Halloween 2018 Costume Ideas

[mickmoranis]

hail TRUMP finally we live in a society where racism is over. People respectfully honor a patriot they love for halloween and a person of color can be in a position of power and tell everyone that everything is going to be OK

What are you going to go as for halloween?

https://i.imgur.com/wZPqeHN.png

[ScaringChildren]

Halloween is a European Pagan holiday.

Non-whites are culturally appropriating if they celebrate.

Gotta make em live by their own rules.

[Lune]

Halloween is a European Pagan holiday.

Non-whites are culturally appropriating if they celebrate.

Gotta make em live by their own rules.

You can't culturally appropriate if you're in a hegemonic position of power and authority, and you use your influence to control who has a voice in our culture. The essence of cultural appropriation isn't just taking it, but commercializing it and using it to benefit yourself over the people who created it. When disenfranchised minorities participate in Halloween, they aren't benefiting from the commercialization because they aren't stakeholders.

At least that's what my wife would say about that, and about racism. It's awful but she's dynamite in the sack so I deal with it.

[Wonkie]

im gonna eat twizzlers with the porch light off

enjoy your fascist holiday childs

[America]

Getting her into your favorite flavor of Nintendo, talking her up on the forum. It's a pattern I've lived before. You'll probably survive the results but they might impact your health

[ScaringChildren]

You can't culturally appropriate if you're in a hegemonic position of power and authority, and you use your influence to control who has a voice in our culture. The essence of cultural appropriation isn't just taking it, but commercializing it and using it to benefit yourself over the people who created it. When disenfranchised minorities participate in Halloween, they aren't benefiting from the commercialization because they aren't stakeholders.

At least that's what my wife would say about that, and about racism. It's awful but she's dynamite in the sack so I deal with it.

So random white girls wearing native American headdresses at music festivals are stakeholders and benefitting from the commercialization?

I had no idea they were so industrial...

[Lune]

So random white girls wearing native American headdresses at music festivals are stakeholders and benefitting from the commercialization?

I had no idea they were so industrial...

The idea is that the people ultimately benefiting from the commercialization of native american culture are white, like, it's probably white people who manufactured / sold them the headdresses.

Anyway that's not what I believe and I'm not going to do devils advocate for college campus liberalism in this fine thread about halloween costumes. Lune is just frustrated because this is the kind of shit his wife believes and she won't discuss it with him. So I'm arguing with myself through you

[ScaringChildren]

The idea is that the people ultimately benefiting from the commercialization of native american culture are white, like, it's probably white people who manufactured / sold them the headdresses.

Anyway that's not what I believe and I'm not going to do devils advocate for college campus liberalism in this fine thread about halloween costumes

What if a black guy sold the white girl a native American headdress?

Who broke your law in that scenario?

[Patriam1066]

What if a black guy sold the white girl a native American headdress?

Who broke your law in that scenario?

Impossible. No black males are employed outside of sports

[Lune]

Impossible. No black males are employed outside of sports

Yikes :o

[Lune]

What if a black guy sold the white girl a native American headdress?

Who broke your law in that scenario?

We're looking at the big picture dog not pixels; who is more likely to manufacture/sell the headdress? The people who own the vast majority of our factories/retailers, or the impoverished underclass?

[ScaringChildren]

We're looking at the big picture dog not pixels; who is more likely to manufacture/sell the headdress? The people who own the vast majority of our factories/retailers, or the impoverished underclass?

Why do you assume those people are white?

Do you believe non-whites aren't smart enough to start a business?

[loramin]

Impossible. No black males are employed outside of sports

Yikes.

Why do you assume those people are white?

Do you believe non-whites aren't smart enough to start a business?

Shameless troll says what?

[ScaringChildren]

Shameless troll says what?

I'm not trolling.

If you think only white people own businesses and industry, you're probably racist.

It's like white supremacists claiming jews control the media and entertainment.

[Ahldagor]

Upon that night, when fairies light
On Cassilis Downans dance,
Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze,
On sprightly coursers prance;
Or for Colean the route is ta’en,
Beneath the moon’s pale beams;
There, up the cove, to stray and rove,
Among the rocks and streams
To sport that night.

