Ok ok,
I was watching this circus act on YouTube the other and found it really amusing. I mean really amusing.
The hardest part of being a clown, it seems to me, would be that you are constantly
referred to as a clown. “Who is that clown?” “I’m not working with that clown.” “Did
you hire that clown?” “The guy’s a clown.”
How do you even know that you want to be a clown? I guess you just get to a point
where your pants look so bad it’s actually easier to become a clown than have the
proper alterations done. Because if you think about it, a clown, if there isn’t a circus around them, is really just a very annoying person. What sane person would get on a car that’s loaded with more than 10 people?
The other thing would be the cheap parlor tricks they call magic. I don’t think anything competes with a magic act for humiliating entertainment value. What is the point of the magician? He comes on, he fools you, you feel stupid, show’s over. You never know what’s actually happened. It’s never explained. And that’s kind of the attitude the magician seems to have as he’s performing.
It’s like, “Here’s a coin. Now it’s gone. You’re a jerk.” Sometimes they ask you to blow on it. There’s something mature adult “magicians” like to do, blow on a deck of cards. I also love that little pretend look of surprise they do when the trick works. Like, “Oh, I didn’t know that was going to happen myself. I even amaze me.”
Cheers
ps: American Dad! That’s a miracle