I believe all people, especially the young, look at people's facial expressions to tell them if they are good or bad. Clowns you cannot tell. They always look happy and jolly. We have learned, however, that that is not always the case. There are whole websites devoted to the subject.
Everyone wears masks. That is part of what makes us human. Does anyone really see who we are all of the time? You wear your mom mask when you are with your children. Your work mask, your lover mask, your religious mask, and so on and so on. These are not always part of who I am. I have to wear masks because I am a completely different person depending on my surroundings. I think this is the reason for the fear of clowns...you can never tell what is hiding beneath that mask. All the makeup says "Trust me I am fun" but that is not the case. Look at John Wayne Gacy. Clown mask at parties. Serial Killer in his free time. Enough said! Terrifying when you think about it! The man who attends church regularly, owns his own company, and cheats on his wife wears masks. Masks happen every day. Do you really know the people around you? Do you really know yourself?
Some people attribute their fear of clowns to the movie "It". I can see that but I think for me it goes much deeper. I put a lot of weight on seeing someone's facial features. If the person smiles a lot, frowns a lot, or seems uneasy in certain circumstances. They all point to the general personality of the individual. How can you tell who someone is if they have a painted on smile? I just don't understand it. Big floppy shoes and rainbow color hair aside you have to admit the general persona of a clown is scary. They have full access to children and who would suspect "Flippy" the clown of doing something horrible. I will NEVER have a clown at a party for any of my kids.
"The Day the Clown Cried"
In 1971, producer Nate Waschberger asked Jerry to direct and star in "The Day the Clown Cried", based on Joan O'Brien's book by the same name, about a German clown who was arrested by the Gestapo, interred in a concentration camp, and used to march Jewish children into the ovens. Jerry lost close to 40 pounds to play the role. The shooting began in Stockholm, but Waschberger not only ran out of money to complete the film, but he failed to pay Joan O'Brien the money she was owed for the rights to the story. Jerry was forced to finish the picture with his own money. The film has been tied up in litigation ever since, and all of the parties involved have never been able to reach an agreeable settlement. Jerry hopes to someday complete the film, which remains to this day, a significant expression of cinematic art, suspended in the abyss of international litigation. -www.jerrylewiscomedy.com/film_clown_cried.htm
Okay so how sick is that? I don't know why but this story really disturbs me. Not the film story but the fact that children were marched to their deaths by a clown. Okay who is the sicko who thought of this one? I don't know if this really happened and quite frankly I would like to think it is just fiction, but it doesn't make the thought behind it any less troubling.
I know I have issues. You don't have to tell me. I am not dillusional about my issues but I do like to share them. I am a coulrophobic and not afraid to admit it. I would like one person who claims that they are the same person all of the time and have never worn a "mask" to hide how they are feeling challenge my statements. I think there wouldn't be a single soul on this earth who hasn't at one time or another done exactly that.
2 comments:
...I'm speechless.... I have spent a while now just reading through your posts - encountering various emotions - sadness, happiness, anger, appreciation, loneliness, love. You have such a beautiful and sincere way of expressing things...the clowns, the poem about the letter, "single mom's and father's day"... the magic just goes on. Please, please, please don't stop writing!! I'll be back to read more soon ~ Graham
I don't plan on not writing any day soon. All emotions are worth writing about, even those that we feel ashamed at first to admit we have. Thank you for your kind words and please visit often.
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