Psycho Meat Puppet Theatre Of The Mind

Evil Clown Drawings: I Like What You're Thinking, Ink On Paper

This evil clown act involves hilarious screw-ups and misdirected rescue behaviour.

The clown is trying to 'nudge, nudge, wink, wink' trick the audience or other performers into feeling sorry for them.

Rules Of Thump:

1. Don't take responsibility for your so called lif (abbrev. for liff, see: The Meaning of Liff (Paperback) by Douglas Adams & John Lloyd).

2. Don’t take any action that might lead to a solution, don't DO anything to get yourself out of funny situations. However, you must keep very busy – drama follows action.

3. Get into difficult if not improvable or paradoxical positions. How doesn't matter, give them the old razzle-dazzle. Not everyone will buy the BS but the gullible and aroused will believe and you can use their emotions against them.

4. Act helpless until you want something or they are within easy striking distance.

5. Do I Have to mention Whiney?

6. Make it obvious that you want and believe that others can make your existential existence better.

Pantomime Horse:

1. Sickness, accidents, family deaths, loving/abandoning pets, suicidal behaviour and crying during soup commercials are your stock and trade.

2. Realistically but subtly exaggerate pain to exact sympathy and get out of helping friends move.

3. Heartache: She said I looked like her 4th husband.

Bore Issues:

1. Anyone who loves me must be too stupid to see how defective I am so I'll screw them up before they discover how worthless I am and leave me.

2. Harm & Indulgence tissues – better than Kleenex.

3. Entitlement is the flip side of sexploitation.

Player Character Background:

1. I only get taken care of (not loved) when I ma ufcked up or in pain.

2. When in doubt act infantilized, if you can't spell that act spoiled.

Conscious Bot: You make me un/happy. Situations I magically fall into are untenable.

Unconscious Bot: You will rescue me because it's your fault and I'm hapless.

Doesn't Play Well With Others:

Let's focus on why Mary is hurting my feelings for no reason.

Jesus is being such a jerk!

Other Characters:

Only potential rescuers need apply.

Words That Are Not In The Dickionary:

Assertive & Responsible.

Queue For Big Scene:

Must make a decision / take action Or enter pain.

Common Freelings & Associates:

Listening, sympathy, suggestion giving, supportive, rescue response, guilt, empathy burnout, frustration leading to resentment, take a hike you brat.

Treatment:

I am neither Spanish nor a lawyer nor a Spanish lawyer.

Scoring:

Remember, the game here is not to get 'something' out of life or Do anything, the game is played by various forms of complaining and half hearted but ultimately planned/failed attempts at competence.

1. Points are counted by gaining sympathy and empathy.
2. Free rides count for triple points.
3. Repeated conning of the same mark is a 25% total bonus.
4. Guilt (from others) is good (0.5pt).

Catch 22:

Fulfillment of desire leads to regression which destroys source of gratification which leads to rescue which fulfills desire...

Evil Clown

"What sick, ridiculous, puppets we are, and what a gross, little stage we dance on. What fun we have, dancing and fucking, not a care in the world. Not knowing that we are nothing."

Somerset, se7en

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I'll Eat Anything As Long As It's A Baby

Man vs. Clown!


I'll eat anything as long as it's a baby: Veal, lamb, puppy.

As long as it hasn't had a chance to really live.

Life experience makes the meat tough.

Innocence makes it sweet and tender.

- Peter Lynn,
Things I said, but shouldn't have #12



Peter Lynn's way of thinking is way off key.

He should be ashamed of himself.

He will have a very short-lived and lonely life if he keeps this up.

He has made such a joke of it all, and Lord help him. One day he will stand in front of God and have to explain his actions.

He can either change his ways or find himself spending eternity in Hell.

In another post he reveals his sensitive side with a coworker:

"Can I talk to the baby?" I ask.

"Sure," she says.

I bend close. "Your mommy's worthless," I say.

- Peter Lynn

Check out his blog and other ' Things I said, but shouldn't have'

Man vs. Clown!
Old blog http://manvsclown.blogspot.com/


Evil Clown Art: Theosophist Trembles In Ecstasy

Theosophists have been infected with a suspicion of the overwhelming splendor of the clown cycle in which our humanity forms but ephemeral shadows.

