Trump Halloween gravestone divides Cortland neighbors

This is #2 on PJ Media's 5 most inappropriate Halloween displays of 2017 collected by Debra Heine. Better ones are a peeping tom mask and hands that you put outside of windows to scare people inside, I think, and another of a guy being smashed by a garage door, and another of a man smashed against a tree and a bloody automobile that hit him. The last two resulted in calls to the police because they look rather real. And there is a better anti-Trump display done by a professor worked up to display his full dismay at Trump being elected, but with enough humor to include Hillary holding the book she's been pimping. Incidentally, did you ever go to or even hear of a book promotion event that charges an entrance fee of $200 at the low end and then doesn't discuss the book, rather, complains and blames about losing an election, and the system that allows it? Grifter to the bitter end, squeezing the last dollars from the dopes still interested in hearing her voice. Now, that's a great Halloween display.

The Connecticut professor thinks that Trump and his gang are pillaging the United States like pirates. So naturally he voted for the saintly clean-hands Hillary Clinton, I assume, or even worse, for Bernie Sanders. See, he's a professor so he knows what he's talking about because all professors are intellectuals and very smart. One of his goals is to always educate people.

Wouldn't you love to tie him to a chair, stuff a sock in his mouth and explain in detail over a period of days why he is wrong about everything?

No? Neither would I.

If you can stand the accent describing it, his display is still rather good.

And more. So much more than than what's been covered by blogs.

The ship again.

There is a male version also.

And many more costumes. 

To all the right wing bloggers complaining about this, who feel this is terribly inappropriate and no class. Just shut up. 

The conservatives give as good as they take. And with even less class.

Pffft. 

The wavering red light is good, and content even better. If you cannot read them, the names are Benghazi victims;Tyrone Woods, Glenn Doherty, Chris Stevens, Sean Smith. I like this because children can enjoy it unaffected by political statement while adults can take the message without being slapped across the face with it, their nose tweaked, their skull pounded down, and their eyes poked in like Moe does to his stooges. It's almost subtle. Nearly intellectual. 

Bleh. Barf. Gag. Forget you.

See, he's using the date of Halloween to go crazy on his lawn and his house to be only political. there is no connection to the spirit of Halloween. He's gone off the rails. I don't want any candy from him.

Another with no Halloween spirit. Just a political expression with Halloween as the avenue for a yard display.

As the next one, but this one is funny because the mask is smiling ridiculously, no blood, no zombie, no death.

That enough. The point is made.

Look, when you use Halloween to express your politics then you ruin the national party. You piss on the parade. You really don't care about what's going on and your politics is ruining your own life. And nobody wants your goddamn stinking sour candy. And you're not even amusing. Just bitter. 

Be of good cheer. Halloween is for children and gays. You stick your adult feet into it and express your grown up concerns and there goes the whole thing straight to hell. Like this woman did. Now she's dragged her whole family down to her morose depressed state.

James wanted to show his family the house that he mostly grew up in. That involved a tour of the neighborhood that developed in what was once a field immediately beyond our back yard. I did not want to do that. But they did.

We passed a suburban home with giant spiders applied to the outside walls. I denigrated the decoration as things you buy from Walmart. That's what it looked like to me, just spending a lot of money on ridiculous and large decorations and with no imagination.

On the way back he stopped to gawk.

The owners were working in front painting a Halloween display. The entrance to a castle made of wood. James, his wife, and the kids left the van to chat it up with the owner. I stayed in the van. They took a . . . v-e-r-y . . . l-o-n-g . . . t-i-m-e.

As they do.

This was a week ago. The owner and his pals were busy at work designing a horror house. They insisted Jim's family tour what they put together so far. The whole gang came back to the van amazed at what the owners hand done. "They got a guy in a chair being electrocuted, a prison, an electric chair, it flashes, his eyes bulge out, it shakes, the mannequin screams. The electricity pops and makes shorting sounds."

"Does it have a coffin with a lid that lifts by a zombie inside?"

"Yes."

"Does it have people hanging by ropes?"

"Yes."

"Does it have bats hanging from strings?"

"Yes."

"Does it have brains being served on a plate?"

"Yes. It has everything!"

"Does it have a recording of thunder storms with lightning?"

"Yes."

"Does it have cobwebs that touch your face in the dark?"

"Yes! Yes, it does. He does have that."

"Does he have a frightening clown?"

"Pennywise, yes."

"Does it have a vampire?"

"Yes! It has everything I said. Everything. And he's not even done yet."

The boys were excited. They kept interjecting with the bits that affected them. So did Alona.

Apparently the guy is going all out on scaring neighborhood kids. The teens will love it, but they don't trick or treat anymore, and it's too frightening for tots. It will give them nightmares. But the boys sure did enjoy going through it. That guy has the Halloween spirit. And not a trace of anything political.