Dear Prudence, I live in one of the wealthiest neighborhoods in the country, but on one of the more “modest” streets—mostly doctors and lawyers and family business owners. (A few blocks away are billionaires, families with famous last names, media moguls, etc.) I have noticed that on Halloween, what seems like 75 percent of the trick-or-treaters are clearly not from this neighborhood. Kids arrive in overflowing cars from less fortunate areas. I feel this is inappropriate. Halloween isn’t a social service or a charity in which I have to buy candy for less fortunate children. Obviously this makes me feel like a terrible person, because what’s the big deal about making less fortunate kids happy on a holiday? But it just bugs me, because we already pay more than enough taxes toward actual social services. Should Halloween be a neighborhood activity, or is it legitimately a free-for-all in which people hunt down the best candy grounds for their kids?
—Halloween for the 99 Percent
Dear 99, In the urban neighborhood where I used to live, families who were not from the immediate area would come in fairly large groups to trick-or-treat on our streets, which were safe, well-lit, and full of people overstocked with candy. It was delightful to see the little mermaids, spider-men, ghosts, and the occasional axe murderer excitedly run up and down our front steps, having the time of their lives. So we’d spend an extra $20 to make sure we had enough candy for kids who weren’t as fortunate as ours. There you are, 99, on the impoverished side of Greenwich or Beverly Hills, with the other struggling lawyers, doctors, and business owners. Your whine makes me kind of wish that people from the actual poor side of town come this year not with scary costumes but with real pitchforks. Stop being callous and miserly and go to Costco, you cheapskate, and get enough candy to fill the bags of the kids who come one day a year to marvel at how the 1 percent live.
—Prudie
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Sheesh, if you can afford it buy the damn candy. It's one day a year.
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How dare those scummy kids from the middle class neighborhood walk on the LW'S street! Sheesh! Turn out the lights and don't open the door if it bothers you.
I remember being one of the poor kids she dislikes. We lived in the country with no other houses around, so we always went to the nicer neighborhoods to trick or treat. And you know what? One lady had such an effect on me. I rang the doorbell, and she came to the door with a silver tray elegantly displaying a variety of full size candy bars. I swore to be her one day. The only difference is that I use a Halloween tray instead of a silver one.
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When we lived in base housing the area we were in was unsecured. The town people would come because the area was safe and the houses were close together so they could cover a lot of homes quickly. Once the military closed public access the numbers dropped big time.
I remember the richest man in our town always gave out full size Hersey bars & $1. Everyone was so excited to go to his door & we all loved him for it. Back then $1 could buy a 45rpm record at K-mart.
Well the thing is, some neighborhoods that are targeted for mass drop off of kids are town house complexes, and that was me. I didn't have a lot of money but would literally get hundreds of kids. First year I ran out of candy within 1/2 hour and had nothing for my neighbor's kids. So after that I saved candy aside for my neighbor's and when the other stuff ran out it was Sorry nothing left. What really ticked me off is the kids that came after 9:00, little ones too! Of course not mad at the kids, but at the parents. In my current neighborhood, its the same situation. I do not answer the door after 8. But I buy plenty to get me through the two hours of ToT. I give kids I don't know 3 pieces, and kids I do know a handful.
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I don't have to give out candy. No one comes to our neighbor hood but maybe two or three kids.
And if I did give out a bunch of candy Ya'll be raising cane that I was wasting money.
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I can't understand where she's coming from. It's not like she really "knows" the neighborhood kids, either, so either way she's giving out candy to anonymous strangers.
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Well, I could agree with you--but then we'd both be wrong.
I can't understand where she's coming from. It's not like she really "knows" the neighborhood kids, either, so either way she's giving out candy to anonymous strangers.
We don't know 1/4 of the kids that come to our house and this is a small town!
The woman needs to get over herself.
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Sheesh, if you can afford it buy the damn candy. It's one day a year.
Yeah, really. Wow. I can't afford to LIVE if I have to buy 10 bags of candy for Halloween. Wow. But, if you don't want to do it, then just turn the dang light off .