a street that enters ours two doors down and across the road making a pointed corner. The flow of walking naturally has people cutting the corner and missing our house. That means we buy s couple dozen full size Malley’s Bars and those that get to us, get a nice treat!
That being said, yesterday in our neighborhood we had a smaller than normal showing. It was beautiful weather wise, but it was also a Saturday so lots of people where at parties and relatives houses.
My parents live a block away and my sister about five blocks away and they are always swamped with a couple hundred kids a year. We are lucky to get 20 and my sister two blocks from me gets fewer than a dozen. She also buys a box of Malley’s Bars to give out.
None the less we took our kids out and they scored big time. Even going on only three streets.
We had a ton of kids. Got rid of most of our candy including some left from last year. Mostly kids over ten though and all out in groups with parents tagging along. We have lots of kids on our block ages three to eight and few of them were out. Didn’t expect a few of them to come by because we had commented at a neighborhood gathering earlier in the year that they and their children needed to speak English and not Spanish. LOL
They didn't even help me with my costume. I'd take an old sheet, cut holes for eyes and grab pillow cases. Now my parents would always want the candy so they they could dole it out over time. But what they never found out was that I filled maybe three or four pillowcases of candy and then I'd hand over the one pillowcase full of the candy I did not really care for. The other two or three, I'd have all for myself whenever I wanted it. When they would magnanimously offer me my ration of JuJubes, Malted Milk Balls, Tootsie Rolls and other candy I didn't much care for, I'd act so appreciative and thankful. Then I'd go back up to my bedroom and gorge on Milky Ways, M&Ms and Reeses Peanut Butter Cups.
All of this can be summed up in a term:
“Vaginization”
Used to be a pair of balls beat everything. Now you can’t hold down a job and maintain a full set.
The vaginization of America. Ayn Rand was right. Any female manager who runs a department of women will tell you estrogen is what we need to be crusading against, not CO2.
Five sewing needles found in Twix bars by four different families in
Chester Co.,PA last night. Halloween is more dangerous now.
This "trunk or treat" thing sounds like stupid nonsense, but if I had kids of trick-or-treating age (I'd assume under 12 y/o) I don't know if I'd let them out on their own to wander around in search of candy, either. The way things are these days, I'd definitely want to go along with them. No telling what bleeped-up creeps are out looking for kids who look like easy prey.
#4. Carry a bag for themselves when the escorting their kids.
We'd hoped for some kids, as there are several families in the neighborhood.
After lucking out in our own neighborhood, I took the kids to another neighborhood with some friends, we walked for about 1.5 hours, and I'd say well over 30% of the homes were participating. The kids easily scored 5 lbs of candy each.
My wife stayed home to hand out candy. Not counting the kids in our group, my wife had 8 people visit. A group of seven, and a single kid. Both of which came after 9 PM. We were bummed.
My folks' area (Idaho, we're in New Mexico) seems hit or miss year-to-year, they didn't have hardly anyone last year (we made the trip there, so they had our kids and the neighbor kids), this year, they ran out of candy.
Sadly, Halloween Trick or Treating around our neighborhood by the local kids has almost died out.
Here is the cause.
Someone (parents?) brings in carloads of minorities from other areas and they dominate the streets.
Most of them don’t even have Halloween costumes on and and by far they are not all children.
We have had mobs with some 200-300 lb. 6 feet tall men and women banging on the door for candy.
The cute little neighborhood kids are overpowered and their parents won’t let them trick or treat on the streets anymore.
Many of them have started having house parties as a replacement for the lost fun of door to door Trick or Treating.
Another aspect of our culture run into the ground.