How clever they were, our Forefathers, or maybe just fore fathers, who set up the calendar.

Today is the last day in October. Halloween. All Hallows’ Eve. Tomorrow, it’s All Hallows. That’s All Saints’ Day, for those elect who died and already got into heaven. The next day after that, it’s All Souls’ Day for the rest of us. Those who didn’t make the cut, who are maybe waiting around in Purgatory because they didn’t do enough while they were still alive to qualify them to get into Heaven right away, and now it’s too late, they have to wait around for somebody to add to their store of indulgences to tip the balance.

If they were lucky enough when they were alive to have rich friends, the richies can buy more indulgences to add to the total so they don’t have to wait around so long in Purgatory. There’s nothing else they can do directly, now that they’re dead, to make up for what they didn’t do while they were still alive, except maybe to pray. Prayers will add to their store of indulgences until it’s enough to get them in. It’s like bankers adding to the bottom line. But they’re in Purgatory because they weren’t very good prayers when they were alive, so it could take awhile, and they get a whole day, November Second.

Then comes the 3rd and 4th of November, probably All Animals’ Day, maybe All Cows’ Day, or All Pigs’ Day, Dogs’ Day.

And then comes November 5, Election Day.

That’s Voting Day. It could be All Hell’s Day, when All Hell breaks loose, or it could be the Day when we shut Hell’s Gate.

What foresight the Calendar Government showed to make a kind of Voting Leap Year every four years, just after Halloween. The celebrations of various ways of death leads to a celebration of possible life.

At least that’s the way I choose to see it.