Symbolism like a cannonball, I guess.
Halloween night in San Diego, all the kids out with their moms, cute in Scream costumes, princess outfits and Spider-man plastic. In my neighborhood you don't see any men out walking with the kids.
But across the street, where my neighbor with the camouflage pants lives, there is an American flag proudly jutting from his home. There are no lights on outside, but on the inside there is light from the kitchen and the TV.
He's home, but as far as the kids are concerned he's not.
That's America, as far as I'm concerned.
Fuck it, I got Whoppers, Twix and Kit-Kats. Step right up.