IT RISES from the western edge of the continent like a crown, the apex of an American dream begun 3,000 miles earlier at the Statue of Liberty. When it opened May 27, 1937, the Golden Gate Bridge provided the country — weary from the Great Depression and worried about rising talk of war — with one final, majestic projection of its Manifest Destiny. Here was a bridge not just for transport, but transcendence.
It's hard to say when Halloween went from an innocent evening of trick-or-treating tots in flammable costumes to an alternative lifestyle party for adults. But now that Mom has gone Gaga, and the sugary skirmish has turned into a hard-target search for loot, a website has developed municipal metrics to tell trick-or-treaters where to find the best candy.