To me, this is the scariest time of the year.
When there's a chill in the air and everything seems a little more eerie.
When nothing is as it appears to be, people say things they don't mean and there's no way to tell if it's a treat, or just a trick.
Without warning, people can change before your very eyes.
Monsters, villains, and ghouls can carouse with ordinary, unsuspecting people all in the name of the season.
Election season is, by far, the scariest time of the year.
American politics are often enough to scare the wits out of just about anyone who is paying attention.
Like rumored mischievous children who terrorize neighborhoods that don't cough up acceptable candy offerings—we see politicians turning petulant when they don't get their way.
We see name-calling and mudslinging.
And we accept it as part of the season.
Between campaign mailers, pamphlets left on your stoop and television commercials there's no real escape.
Gaggles of people roam the street and ring your doorbell but the only treat they want is your vote.
It's scary to know we're tasked with picking the best mask and hoping we like the individual behind it.
This time of year, we would be best served to remember the faces before the masks were put on—before campaigns took off.
We need to pay attention to actions over words, but remember that campaigns are sometimes a sort of performance art.
We need to remember what they stood for as a person, not just a politician.
We need to ask questions.
And we need to ask them again if we get a well-rehearsed campaign answer.
We need to shine light in dark corners and gather as much information as we can.
Lastly, we need to remember that even though things seem bleak, and a bit dire, it could be just the season.
Cydney Baron is the editor of the Claremore Progress.