Mixed media on 100% rag paper

Evil Clown

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Around about now in history:

August 1930 - The debut of the Amos and Andy show on NBC (radio) starring Freeman Gosden and Charles Correll, was it:

- A ground breaking positive influence
- Racially offensive stereotyping
- A once profitable franchise flogged to death

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Boulevard Of Broken Clowns

Do I Walk Alone

Evil Clown Art, Title: chorus: thinking about drinking; drinking about thinking... Media: paper on ink

Common Mistake 1: Drinking to “catch up” if arriving late to a party Or I'm happy that others are now too inebriated to pay attention to their booze in the fridge.

Common Mistake 2: Having sex under the influence Or waking up every morning screaming “It's not mine!”

Common Mistake 3: Driving after drinking Or during drinking, so you can get to the liquor store, so you can buy more.

Common Mistake 4: Women thinking they can drink as much as men Or panty pealer.

Common Mistake 5: Drinking to feel better Or 15 to 20 minutes of euphoria you can only vaguely recall.

Common Mistake 6: Thinking that others at university are drinking excessively Or frig, I was worried that I had a problem, but look at that guy! Go! Go! Go! GOOOO!.

Common Mistake 7: Leaving drinks unattended Or some frigger may take your drink Or woe to they that leave their drink unattended – I'll teach them a lesson.

Common Mistake 8: Taking Tylenol (Acetaminophen) to help with a hangover Or absolutely anything I can get my hands on OR nothing, I deserve to suffer.

Common Mistake 9: Thinking food will sober you up quickly Or hurting myself until I can feel something again.

http://www.mcmaster.ca/health/hwc/Newsletters/nov04/thinking_about_drinking.htm

Litotes The Clown

...and tired of thinking about drinking
for thinking of drinking while thinking
about drinking and thinking about drinking
It's a man-sized inside...

The Tragically Hip, Eldorado www.thehip.com

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Paper Cuts And Insomnia Incongruity And Societal Criticism

I Can’t Remember Where I Hid The One True Good

Evil Clown Sketch: Sometimes It Hurts To Be Crazy, Pencil on Paper

The monstrous can not be unqualified and produce funniness. Whereas it may be weird, it must also clash with harmony so that, like, we can, you know, compare and contrast it to that superannuated ideal.

I am Sailing To Ganymede and my fingers get up and walk away.

Those plebes’ whose ambitions are inessentially pedestrian are in themselves a grotesque warning of the yearning for the false solace of currency and the implications of victory over others, over the system and the demands of self for self demands.

In the same moment they deem simple rules and procedures concerning how to handle the dangerous substances of good and evil as self evident and, further more, that these principles are fixed and resist all attempts at relativism or the troubling mundane circumstances of day to day mortal life.

Like the fact that my fingers are a big spider.

Contest these hack philosophical questions simile predestination vs. free will, why evil clowns prosper and the towers of our self projects fall into ruin, despair and fevered introspection and what is justice or the good anyway and why the hell should I care anymore? After that poisonous little princess tossed my heart into the ashes!

Why should I even try when I'm this tired. I wouldn't even be writing this if Julie didn't have a loaded camera to my head.

Evil Clown

The Consolation of Philosophy? Comic irony is meaningless.

- Litotes The Clown

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How to Make It Big In Spite of Your Hang-ups

Vigorous Repetition Of Basic Techniques May Lead To Mastery Or Slavery

Evil Clowns' Fine Art Painting titled: Sometimes I Let The Paint Take Control, Acrylic On Canvas

Envisage for an unspecified interval of time that it is 5 annum from now; ideally this would take you less then 5 annum.

Are you still getting the same amount you are now? Or maybe just a little more? Are you discontented, flummoxed and deeply ungratified?

“Hold on a hog tied minute” you are saying to yourself “this is not the encouraging pillow talk and the semi-lucid, if somewhat suggestive prose, I have come to expect from this fine information focused, noncommercial, content driven, informational, edifying, educative, elucidative, enlightening, explanatory, instructive, authoritative, informed Evil Clowns Internet website.”

Just hang on to the edge of the bed for a minute and trust me, this is coming somewhere.

Most folks take action long after it is too late.

They squirm in the steely clutches of their own indecisions and animal responses. They undulate rhythmically under the inevitable convergence of everything that rises. They utter pleas and groans like pleasant incantations against eternity. Relax.

