Andy opens the door to greet a little boy and girl, both dressed as superheros.
Little Boy/Girl: Trick or Treat!
Andy: Hello, there! Ooh, what cool costumes. I recognize you, Batman. I mean Batgirl.
Little Girl: I’m not Batman or Batgirl. Why is it so important for you to identify me when gender is a societal construct? I consider myself a gender neural Bat Individual.
Andy: OK. And how about you, young man. I don’t recognize your superhero costume.
Little Boy: That’s because I’m an anti-hero, Alexander Petterssen.
Andy: I don’t know him.
Little Boy: Jesus. Haven’t you read any of the dystopian graphic novels by the Norwegian artist Gustav Slettemark?
Andy: Uh, no. (calling loudly) Bridget, do we have treats for our young guests?
Bridget comes to the door carrying a large tray with nine different bowls containing a variety of choices of treats for the kids.
Bridget: Here you go. Pick the one that best fits the needs of your dietary and religious restrictions, and political leanings. For the regular kids, we have Snickers with Almonds. But if you have a nut allergy, this second bowl contains nut-free Tootsie Rolls. This third bowl contains gluten-free gummi bears. The fourth bowl contains sugar-free lollypops. Bowls five and six have candy imported from Israel and Egypt, and are kosher and halal. Bowl seven contains organic and fair trade chocolate from a company that we researched online, so we know is supporting sustainable agriculture and worker health and rights. Bowl eight contains candy from a chocolate company with no national or international links to the Nestle Company, the Occupied Territories, or any stockholders who donate to the Republican Party. Finally, in bowl nine, for those kids who have reinterpreted Halloween as a Harvest Festival promoting healthy and natural living, we have individually wrapped leaves of kale.
Andy: So, Bat Person and Alexander Petterssen, which treat do both of you want to take from us?
Little Girl: We both want the kale.
Little Boy: Yeah. Is it pre-washed?
Bridget: I think so.
Little Girl: We’ll wash it again, just to make sure.
Andy drops the kale in their trick or treat bags, and the kids run off. Bridget plops down on the couch, exhausted.
Bridget: You know, the kids in our new neighborhood are kinda assholes, don’t you think?
Note: Despite the joke, I will be giving kids two choices this year — Snickers with nuts, and Skittle for those with nut allergies. Why not?
I forgot to get candy. Probably no big deal as I doubt we’ve had half a dozen trick-or-treaters in the past five years. Just to play it safe, though, I’m going to go to the truck stop and buy some candy bars.
Maybe.
But I love your story. That is probably the way it is for a lot of people these days and you know what? It’s fucking absurd. What a strange world we live in.
Hilarious. This is half the kids in my neighborhood.
Halloween is the only day of the year my poor kids don’t ask if the chcolate is fair trade. Poor things.
But all the neighbors buy fair trade anyway. Poor things.
I can’t even steal the kids’ candy while they sleep. Off sugar, wheat, soy, and dairy. Poor thing.