clone moan

clown couple – foto by smith

The world’s a sorry sad place, down, depressed. I think it’s simply because we’ve all become too bloody serious over unemployment, toxins poisoning our earth, global warming, the rich stealing all our money, lack of health care, Republicans lying and forcing us to listen to the “gee golly gosh you betcha” brain death of Sarah Palin, and just general bad manners from the religious wrong and the fundamentalist flat-earthers.

If we wanna be happy, we gotta lighten up. So I propose we start cloning clowns. Fast grow them to adults and turn them loose on the neighborhoods so they can go door to door corner to corner neighborhood to neighborhood falling out of cars and tripping over their big feet while beeping their funky bicycle horns and raising their overdone eyebrows above their big red noses. Create clown clones and smile our troubles away.

Clone clown clones now! Make our national song “Send in the Clones.” Designate Walt Disney’s mythical Aracuan Clown Bird as our national bird, the clown fish our fish. Take all these unhappy squares and make them clown arounds. Force folk to watch “Killer Klowns From Outer Space.” Perhaps use some of George W Bush’s DNA as a starter kit, only bio-engineer it to make it a heck of a lot smarter, cuz while dumb’s desirable, too dumb’s dumb.

The world’s too serious a place, we need more laughter, and clown clones could be our answer.

Lighten up. Laugh. Let it be. We need to lessen our too serious vanity; it’s not all about us and our suffering. As one clown recently told me, “You’re so vein, you probably think this blood vessel’s about you.”

clown kid – foto by smith