I can't imagine growing up in DC. I cannot relate at all. There are so few middle to lower-middle class families living in the city, and most of them are childless young professionals who happen to fit the tax bracket description. So as a kid, you're probably either setup in a nice neighborhood like Cleveland Park or Wisconsin Avenue, or condemned to living in crapsville which is... well... most everywhere else. Now think about what its like to go Trick-or-Treating, door to door, as a kid in Washington, DC.
The other day the Washington Post reported that a 15-year old boy shot a 13 year old girl in Northeast. She survived, thank God, but does anyone believe the streets of NE will be safer tonight than any other night?
Last night my apartment building distributed flyers warning residents not to answer their doors for anyone wearing a costume or face mask. I know, I know... nobody goes trick-or-treating in a rent controlled building in Southwest, so fair warning. But that's not going to stop me from blaming DC for ruining Halloween.
If you go party hoping tonight, start out someplace like Woodly. Then later take a quick drive down North Capitol. Just don't leave your car. You won't see ornate pumpkin carvings or cutesy politically themed costumes (btw this year I almost went as the girl who scratched the backwards "B" on her face but I figured that will be done to death tonight just like Joe the Plumber).
No, the difference is that the guy dressed like an old homeless man, well, he's really an old homeless man. The young lady dressed like a hooker? She's trickin' allright. Those screams coming from a dimly lit house? Domestic violence. The dead body in the front yard? Not plastic.
To close on a completely different topic, I got a parking ticket the other day. It was signed by meter-maid "K. Hunt" (for real). Heh.