Among the bonny winding banks,
Where Doon rins, wimplin’ clear,
Where Bruce ance ruled the martial ranks,
And shook his Carrick spear,
Some merry, friendly, country-folks,
Together did convene,
To burn their nits, and pou their stocks,
And haud their Halloween
Fu’ blithe that night.

The lasses feat, and cleanly neat,
Mair braw than when they’re fine;
Their faces blithe, fu’ sweetly kythe,
Hearts leal, and warm, and kin’;
The lads sae trig, wi’ wooer-babs,
Weel knotted on their garten,
Some unco blate, and some wi’ gabs,
Gar lasses’ hearts gang startin’
Whiles fast at night.

Then, first and foremost, through the kail,
Their stocks maun a’ be sought ance;
They steek their een, and graip and wale,
For muckle anes and straught anes.
Poor hav’rel Will fell aff the drift,
And wander’d through the bow-kail,
And pou’t, for want o’ better shift,
A runt was like a sow-tail,
Sae bow’t that night.

Then, staught or crooked, yird or nane,
They roar and cry a’ throu’ther;
The very wee things, todlin’, rin,
Wi’ stocks out owre their shouther;
And gif the custoc’s sweet or sour.
Wi’ joctelegs they taste them;
Syne cozily, aboon the door,
Wi cannie care, they’ve placed them
To lie that night.

The lasses staw frae ‘mang them a’
To pou their stalks of corn:
But Rab slips out, and jinks about,
Behint the muckle thorn:
He grippet Nelly hard and fast;
Loud skirl’d a’ the lasses;
But her tap-pickle maist was lost,
When kitlin’ in the fause-house
Wi’ him that night.

The auld guidwife’s well-hoordit nits,
Are round and round divided,
And monie lads’ and lasses’ fates
Are there that night decided:
Some kindle coothie, side by side,
And burn thegither trimly;
Some start awa, wi’ saucy pride,
And jump out-owre the chimlie
Fu’ high that night.

Jean slips in twa wi’ tentie ee;
Wha ‘twas she wadna tell;
But this is Jock, and this is me,
She says in to hersel:
He bleezed owre her, and she owre him,
As they wad never mair part;
Till, fuff! he started up the lum,
And Jean had e’en a sair heart
To see’t that night.

Poor Willie, wi’ his bow-kail runt,
Was brunt wi’ primsie Mallie;
And Mallie, nae doubt, took the drunt,
To be compared to Willie;
Mall’s nit lap out wi’ pridefu’ fling,
And her ain fit it brunt it;
While Willie lap, and swore by jing,
‘Twas just the way he wanted
To be that night.

Nell had the fause-house in her min’,
She pits hersel and Rob in;
In loving bleeze they sweetly join,
Till white in ase they’re sobbin’;
Nell’s heart was dancin’ at the view,
She whisper’d Rob to leuk for’t:
Rob, stowlins, prie’d her bonny mou’,
Fu’ cozie in the neuk for’t,
Unseen that night.

But Merran sat behint their backs,
Her thoughts on Andrew Bell;
She lea’es them gashin’ at their cracks,
And slips out by hersel:
She through the yard the nearest taks,
And to the kiln goes then,
And darklins graipit for the bauks,
And in the blue-clue throws then,
Right fear’t that night.

And aye she win’t, and aye she swat,
I wat she made nae jaukin’,
Till something held within the pat,
Guid Lord! but she was quakin’!
But whether ‘was the deil himsel,
Or whether ‘twas a bauk-en’,
Or whether it was Andrew Bell,
She didna wait on talkin’
To spier that night.

Wee Jennie to her grannie says,
“Will ye go wi’ me, grannie?
I’ll eat the apple at the glass
I gat frae Uncle Johnnie:"
She fuff’t her pipe wi’ sic a lunt,
In wrath she was sae vap’rin’,
She notice’t na, an aizle brunt
Her braw new worset apron
Out through that night.

“Ye little skelpie-limmer’s face!
I daur you try sic sportin’,
As seek the foul thief ony place,
For him to spae your fortune.
Nae doubt but ye may get a sight!
Great cause ye hae to fear it;
For mony a ane has gotten a fright,
And lived and died deleeret
On sic a night.

“Ae hairst afore the Sherramoor, —
I mind’t as weel’s yestreen,
I was a gilpey then, I’m sure
I wasna past fifteen;
The simmer had been cauld and wat,
And stuff was unco green;
And aye a rantin’ kirn we gat,
And just on Halloween
It fell that night.

