Death is all around us this time of year. Walk through the aisles at Sav-On, and a toy skeleton cackles as you pass, reaching out at you with his clattering, plastic fingers and making some horrible pun about being dead. People put up pictures of little cartoon corpses in their windows, fill their suburban lawns with Styrofoam gravestones, and hang dummies by the neck from trees. Zombie children knock on your door, their faces a ghastly gray, dark circles under their eyes, fake blood trickling down their little chins. Our yearly coast-to-coast Monster Mash is all in good fun, obviously, and we're all so used to it that we hardly think about what we're really doing. Corpses, skeletons,... More >>>