I'm un-RSVP'ing to PINK party month. Thanks.

October, aka Breast Cancer Awareness Month, has turned into the out of control, kid-themed birthday party with no real purpose in many corners. Let me explain.

I’ve been haunted, for a week now, about going to the mall. The venerable American institution of my younger years that now looks like a retail haunted house in many locales in America. Zombie odd-ball stores and horror houses of empty anchor department stores gone bankrupt lurk everywhere.

But the slow motion, ice aging of the mall wasn’t the thing that…