Can't Sleep, Clown Will Eat Me
Speaking of childhood traumas, I never completely got over my fear of clowns. One of my earliest memories is of running out of the room in terror when Bozo's Circus came on. That giant red hairdo scared me to death. In time I grew to love Bozo, but that was easy because he was safely ensconced on the TV screen. He wasn't in my face twisting up weird balloon animals like the clowns who were allowed to roam freely at carnivals and fairs.
To further fuel my fears, John Wayne Gacy was a hot news topic when I was a kid. How was I to know whether a clown was simply providing some innocent amusement or trying to lure me into his basement of death? And clowns always have the most bizarre names. I think the worst one I ever heard was Wetsie. Wetsie the Clown. That just brings to mind all sorts of disturbing imagery.
To this day, the sight of a bright red nose and big shoes gives me chills. I fear I will never be free.l
To further fuel my fears, John Wayne Gacy was a hot news topic when I was a kid. How was I to know whether a clown was simply providing some innocent amusement or trying to lure me into his basement of death? And clowns always have the most bizarre names. I think the worst one I ever heard was Wetsie. Wetsie the Clown. That just brings to mind all sorts of disturbing imagery.
To this day, the sight of a bright red nose and big shoes gives me chills. I fear I will never be free.l
posted by just me at
6:58 PM
2 Comments:
Well, clowns are evil, so you have nothing to be ashamed of. ;-) Seriously, I think clowns make us uneasy because they're grotesque, with the oversized shoes, false noses, and bizarre hair. They're obviously human, but all wrong. Am I making any sense?
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Foxy Knitter, at 7:17 AM
I'm going to check out those lyrics right now. I hope it isn't something that will give me nightmares for the next 15 years!
By
just me, at 8:55 PM
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