Remember those guys I mentioned from the locker room yesterday? I didn’t convey all of the overheard conversation. After the shower, as three of them were getting dressed, I heard a conversation that went something like this:
Guy 1: “My ancestors came from Russia.”
Guy 2: “My ancestors came from Germany; we kicked your ass in World War 2.”
Guy 1: “My Russian ancestors kicked your ass right back1”
Guy 3: “My ancestors were Eastern European Jews and Roma; both of your ancestors kicked our asses in World War II.”
Who do you think would be more fun to hang out with? Those guys? Or the mewling Wankers at the University of Florida counseling students to dress as melting icebergs and endangered honeybees for Halloween; because dressing in actual fun costumes might be offensive.
“The only message we have is that if you feel like your costume could potentially be offensive to multiple people, don’t wear it,” Cochrane says. “If you have to question it, it’s probably not the best idea.”
Good Lord, we actually live in an era where people can’t handle the sight of a Halloween costume; and we’re supposed to cater to them.
I’m kind of a traditionalist when it comes to Halloween, BTW. IMHO, Halloween costumes that are just superheroes, or sexified occupational drag, and especially the ones that are bad puns…. just aren’t in keeping with the spirit of Samhain. If you’re going to be a freakin’ Ballerina Princess for Halloween, you better damn well be a horrifying monster ballerina princess with your eyes gouged out or a horrible mouth-face. Be something horrifying or gruesome; Michael Moore as a leather daddy, for example.