I love clowns. I do. When I was a young lad, I dreamed of going to Clown College. Happy clowns and sad ones; slapstick and mimes; harlequins and tramps. I love them all. Well, almost. I didn’t like Pennywise. In this strange new world in which we find ourselves living, we occasionally encounter clowns that are wicked, or downright evil. I’m not going to talk about them, though.
Clowns are meant to make us happy. They entertain us with their physical comedy. As a child of the 50s and 60s, I grew up with Bozo, The World’s Most Famous Clown and his cartoon show. Emmett Kelly’s Weary Willie was a sad, forlorn figure while Red Skelton’s Freddie the Freeloader brought more humor to the character.
What about you? Do you love clowns or are you one of those poor unfortunates who suffers from coulrophobia?