I didn't go out to celebrate last night. Haven't for some years, and part of me wishes I did, if only out of tradition and nostalgia.
But I do wonder what the point is. I tend to find burning effigies of people distasteful and fireworks tend to be used to celebrate everything these days. Plus I wonder how many people know exactly why we celebrate it. Myself I find when I think about the Gunpowder Plot I am just thankful that a major terrorist atrocity was averted