For hundreds of years, we lived in a world where clowns were popularly understood to be funny and whimsical ... or, at the least, not absolutely freaking terrifying. Pop stars sang songs like “Everybody Loves a Clown” and “Send in the Clowns.” Parents hired entertainers in colorful satin outfits to do magic tricks and make balloon animals at their children’s birthday parties. Ronald McDonald sold us hamburgers. Emmett Kelly and Red Skelton were TV staples. We had a tacit cultural agreement not just to tolerate clowns, but to look forward to having them around.
Let me tell you up front, I don’t like clowns. This story gave me the heebie jeebies. An Auburn woman sitting on her porch scared off a clown in the back seat of a vehicle pointed his finger at her and mouthed the word ‘bang’ . According to the Sun Journal she then picked her legal 9mm and said ‘Back at ya, clown’ and the clown car sped away.
Having been through the first year of the Town of Terror at the Pittston Fairgrounds (Take Rt. 194 off of 27 in Pittston and go straight out), I thought I knew what to expect. I was told the maze was three times longer with more twists, turns and surprises. I had no idea!