So with the oldest off at college and the remaining daughters still under our roof but really too old to go trick or treating, Halloween continues to evolve away from us taking the girls door to door to load up on candy. Which really just means that the girls do stuff with their friends and Mom and I hand out candy. I’m both happy and sad about this. I sincerely enjoyed taking them trick or treating. I also sincerely enjoy not taking them trick or treating. And since we moved we only get the most the dedicated and determined trick or treaters. We’ve had 11 in three years. Which is simply more evidence of the wussification of American youth by well meaning but utterly misguided adults engaged in safetyism…but that’s a rant for another day.
Regardless, our college freshman sent us some pics of her costume at the Halloween party she went to with the other girls in her sorority. I had suggested that she go as Elizabeth Warren and carry a DNA kit while wearing a big sandwich board that said “1/1024th” but she didn’t think it was as funny as me. Instead she went as a cowgirl. Or a country girl. Or a girl from a rural area. I don’t know what pretentiously smug politically correct term the liberal illuminati are using. No offense intended. All I’m doing there is what used to be called sarcasm. Anyway, if we’re really being honest, what she really went as was a girl from the suburbs wearing clothing associated with country music fans.
But I mean who is trying to fool? Country girl? I know she goes to Iowa State and evidently all of us who went there are backwoods rubes, but she listens to Justin Beiber and Imagine Dragons. She used to work at a Cupcakery. I know…LAME. She’s no country girl. She’s comes from good ol’ dependable Gen X stock. And as we all know that means she really should be dressed like this if she has any cultural pride at all.
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