Here's another installment from Henri, Le Chat Noir.
This is a difficult time of the year for a black cat who doesn't suffer fools gladly. Halloween, and all its foolishness, falls under the stern gaze of Henri, as he evaluates the nonsense decorations and superficial costumes.
No one ever dresses as crippling self-doubt.
Thanks to Will Braden of Seattle.
Australians don't "celebrate" Halloween, if that's the right word for it. Once, a few years ago, some teenagers invested in several rolls of toilet paper and wrapped our front garden in white tissue.
That was really exciting.
My wife—ever an early riser— had it all gathered up long before the teens could admire their handiwork in daylight, so Halloween seemed more pointless than ever that year. The teens haven't bothered since, which points up a worrying lack of persistence in the rising generation.
All that aside, I have to admire the creative energy some people invest in the event. Here is one example.