“Our stibble-rig was Rab M’Graen,
A clever sturdy fallow:
His son gat Eppie Sim wi’ wean,
That lived in Achmacalla:
He gat hemp-seed, I mind it weel,
And he made unco light o’t;
But mony a day was by himsel,
He was sae sairly frighted
That very night.”

Then up gat fechtin’ Jamie Fleck,
And he swore by his conscience,
That he could saw hemp-seed a peck;
For it was a’ but nonsense.
The auld guidman raught down the pock,
And out a hanfu’ gied him;
Syne bade him slip frae ‘mang the folk,
Some time when nae ane see’d him,
And try’t that night.

He marches through amang the stacks,
Though he was something sturtin;
The graip he for a harrow taks.
And haurls it at his curpin;
And every now and then he says,
“Hemp-seed, I saw thee,
And her that is to be my lass,
Come after me, and draw thee
As fast this night.”

He whistled up Lord Lennox’ march
To keep his courage cheery;
Although his hair began to arch,
He was say fley’d and eerie:
Till presently he hears a squeak,
And then a grane and gruntle;
He by his shouther gae a keek,
And tumbled wi’ a wintle
Out-owre that night.

He roar’d a horrid murder-shout,
In dreadfu’ desperation!
And young and auld came runnin’ out
To hear the sad narration;
He swore ‘twas hilchin Jean M’Craw,
Or crouchie Merran Humphie,
Till, stop! she trotted through them
And wha was it but grumphie
Asteer that night!

Meg fain wad to the barn hae gaen,
To win three wechts o’ naething;
But for to meet the deil her lane,
She pat but little faith in:
She gies the herd a pickle nits,
And two red-cheekit apples,
To watch, while for the barn she sets,
In hopes to see Tam Kipples
That very nicht.

She turns the key wi cannie thraw,
And owre the threshold ventures;
But first on Sawnie gies a ca’
Syne bauldly in she enters:
A ratton rattled up the wa’,
And she cried, Lord, preserve her!
And ran through midden-hole and a’,
And pray’d wi’ zeal and fervour,
Fu’ fast that night;

They hoy’t out Will wi’ sair advice;
They hecht him some fine braw ane;
It chanced the stack he faddom’d thrice
Was timmer-propt for thrawin’;
He taks a swirlie, auld moss-oak,
For some black grousome carlin;
And loot a winze, and drew a stroke,
Till skin in blypes cam haurlin’
Aff’s nieves that night.

A wanton widow Leezie was,
As canty as a kittlin;
But, och! that night amang the shaws,
She got a fearfu’ settlin’!
She through the whins, and by the cairn,
And owre the hill gaed scrievin,
Whare three lairds’ lands met at a burn
To dip her left sark-sleeve in,
Was bent that night.

Whyles owre a linn the burnie plays,
As through the glen it wimpl’t;
Whyles round a rocky scaur it strays;
Whyles in a wiel it dimpl’t;
Whyles glitter’d to the nightly rays,
Wi’ bickering, dancing dazzle;
Whyles cookit underneath the braes,
Below the spreading hazel,
Unseen that night.

Among the brackens, on the brae,
Between her and the moon,
The deil, or else an outler quey,
Gat up and gae a croon:
Poor Leezie’s heart maist lap the hool!
Near lav’rock-height she jumpit;
but mist a fit, and in the pool
Out-owre the lugs she plumpit,
Wi’ a plunge that night.

In order, on the clean hearth-stane,
The luggies three are ranged,
And every time great care is ta’en’,
To see them duly changed:
Auld Uncle John, wha wedlock joys
Sin’ Mar’s year did desire,
Because he gat the toom dish thrice,
He heaved them on the fire
In wrath that night.

Wi’ merry sangs, and friendly cracks,
I wat they didna weary;
And unco tales, and funny jokes,
Their sports were cheap and cheery;
Till butter’d so’ns, wi’ fragrant lunt,
Set a’ their gabs a-steerin’;
Syne, wi’ a social glass o’ strunt,
They parted aff careerin’
Fu’ blythe that night.

