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I have met the enemy of All Hallows’ Eve enjoyment.
And it is a small but very judgmental, vociferous group.
For those of you who follow me on Twitter, you’ll know that I’ve declared intellectual war on those who aim to quash our freedom of expression. Much of my recent Twitter activity has been devoted to battling the idea that people, in particular white people, are banned from wearing costumes that exhibit a culture they don’t belong to. At least, that’s the sentiment expressed by those who have abolishing innocuous buffoonery in their sights.
Horseshit, I say. Complete and utter horseshit.
People in an enlightened society like ours have the capacity to differentiate between harmless charades and genuine racial hatred, I declare with a raised fist and puffed chest. Let’s encourage them to exercise it.
No, they say, with closed minds and blaring mouths. It’s insensitive. The feelings of a few must come before the pleasure of the majority.
Because the tyranny of dressing up as something scandalous is so oppressive to certain groups that have been historically marginalized, Halloween is now an acceptable casualty…
