On 5th November 1666, some Catholics tried to blow up the Houses of Parliament. There were 7 or 8 of them in total, but the guy who got caught in the basement with the gunpowder got declared the ringleader (even though he probably wasn't). Because, I mean, he was the one with the
gunpowder, so he must've been in charge?! (No, maybe he was just the fall guy?!). His name was Guido Fawkes, and since 1666 every year around the 5th November people burn effigies of him (called guys) on a bonfire. Or at least they do in England. I wouldn't be surprised if in Scotland and Wales they hug the effigies and take them out to dinner instead
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Oh yeah, there's a poem as well:
Remember, remember, the 5th of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot
I see no reason why gunpowder treason
should ever be forgot.
Ye-es.
From a personal point of view, I don't have anything against Halloween apart from Trick or Treating, which I hate (because it's a horrible Americanism and Them Inflicting Their Culture On Us). I have a
lot against Guy Fawkes' Night, because the bonfires produce an enormous amount of pollution each year. Without getting into pages and pages of (probably incomprehensible) waffle, the amount of pollution produced from the bonfires can be more than 10 times the normal "background" pollution in a city from cars etc. And apart from being bad for the planet and increasing global warming etc etc it's a nightmare for asthmatics. I started to feel crap a week ago, and I'll probably continue to feel crap for another week. There's nothing quite like producing enormous amounts of snot, coughing all the time and having a permanent headache from lack of oxygen to make you feel thoroughly wonderful :x.