-Robert Burns, 1785

[JurisDictum]

You can't culturally appropriate if you're in a hegemonic position of power and authority, and you use your influence to control who has a voice in our culture. The essence of cultural appropriation isn't just taking it, but commercializing it and using it to benefit yourself over the people who created it. When disenfranchised minorities participate in Halloween, they aren't benefiting from the commercialization because they aren't stakeholders.

At least that's what my wife would say about that, and about racism. It's awful but she's dynamite in the sack so I deal with it.

This kind of argument is probably true -- in at least as much as that it demonstrates some true things about the world that are normally hard to see as a run of the mill white person.

What this reminds me of is the McDonalds coffee case. Some old lady spills coffee on herself from McDonalds by accident -- and then successfully sues them for over million.

This became a mainstream story. We didn't really go into the details, like how the coffee was over-the-top hot (because that was their way of sanitizing it). They refused to do anything about it preceding the lawsuit. How she got 3rd degree burns and the case rewards barely covered her medical and legal expenses.

But everyone became keenly aware of this problem in society were lawyers could use the sympathy of juries to get disproportionate rewards. It became a joke -- like lawsuit was a good way to strike it rich. Until most states adopted "tort reform" to make it hard to sue businesses.

The point is: there is this small problem in society that takes a good amount of knowledge about the way trails work to even discuss let alone solve. In yet the entirety of society is talking about it like its imperative we all come to an opinion about frivolous lawsuits...

Well this is because the media's corporate overlords hated lawsuits. And they also want us to discuss philosophical concepts of racial intersection with a high degree of sophistication. It's like were all supposed to have the knowledge those with degree multi-cultural studies have -- and then use that knowledge to come up with substantive opinions on the matter.

But it's totally not appropriate for a society-wide discussion when it comes down to it. It's buttering your toast while the curtains are on fire. The most more interesting question is why are we spending so much time talking about every micro-aggression we can come up with? Why do we constantly try to cut the world into good people and racists.

[Nexii]

I'm just going to go out in fursuit as my fursona, Nexii Vanadis. She's Scandinavian/Norse though I'm not. Hope this isn't cultural appropriation. Or would it be species appropriation?

[ScaringChildren]

This kind of argument is probably true -- in at least as much as that it demonstrates some true things about the world that are normally hard to see as a run of the mill white person.

What this reminds me of is the McDonalds coffee case. Some old lady spills coffee on herself from McDonalds by accident -- and then successfully sues them for over million.

This became a mainstream story. We didn't really go into the details, like how the coffee was over-the-top hot (because that was their way of sanitizing it). They refused to do anything about it preceding the lawsuit. How she got 3rd degree burns and the case rewards barely covered her medical and legal expenses.

But everyone became keenly aware of this problem in society were lawyers could use the sympathy of juries to get disproportionate rewards. It became a joke -- like lawsuit was a good way to strike it rich. Until most states adopted "tort reform" to make it hard to sue businesses.

The point is: there is this small problem in society that takes a good amount of knowledge about the way trails work to even discuss let alone solve. In yet the entirety of society is talking about it like its imperative we all come to an opinion about frivolous lawsuits...

Well this is because the media's corporate overlords hated lawsuits. And they also want us to discuss philosophical concepts of racial intersection with a high degree of sophistication. It's like were all supposed to have the knowledge those with degree multi-cultural studies have -- and then use that knowledge to come up with substantive opinions on the matter.

But it's totally not appropriate for a society-wide discussion when it comes down to it. It's buttering your toast while the curtains are on fire. The most more interesting question is why are we spending so much time talking about every micro-aggression we can come up with? Why do we constantly try to cut the world into good people and racists.

And the owner of McDonald's and a random teenager working the window are exactly the same because they share white skin.

Except that McDonald's is a publicly traded company, so it's owned by many...probably a lot of races in that mix.

But no, let's attack the teenager working for minimum wage.

Makes sense to me.

[ScaringChildren]

I'm just going to go out in fursuit as my fursona, Nexii Vanadis. She's Scandinavian/Norse though I'm not. Hope this isn't cultural appropriation. Or would it be species appropriation?

You're taking part in "cat face".

[Patriam1066]

We’re worried about cultural appropriation and the Chinese are modifying the human genome (to the detriment of all humanity).

I’m glad white people really know what matters now. SAD!

[Nexii]

We’re worried about cultural appropriation and the Chinese are modifying the human genome (to the detriment of all humanity).

