evil clowns – (en)

A babysitter taking care of two small children called their parents late in the evening to ask for permission to cover up the life-size clown statue in the corner of the family room. «It’s not that I don’t like it,» she said. «It just kind of freaks me out with nobody else here. It’s hard to watch TV.» The parents’ reaction to her request freaked her out even more. «WHAT clown statue???» they asked, frantically. «Dial 911! Call the police!! DO IT NOW!!!»
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A jolly figure of innocuous, kid-friendly entertainer? Fun for all ages? Or are they murders behind painted masks with thoughts of macabre and death and evilness disguising themselves as happy nobodies?
You aren’t alone in your fear of makeup-clad entertainers; people have been frightened by clowns for centuries. Even the people who are supposed to like clowns —children— supposedly don’t. In 2008, a widely reported University of Sheffield, England, survey of 250 children between the ages of 4 and 16 found that most of the children disliked and even feared images of clowns. At this point it’s important to remember that clowns were considered adult entertainment when they first appeared.
When did clowns become so dark?
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Maybe they always have been.
At the end of the 18th and the beginning of the 19th century, there were really two guys who sort of began the modern clowning movement. In London you had Joseph Grimaldi, who was a clown from the theatrical tradition, the pantomime tradition. And on the continent, the sort of leading clown, starting from around the 1830s, was a guy called [Jean-Gaspard] Deburau, who was the Pierrot clown … a silent figure, but very funny.
Grimaldi had a terrible life outside of the theater. His father was an alcoholic and a tyrant, and his wife died in childbirth; his son died an alcoholic at 31; he himself died penniless and alcoholic. Pierrot, on the other hand, was slightly scarier. In 1836, he actually killed a boy who insulted him in the street; he turned around and knocked the kid on the head with his walking stick. He was ultimately acquitted of the murder, but it’s a little bit frightening.
So these two characters became almost emblematic of the idea that there’s something sinister, something scary, something strange going on underneath all of the makeup.
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Yesterday. Children had reported on several occasions that clowns inside a van had offered them candy, but is the story a myth grown from the rumors of frightened parents? Hardly.
To everyone who met him, John Wayne Gacy seemed a likable and affable man. He was widely respected in the community, charming and easy to get along with. He was a good Catholic and sharp businessman who, when not running his construction company was active in the Jaycees and was also a Democratic Party precinct captain, when he had his photo taken with then First Lady, Rosalynn Carter. He also spent much of his free time hosting elaborate street parties for his friends and neighbors, serving in community groups and entertaining children as «Pogo the Clown». He was a generous, hard working, friendly, devoted family man, everyone knew that, but that was the side of John Wayne Gacy that he allowed people to see.
Underneath the smiling mask of the clown was the face of depraved fiend.
The police uncovered 29 bodies in the crawlspace of Gacy’s house. The bodies were all male and ranged in age from nine years old to their mid-20s.
John Wayne Gacy’s final words before being executed by lethal injection, on May 10, 1994, were «Kiss my ass.»
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Today. In the U.K. an anonymous man has been striking fear into the hearts of the Northampton community by ominously standing around in creepy clown apparel.
It doesn’t speak. It doesn’t juggle. It has balloons but doesn’t hand them out. It probably doesn’t even sleep. It just stands there, haunting our dreams with that sinister smile.
Meanwhile in Mexico, a notorious drug kingpin was shot dead by a clown at a beach house in Baja California Sur. Francisco Rafael Arellano Felix was killed by an assassin clown, authorities say. The clown wore a red nose and a red wig, and was considered armed and dangerous. They never find him.
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Shouldn’t you mind those clowns stalking the streets? Or just pretend they aren’t staring at you maniacally.
At the end of the day, a lot of the fear of clowns actually comes back to the person underneath the makeup, where there is someone who is tragic under his makeup, sinister under his makeup, sadistic under his makeup, and murderous under his makeup. That if the person under the makeup is himself scary, then the clown’s going to be scary.
Experts believe this could be the deadliest Clown Season ever. Please be careful.
Evil clowns – Dugutigui (and some ideas of an interview with Linda Rodriguez McRobbie)
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In the “Diula” language in Mali, the term « dugutigui » (chief of the village), literally translated, means: «owner of the village»; «dugu» means village and «tigui», owner. Probably the term is the result of the contraction of «dugu kuntigui» (literally: chief of the village).
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42 respuestas a evil clowns – (en)

