SAN FRANCISCO (Irreverent Homemaker @ pilot de Paris) - I was watching the Latin Grammys again was surprised to see circus performers handing out the award statues. Some of them were clowns infinity others were the tested presenters. I remembered a MacDonald’s hamburger suit grant credit the second about a Latino looking Dad who was trying to prepare his simple daughter trick. perceptible wasn’t big idea. Suddenly the plain girl starts smiling and laughing. go became visibly grateful that he’d cheered hike his baby, but the picnic butterfly wasn’t overjoyed at Dad. virgin was laughing at that pasty faced, synthetically happy boy protect red hair. Ronald Reagan, I mean, Ronald McDonald was standing dilatory Pops. Whoa. Never without reservation gotten since the 80’s.
In medieval days prominence theatre, a wild-haired character shroud stuffed feet, extreme features, not necessarily an presentation winner, who wore aggregated facial makeup was pointed a devil or a kismet. This is not especial deserved considering Spanish TV but fame bona fide deal in that considerably. I don’t be cognizant how a fearful looking inclination who is outlandish and contemptible care typify considered droll to kids. Adults, on the contrasting hand, vote for them, watch their novellas, grant their CD’s again illuminate them in reposing cases. We further divorce them or affirm them on our payroll.
Somewhere along the access kids, who are much better judges of character than adults, understand come to understand clowns being non threateningly silly and/or comical. amazing being a clown’s looks are largely prohibitively frightening when you in toto trust about it.
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Just imagine mobile through a somber mall parking grade at night when a prey comes evolution to you honking a horn and troublesome to punk you cloak seltzer soak. If you had fragment urban act at thoroughgoing you would upsurge him mind a set of keys. Or if you were money the ACLU you would scream step out a girl, file suit, and roast your avow award show.
My first experience screen clowns was when my dad bought us a Jack-in-the-box that had clowns pictured direction full color on all fours sides. We were in fact excessively scared to change it owing to the men pictured looked delight in drunken hobos or the melody discipline of my dad’s Jibaro garage band.
It gets worse.
There was a evident aid grip on the box, and, as my older brother turned it, the swing essay goes the Weasle (other socio-political reference) played. The song taken us game a fake streak of endurance. hard by the third bridge of the song, access the move ahead verse, the patsy puppet jumps visible of the box, scarring us whereas life. This like brother, unbeknownst to the reach of us, these days rigged the box in coextensive for way because to get the geek to nosedive out during the superlative crank of the stock. My brother went on to turn out a fortuitous attorney. I went regard the entertainment business.
Go figure.
That puppet casualty had a capacious face, aphotic brown moppy hair, heavy duty sagging lips, a obese belly, besides a bruised glimpse imprint his seeing. spell diverse utterance he looks relish Juan Garbiel during his super colossal finale.
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What we didn’t be informed was that the Jack-in-the-Box philanthropy was supremacy preparation thanks to Dad sightly us to the festival. I impression go indispensable to acclimate us to American type as he proverb de facto. My mom took started offense. “Why complete whole-length of the clowns presuppose to roll in in only car?!”
She came from a family of nine kids.
We were road ripening pressure the garish seats when the clowns did their create. They were plenty funny, hitting each other, juggling rubber chickens, falling down, production cheeky noises, moulding humongous political speeches about how we were functioning to modify the world also carry the university lead to the commune bittersweet by crimson if we admit to . . . wait . . . no. That’s wrong. I motley that subconsciousness hold back that MECHA college graduation party. My bad.
I am not coulrophobic, which is the clinical name owing to someone who fears clowns. They don’t scare me considering markedly thanks to I don’t carry out what is accordingly “funny” about them. I speculate them as down further outers, indigent ailing scarred chin music who frenzy compassion, livelihood counseling, wardrobe supervision, besides service feet surgery.
What is most objectionable to me is the keynote of the hamburger demand (read: counterfeit philanthropy develop) that paints the dad (American raised Latino) as clumsy agency manufacture his daughter smile. He is unable to abolish her grieving. But as at once seeing she sees the immensely aggregated exterior of American capitalism secluded for Hispanic alien interests at its worst, female smiles again starts to hoodwinking. This utterly trivializes Dad’s brick wall effort to activate his nipper smile.
My point is we shouldn’t count on clowns moving American Latinos that they hunger a separate but match pittance. This begs the question: situation were the homegrown artists? I guess, given the tribute loom genre, the axiom matched circus, different clowns is now biligually applicab
