CLOWNS ARE THE BIPRODUCT OF ORDERED CHAOS
What kind of a sick freak invented the concept of clownery? There are clowns, and they exist to be crazy, but in an affected way. They are ineffective mercenaries of humor. Do you laugh at a clown? Who laughs at a clown? They hire clowns at children's parties, but I distinctly remember that I never laughed at them. I just felt sorry for them, because I knew they were poor all along. Only a poor man makes balloon animals for middle class children. And when you are a child you are more attuned to the sadness that poor working people go thru to get thru their jobs when you know they are humiliating. For the most part, as clownish as the clowns must clown around-- I feel, the children to some degree participate willingly with these sad clowns, not to be entertained, BUT TO BE SYMPATHETIC. Clowns and children alike performing fun games for the adults that pay and watch because they forgot what fun actually is-- the alchemy of it that everyone naturally has before cynicism inevitably breaks the intuition. They hire these 'humor mercenaries' to perform ordered chaos, because it's a simulation of fun. The ritual trumps the sincerity.
Clowns are visually frightening, because they appear unpredictable, unstable. Makeup of pallor and garish colors, planned carefully, so we know they are simply different from the normies. I think the worst part of clowns are their behavior. Pantomime. Mimery. The physicality of clown is painfully performative. They exaggerate their body movement, and play tricks. Play tricks on each other, and on the children they entertain. And ride little vehicles too small for them. Why?
It's like the simple idea of being different is a sick joke to normies that are so stuck up in their normiehood: BECAUSE THERE ALWAYS WILL BE A NORMIE OUT THERE PAYING FOR THESE THINGS CALLED CLOWNS TO EXIST, PAYING FOR CLOWNERY TO SPRING ABOUT OUT OF THIN AIR AND BRING HUMOR FOR JUST BEING A CLOWN AND THATS DISTURBING AS FUCK.
Clowns simply should not exist. But they do. There are willing clowns out there and I am sure they are broken human beings. It makes as much sense as a whore putting on makeup. What is a clown without makeup?
Yes, a whore could simply not put on makeup, but then I wouldn't call her a whore, I'd just call her a feminist making money by providing casual sex to johns that want to virtue-signal about ethical sex work. But who is to say that a whore without makeup is sane? It's all a pyramid of euphemisms that can't escape what it is at its core.
We have always lived in a surveillance state of our lived humiliation
What kind of a sick freak invented the concept of clownery? There are clowns, and they exist to be crazy, but in an affected way. They are ineffective mercenaries of humor. Do you laugh at a clown? Who laughs at a clown? They hire clowns at children's parties, but I distinctly remember that I never laughed at them. I just felt sorry for them, because I knew they were poor all along. Only a poor man makes balloon animals for middle class children. And when you are a child you are more attuned to the sadness that poor working people go thru to get thru their jobs when you know they are humiliating. For the most part, as clownish as the clowns must clown around-- I feel, the children to some degree participate willingly with these sad clowns, not to be entertained, BUT TO BE SYMPATHETIC. Clowns and children alike performing fun games for the adults that pay and watch because they forgot what fun actually is-- the alchemy of it that everyone naturally has before cynicism inevitably breaks the intuition. They hire these 'humor mercenaries' to perform ordered chaos, because it's a simulation of fun. The ritual trumps the sincerity.
Clowns are visually frightening, because they appear unpredictable, unstable. Makeup of pallor and garish colors, planned carefully, so we know they are simply different from the normies. I think the worst part of clowns are their behavior. Pantomime. Mimery. The physicality of clown is painfully performative. They exaggerate their body movement, and play tricks. Play tricks on each other, and on the children they entertain. And ride little vehicles too small for them. Why?
It's like the simple idea of being different is a sick joke to normies that are so stuck up in their normiehood: BECAUSE THERE ALWAYS WILL BE A NORMIE OUT THERE PAYING FOR THESE THINGS CALLED CLOWNS TO EXIST, PAYING FOR CLOWNERY TO SPRING ABOUT OUT OF THIN AIR AND BRING HUMOR FOR JUST BEING A CLOWN AND THATS DISTURBING AS FUCK.
Clowns simply should not exist. But they do. There are willing clowns out there and I am sure they are broken human beings. It makes as much sense as a whore putting on makeup. What is a clown without makeup?
Yes, a whore could simply not put on makeup, but then I wouldn't call her a whore, I'd just call her a feminist making money by providing casual sex to johns that want to virtue-signal about ethical sex work. But who is to say that a whore without makeup is sane? It's all a pyramid of euphemisms that can't escape what it is at its core.
We have always lived in a surveillance state of our lived humiliation
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