It’s tempting to don a skeleton on one of the few days of the year when it’s socially sanctioned. Of course, I could wait until I’m dead: plenty of time to feed the worms then. On the other hand, I do have this photo collage, called “Movers and Shakers”. White men with varying degrees of facial hair and roadbuilding legacy. Some are dressed up as themselves. Others are decorated with the patina of age, and/or bird droppings. I’m grateful that when power is wielded, it does occasionally serve (us) well. But whether the road you’re on needs replacement or only an (eye) patch, why not wear a constructive costume? There are plenty of concrete books and machines to go around.