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Down upon our rollercoaster streets Halloween descends... towards the Castro ghettos, and towards the denizens of the block who have not yet witness the out-of-control mayhem that ensues in our neighborhood once per year. Hundreds of thousands of suburbanites will pour our tiny little enclave. Dozens of Dorothys and scarecrows will meet dozens of martians. Hundreds of Japanese tourists will demand photos of them with me as an Imperial stormtrooper. Penises will flop wildly in the breeze, a few people may get stabbed again, but nothing will prepare them for a new evil this year. At 10:30 PM sharp, a cavalry of STREET SWEEPERS will roll into the neighborhood and push or scoop everyone out of the massive block party.
This seems to me to be a brute-force approach to stamp out any fun that may ensue, even though the intent is to tame down the violence and property damage this year. I am mildly opposed to the sudden stoppage of the wild antics, when most of us are just here to cavort, but I am downright appalled that it will be STREET SWEEPERS that scoop the fun right out of the neighborhood. Will there be a human blockade? Will there be arrests? Tune in for next week's episode of... "The Night of the Sweepers."
On a lighter note, in the spirit of the performing arts, try out this Halloween song rendered by a vocal jazz trio. It's a must-listen!
Lambert, Hendricks & Ross: Halloween Spooks
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