Yes, it is the official plant of Halloween, so we decided to go all out and celebrate the big spooky day in the Big Easy. I can now say that there's no better place to spend Halloween than New Orleans. If we'd tried to have half as much fun with half as many costumed people right here in San Luis Obispo, there's no doubt that the entire police force of the city would have descended on us with with tear gas and rubber bullets. If you can still remember the days of Mardi Gras in SLO, then you know I'm not exaggerating. Because more southerners serve in the military, it stands to reason that southerners should enjoy more freedom than Californians.
The most common Halloween costume in New Orleans by far was Sarah Palin, in several incarnations, including Sarah Impaling, with a stuffed rabbit skewered on the end of a long stick. Also popular were Joe the Plumber, Senator Obama, and numerous allusions to the economy, the stock market and the $700B bailout. One person thought I was Osama bin Laden, and someone else thought I was Haile Selassie, which gave me a great idea for next year without even needing a new costume.
As tourists from Coastal California visiting the Deep South, we were rather surprised to discover about a 10:1 ratio of Obama signs to McCain's in New Orleans, in stark contrast to the strong prevalence of McCain signage (by about 15:1) in our own neighborhood. And as we drove into Grover Beach Sunday afternoon, we were greeted by an acrimonious gathering of Yes on 8ers crusading for hate. No wonder we felt like getting out of town for a spell.
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