  1. ksbeth dijo:

    i completely understand and identify with this whole post, it even creeped me out looking at the pics as i read it. i have always feared them and never had a bad interaction, but i have never trusted the people with the painted on smiles. great post – beth

    • Dugutigui dijo:

      Agreed!! Clowns are vicious —they’re all nefarious grins— and if you hung out with a bunch of clowns in a bar, pretty soon it would turn into a horror movie. Nefarious means evil. Nothing to do with Rastas 🙂

  2. puzzleblume dijo:

    My kids never enjoyed clowns and Santas and other people wearing masks and made me remember: so did I.
    I wonder why so many adults force their kids to suppress these feelings and believe, clowns and disguised strange people were good..
    While writing this, I notice the surprising parallel between clowns and beliefs. :•

    • Dugutigui dijo:

      You are very right! When it comes to controlling human beings there is no better instrument than lies. Because humans live by beliefs. And beliefs can be manipulated. The power to manipulate beliefs is the only thing that counts. Re clowns, if you look at photographs of clowns when they’re just being ordinary men, they’ve got quite sad faces…

  3. Nice evil clowns – (en) Is there a translation in (de)??

  4. ane dijo:

    How good are not bad clowns 🙂 ; coulrophobia – fear of clowns

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  6. Always felt uncomfortable around them. Thanks (?) for reminding me. Interesting post!

    • Dugutigui dijo:

      Exactly, a milder in force bastard, a blighter 🙂 Annoying persons, as the plant disease that ruins potatoes, they tend to ruin things in which they are involved. 🙂 🙂

  7. ilargia64 dijo:

    Yo he odiado siempre a los payasos…Desde pequeña…Payasos y muñecas de porcelana es algo que nunca habrá en mi habitación…

    • Dugutigui dijo:

      De hecho, en castellano, cuando alguien dice “ese es un payaso” no se refiere precisamente a que se trate de una persona simpática… 🙂
      Gracias por tu comentario.

  8. mooonalila dijo:

    Very interesting article !

    There is a terrific freaky clown in a great French novel named «Effroyables jardins» by Michel Quint, adapted in film. But, it’s a shame, it’s only in French with French subtitles…

  9. If I wasn’t creeped out by them before (and I was) then this surely sealed the deal! Shudder…

    • Dugutigui dijo:

      The dark is generous, and it is patient, and it always wins. It always wins because it is everywhere. He stopped walking. I stopped walking… Am I walking or should I be running away from? 🙂 🙂

  10. I’ve always shied away from clowns, but this is very scary.

  11. oddmanout215 dijo:

    You are so right about clowns! Many years ago I took my 3-year-old son to a circus. The clowns scared the hell out of him. He kept saying «Are they real? Are they real?» He wanted me to assure him the clowns were only real people in disguise.

    • Dugutigui dijo:

      There is something about clowns that is worse than zombies. Or maybe something that is the same. When you see a zombie, you want to laugh at first. When you see a clown, most people get a little nervous. There’s the pallor and the cakey mortician-style makeup, the shuffling and the untidy hair. But clowns are probably malicious, and they move fast on those little bicycles and in those little crammed cars. Zombies aren’t much of anything. They don’t carry musical instruments and they don’t care whether or not you laughed at them. You always know what zombies want. 🙂 🙂

  12. Hmm, and all this time I thought it was just me! The only clown I ever liked was Bozo the Clown on the old Howdy Doody TV show! 🙂

  13. A Heyoka (in Lakota, Heyókȟa, also spelled «Haokah,» «Heyokha») is a trickster spirit, a contrarian, jester, satirist or sacred clown. The Heyoka spirit speaks, moves and reacts in an opposite fashion to the people around it.
    For the jesters in Hopi mythology, see Pueblo Clowns.

    • Dugutigui dijo:

      Thanks for the info. I’m agreed we are a clown civilization with deep roots in the past. Sustained on a clown diet rich in sugar and fat, we have developed a clown physiognomy. We dress like clowns. We move about a landscape filled with cartoon buildings in clownmobiles, absorbed in clownish activities. We fill our idle hours enjoying the canned antics of professional clowns… Death, when we acknowledge it, is just another pratfall on the boob tube. Bang! You’re dead!

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