It was brought to my attention yesterday that my Wordless Wednesday was posted on Thursday. I’ve been so busy this week that I couldn’t finish my Top Ten Tuesday post and I posted my Wordless Wednesday a day late. Keeping with that theme, here’s my Throwback Thursday post. BTW, I don’t think next week is going to be any better. Also I’m sorry I haven’t been able to make it to your blogs lately. I hate when my day job gets in the way of blogging.
I’d like to address a very serious subject that has been in the news this week thanks to the clown pictured above. . I’m talking about a malady if you will, that afflicts thousands, maybe millions, of people each and every day. It is a subject of such horror, such an abomination, that those who suffer from this disorder hide it, even from their loved ones. I am, of course, speaking of Coulrophobia. No, Coulrophobia is not the fear of Dave Coulier. If it were, that would be my problem. Well, me and Alanis Morissette.
Coulrophobia is “the irrational and persistent fear of clowns.” Yes, it is so prevalent it has been given a scientific name by psychologists. Apparently this is a very serious subject because there are hundreds of websites dedicated to discussing and curing this fear. I don’t get it!!!! What the hell is so scary about a guy in makeup, big pants, and floppy red shoes? You know what they say, big feet big… I suppose that’s why they have to wear the big pants. Do you Coulrophobes think that the squirting flower they wear is symbolic of what’s going on in the big pants perhaps? Is it the swollen red nose that suggests alcoholism? C’mon, we all have a lovable, old drunk somewhere in our family tree!
The coulrophobes in the small city of Northampton, England have a problem. On Friday the 13th, eight days ago, the fellow in the picture above just started showing up on street corners and staring and waving at people. No one knows who he is. Dressed as Pennywise the Clown from Stephen King’s It, he just shows up and stares and waves. Sometimes it’s at night when he does this. Needless to say some blokes were a bit unsettled. Not to fear though a new character has entered this drama.
A goofball calling himself “Boris the Clown Catcher” has entered the fray vowing to protect Northampton. Later in the week however The Northampton Clown allowed an interview to the local paper in which he described his appearances as “harmless fun.” The Northampton Clown has also set up a Facebook page where you can post messages and follow his hijinks. If you don’t think this guy is hilarious I’m not sure you can be my friend anymore. This is exactly the kind of thing I would do if I didn’t have a full-time job.
For this post I did send a message to the Northampton Clown in hopes of landing an interview, but have yet to get a response. Check out the short video in the linked article for a little more clown related fun from The Northampton Chronicle and Echo. As always, if you enjoyed your stay at #ThePhilFactor please hit the Facebook and Twitter share buttons. Oh, and buy my books. They’re way funnier than scary clowns.
Wow, if I didn’t hang out with that guy on a regular basis, I wouldn’t believe he was real (that’s the clown, not the guy pictured below…that guy’s a real weirdo!!)
In one way or another we’re all clowns aren’t we?
Speak for yourself. I prefer to think of myself as a highly skilled comedienne with a tendency to act in ways that may be perceived by those with inferior intelligence as slightly immature.
I can’t argue with that. You’re running circles around me logically.
Precisely my intention!
I think you owe it to your town to be a part-time clown at the end of your street!