Let me say this extremely slowly and clearly:

Neither my children, nor myself, nor anyone else’s children that I’ve ever met, are celebrating an occultic holiday on Oct 31. They are celebrating an American holiday, that has no spiritual significance whatsoever. In fact, the entire meaning of Halloween is to have fun. (Sorry, Christians. Bummer, I know.) If you want to have reformation Day, or All Souls Eve or anything else, fine. Do it. If you want to kill a goat and incant, OK. Leave me out. We’re collecting candy from the neighbors and scaring the neighbor’s kids.

I resent- highly- being told by well-meaning, but clearly brain-washed people, that the pumpkin on my desk is a sign of involvment in occultism. I am fully aware of all the Celtic, Druid roots of some Halloween symbols and practices. As I said in the comments, I am aware that the days of the week are named from Norse and Roman Mythological Gods. I am aware that I live in a “melting pot” culture, and there are lots of previous meanings behind all kinds of things we do in public ceremonies, weddings, funerals, holidays and cultural rituals. The meaning of Halloween in America is “Let the kids have fun.” That there is someone somewhere with a different meaning doesn’t matter to me AT ALL. That someone thinks I am unaware of these cultural nuances is ignorance. This is the same logic that has taken down Christmas trees. Can’t we just be Puritans and say “No Holidays. God doesn’t like it?” That’s simpler.

Face it, people. All of evangelicalism got punk’d by Mike Warnke. Get over it.