I’m glad white people really know what matters now. SAD!

Alpha Centauri predicted this in 1999 (0:36-1:12). Eerily prophetic in so many ways.

https://youtu.be/7gXLO_HiuLc?t=36

Probably would be considered a racist game by today's standards.

[mickmoranis]

The idea is that the people ultimately benefiting from the commercialization of native american culture are white, like, it's probably white people who manufactured / sold them the headdresses.

Why couldnt a native american sell the headdresses?

and FYI it was probubly CHINESE people that manufactured them, and it was probubly a native american, or an african american, who sold them in front of the venue.

[mickmoranis]

at least there is good odds that someone selling stuff infront of a venue could be from ANY culture.

It makes me sad that americans dont understand the difference between cultural appropriation and misappropriation.

The idea that you have to be FROM a skin color to be part of a culture is very racist, bigoted and sickening, and the people that believe this are liberals.

Its sad.

This country was founded on mixing cultures.

[Lune]

Alpha Centauri predicted this in 1999 (0:36-1:12). Eerily prophetic in so many ways.

https://youtu.be/7gXLO_HiuLc?t=36

Probably would be considered a racist game by today's standards.

this post is based beyond measure as is alpha centauri

[Patriam1066]

Alpha Centauri predicted this in 1999 (0:36-1:12). Eerily prophetic in so many ways.

https://youtu.be/7gXLO_HiuLc?t=36

Probably would be considered a racist game by today's standards.

The Chinese are a horrible people and culture. No spirit, no innovation, just a single minded determination to advance themselves. It’s sad that high IQ emotionally intelligent attractive Elect members have to resort to our own forms of tribalism to combat those of our species that will never permit a truly free and open world. Alas, we must play the cards were dealt. Hopefully whitey wakes up. A Chinese world is a truly horrifying prospect.

Censored speech, music, television. Midgets, no peripheral vision, 10x more motor vehicle accidents, ping pong, the only sport that can be played indoors because god forbid an Asian allow sunlight to touch their skin. China delenda est

[America]

It's so nice to see this forum board blossoming

[Jimjam]

Apparently #mewtoo has been a big thing this year.

[Nexii]

this post is based beyond measure as is alpha centauri

Thanks, I missed the second quote from 3:52 to the end!

[Nexii]

The Chinese are a horrible people and culture. No spirit, no innovation, just a single minded determination to advance themselves. It’s sad that high IQ emotionally intelligent attractive Elect members have to resort to our own forms of tribalism to combat those of our species that will never permit a truly free and open world. Alas, we must play the cards were dealt. Hopefully whitey wakes up. A Chinese world is a truly horrifying prospect.

Censored speech, music, television. Midgets, no peripheral vision, 10x more motor vehicle accidents, ping pong, the only sport that can be played indoors because god forbid an Asian allow sunlight to touch their skin. China delenda est

If modern day Chinese Communism triggers you, The Hive in Alpha Centauri was orders of magnitude worse. Inventing Genejack worker slaves which can't feel pain. Living literally in crowded underground bunkers as a reclusive society (funny you mention sunlight). They took the caste system to another extreme, its citizens forced into roles like insect drones would be. Hence The Hive. Atheistic brutal police state. In a sense they were kind of an over the top parody of Communism but also a warning. North Korea isn't too far off from it. All that being said they were fun to play from time to time, evil can be fun.

[Swish2]

I'm more worried about an alien takeover, XCOM2 style :/

[heyokah]

If your male, dress as a female. If you're a girl dress as a boy. Oh wait....

[Lune]

If modern day Chinese Communism triggers you, The Hive in Alpha Centauri was orders of magnitude worse. Inventing Genejack worker slaves which can't feel pain. Living literally in crowded underground bunkers as a reclusive society (funny you mention sunlight). They took the caste system to another extreme, its citizens forced into roles like insect drones would be. Hence The Hive. Atheistic brutal police state. In a sense they were kind of an over the top parody of Communism but also a warning. North Korea isn't too far off from it. All that being said they were fun to play from time to time, evil can be fun.

I always played as deirdre skye and covered all of Planet in forest. This game contributed greatly to my love of eco-fascism

Sister Miriam was always the first to go, followed by Chairman Yang. Nothing worse than evangelicals and communists