Ah yes, those loveable, fun loving jesters of the circus
world and kiddie birthday parties everywhere…I speak of none other, than the beloved
clown! Revered as a corporate icon of a
fast food mega giant corporation, brought in as entertainment as those
balloon animal making magicians of fun, as well symbolizing the tragedy of human life
(as in the “sad clown of life”), it
seems as if clowns are now more popular than ever. In fact, if you are an avid watcher of the
T.V. program “American Horror Story-Freak Show”, you know that the dark and
very spooky character of “Twisty The Clown” has raised the bar of the world of
“creepy clowns” to a whole new level, as well as adding to the show’s overall
viewership. I’m not really sure what all the fascination with clowns is all
about. Maybe a good therapist could help
me in this department after I disclose the fact that my parents never took me
to the circus? Too much
information? I digress. Anyway, with the horrors of the Ebola virus
causing havoc on the world stage, and the troubles in the Middle East, I
suppose now more than ever we need a fun distraction that perhaps only clowns
can provide us…or do we?
From places like; the
little town of Wasco (near Bakersfield) California, Portsmouth England and now in several towns in France, we have an eerie epidemic that is causing a
mild panic on the streets of the world.
Mysterious and sometimes menacing and armed clowns roving the streets at
night, scaring the unfortunate souls unlucky enough to encounter these spooky,
“Bozos of the Boulevard”. What is their
purpose, and why dress as clowns? My guess…too much of Stephen King’s “It”, or
maybe they watched “Poltergeist” as a kid, and were terrorized by the toy clown
under the bed. Or gosh darn it, perhaps
this new wave of eerie clown people just weren’t held enough as children. Whatever the case, I think whoever it was
that said “everyone loves a clown” had it wrong…oh so very wrong, especially
when we are talking about clowns who hide in the shadows with baseball bats, machetes,
and in at least one case, a firearm, waiting to scare and sometimes chase
unsuspecting people out on the town for an evening stroll. I guess as long as nothing bad could ever come
out of these evil clown encounters, I guess there’s nothing to worry about
right? After all, they’re just clowns. But eventually and inevitably (if the clown
trend continues) we’re going to read about a clown either being injured or killed by
having tried to scare the wrong person on the street. At which point it will
truly be “the sad clown of life” and all the fun will be over, balloons or not.
I don’t know, which is safer; spooky clowns with weapons on the streets
chasing people down or well dressed clowns in Washington D.C., armed with our
money free to do with as they choose, since
they never get around to asking “we the people” what we should do with it? Hmmm…should we build another aircraft carrier at the cost of a billion dollars or maybe spend another $387,000 (according to the
Chicago Tribune) on Swedish massage therapy for rabbits? See what happens when you don’t get to go to
the circus as a kid? You end up never
trusting clowns…big red round noses or not.
Don’t you love farce? My fault I fear…oh well.
Thanks for reading and I’ll see you in the groves.
-Farmer Tony
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