No, it's not who you think; it's me in my Halloween costume |
I can’t help but notice this
year that almost all the houses in my neighborhood are festooned for
Halloween. Orange lights and tangles of
spider webs, half buried in the lawn skeletons, witches on brooms suspended from
porches, hearses parked in the drives—it is absolutely ghoulish here in
suburbia. And yet when Christmas and
Chanukah come rolling round in December, fewer and fewer houses are illuminated
these days. O, there are some to be
sure. And you can see the appropriate
tree or menorah in the windows—but the all-out-over-the-top Chevy Chase Christmas Vacation sort of exuberance is
no longer quite the thing.
Halloween, being so overtly
secular, might be becoming more and more popular as easier to explain to the
li’l ones than Chanukah and Christmas where it is particularly awkward to talk
about without using the G Word.
Christmas has been pretty much secularized, along with having been
commercialized, but still, some overly observant kid is likely to ask about the
occasional angel or even the baby in the straw.
It is just too tricky a path to navigate, though, if you want to raise
your kids free of all that guilt and inhibitions that religion brings. But Halloween—hey knock yourself out. Be a witch or a pirate or even a
Kardashian. Overdose on candy and get
your sugar high cause when you grow up it is a night for excess too. Adult themed Halloween parties are sooooo
coooool! You’ll never remember what you
were drinking and you never know with whom you might wake up the next
morning. But that is the 21st
century way of living life meaninglessly.
Don’t get me wrong. I like Halloween. I loved it as a kid—what kid doesn’t? We all need some fantasy, a chance to be
someone else—to escape into some wanna-be that lurks deep in our psyche. There was an interesting article in the New York Times this morning on Halloween
costumes and political correctness. Apparently dressing up like Caitlyn Jenner,
Pancho Villa, a geisha, or Pocahontas crosses a line. I guess going out as the Reverend Al Sharpton,
a knife-weilding ISIS terrorist, or Penny from Big Bang Theory would similarly be offensive. For that matter I suppose Dr. Ben Carson,
Hillary and the Donald are off limits (the first because of race, the second
because of gender, the third because he’s just a jerk), though Ted Cruz might
be acceptable. What a bunch of
hooey. This is the one night where it is
not correct to be politically correct.
This is our Feast of Fools where the sacred cows are meant to be
mocked.
Of course in the glorious
days of the Church before the Reformation, the Feast of Fools was usually
January 1. People would dress like the
bishop or the pope or even the village priest and give mock blessings and
conduct mock rituals, even parodies of the Mass. This was in the days before Bill Donahue and
the Catholic League or Father Z or Rorate
Caeli or other drab and humorless parodies of plaster saints would see
sacrilege wherever idolatry was under siege.
But Halloween has become that day of de-sacralizing the sacred cows and
the target has expanded far beyond the Church.
Popes and bishops should be relieved they are no longer the target,
though lots of gay men like dressing up like the nuns of old. Whoops, I guess that differentiating gay nun
wanna-bes from the general population of nun wanna-bes isn’t politically
correct either. But then I am just not
into political correctness. It is too
limiting of our ability to speak up and point out the foibles of the world
around us.
The name “Halloween” has
Christian origins—and not very old ones at that. The term first appears in present form only
in the mid-eighteenth century. It is a
contraction of the more formal—and older—All Hallows Even. Even is an antique form of our word “eve,”
signifying evening, or more precisely “the evening before” such as Christmas
Eve. All Hallows refers to the feast of
November 1, All Saints’ Day. Hallows is
another word for saints and still is commonly used in Ireland and Britain. “All
Hallows” being a common term for “All Saints” in the dedication of Churches,
schools, and other religious institutions. (A famous seminary of that name in
Dublin was known as “All Shallows “ as a way of testifying to its less rigorous
curriculum than the national seminary at Maynooth.) The term “All Hallows Even” for October 31
can be traced back to the sixteenth century.
The weirdness of the day is
pre-Christian. Though many different
cultures celebrated festivals at this time when summer was clearly over and the
winter was beginning to make its presence felt, and some—such as pre-Columbian
Mexico even associated these festivals with bridging the gap between the living
and the dead—the primary influence in the development of Halloween was the
Celtic (Irish and Scots) festival of Samhain. This festival had a deeply mystical theme in
which the veil separating the world of the living from the world of spirits was
particularly thin at this time, allowing the dead as well as fairies, sprites,
and other jinn to walk the earth. If you
have ever been to Ireland (real Ireland, not Dublin and its suburbs—you had
might as well be in Hackensack as Dublin), especially in the west, once the sun
goes down and especially in the winter months, it is very easy to believe in leprechauns
and fairies. Strange lights appear and
travel over the bogs and sudden blasts of frigid air startle you, make you
loose the thread of conversation, and are gone again. Wispy tunes emerge from the distance and are
gone again with the wind. Of course, a
pint or two of Guinness and a few belts of Irish Whiskey can enhance the
experience but who is to argue with tradition?
So for those super-Christians
that think Halloween is of demonic origin or those whose sensitivity binds them
in the chains of political correctness, just learn some history about what this
day is all about and loosen up a bit.
And for the rest of us, let’s have some fun—responsible fun, but
fun. I think I’ll dress up as Cardinal
Burke if I can get to Victoria’s Secret in time to find a suitable negligée to
serve as my rochet
By the way, I hope to do one or two more posts and then will take a leave for about three weeks while I tend to some personal matters. more later.