Do not delude yourself that this self same scenario could not happen to you, is not happening to you right now. From a certain point of view (POV) we are all in the middle of slow motion actions and accidents that we can’t yet see or feel, but are about to come.

When you can see it coming, all of life is prolonged foreplay for what may later seem to be an unmitigated frenzy of thrashing action pounding against the walls of our comfort zone. At least let's hope so.

So, is repeated repetition the silk road to mastery or the hobgoblin of little minds or, somehow, both?

Evil Clown

I wish I could think of anything funny to say.

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Insight Into The Mind Of An Evil Clown

Thoughts And Things From The Mind Of Ronald McDonald – Proudly 92% White Trash

Evil Evil Clown Drawing:
LOVE your work, work your LOVE
Medium: pilfered office suppliers on printer paper

Ronald McDonald's Blog
ronaldmcdonaldusa.blogspot.com

This is a must see sight for those who have any misgivings about:

Big "M" Supper Club
Der Schotte
Donken
Evil Clown
Golden Arches
Gronald's
Impastato's
Macca's
Maccen
MacDee
MacDoh
MacDohNo
Mackey-D's
Mackidånnkan
Mackies
Mækker'n
Mak Kee 麥記
Mäkk
Mäkkäri
Makku
Makudo
McChoke and Pukes
McDeath
McDee
McDee's
McDick's
McDo
McDonal
McDonald
McDonaldos
McDonas
McDoof
McD's
McEvilClown
McPuke
Mec
Mek
Meki
Mekkes
Mekki
Mickey-D's
Moulée de clown
Old Mak 老麥
Old Nick
Pat Panepinto Mart
Placcy-D's
Ronchin Ronnies
Rotten Ronnie Oddo's
Rotten Ronnie's
Rotten Ronnys
Rottin Ronnies


For another side of the greasepaint, see:

http://www.mcdonalds.com
http://www.ronald.com

Evil Clown

For the last eight years I have documented coercion, threats, intimidation and manipulation by McDonald's and Leo Burnett Advertising against me due directly to my work as Ronald McDonald.

- Joe Maggard, former Ronald actor, 2003


I feel badly about what I've done with young people. I was the happy face on something that was horrendous.

- Geoffrey Gulliano, former Ronald actor who later embraced vegetarianism

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Oh My Dog It Is Happening Again

Success Is The Sum Of Small Efforts, Repeated Over And Over Again

Platitudes And Bromides – Acrylic On Paper

You are more important than your problems

What is evil?

See things as you would have them be instead of as they are

What is murder?

You win when you aren't afraid to lose

What is War?

Happiness does not come from doing easy work

We have never lost a war

Everything is possible when you believe it's possible

The French have nothing to teach us

You must act on your dreams

A shot that shook the world

People with goals succeed

Depravity

It comes from the reserves of your mind

Lunacy

Successful action has cumulative results

Execution

There is always a good side

At 71 Eddie Adams died

Photograph, Pulitzer Prize - 1968
South Vietnamese Colonel executing a communist North Vietnamese Vietcong prisoner in a Saigon street

Your life will always be to a large extent what you make of it

Summary justice

You really can live your dreams

Orgy of death

You have to make your own opportunities

Shameful

There is no easy road to anything

Heroic

Overcoming obstacles is the price of success

Pride

It gives you the ability to rise above reality

Chaos

Courage gives you the power to face your difficulties

Evil Clown

One should always keep an open mind, but not so open that one's brains fall out

- Bertrand Russell

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Everyone Wears Masks - Every Clown Has Personas

Sometimes, Behind The Mask Or The Paint There Is No Face

A hollow perfect facade, a clown's mask hides; nothing. Our panic and anxiety don't mark us out as unique or special; they make us interchangeable.

This Job, This Life, Is Erasing Me - Mixed Media On Paper


There is an idea of an evil clown; some kind of abstraction.

But there is no real me: only an entity, something illusory.

And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable...

I simply am not there.

American Psycho (2000 (film not book))

... he's a clown without a face
A sound to fill their silence, a soul that leaves no trace
Every happy song is drowned in, drowned in sorrow
Yet no one sees the tears in his eyes
His dreams are gone, no special song, no tomorrow
No chorus as his spirit slowly dies

- Piano Player, Words by John Murphy, Music by David Sinclair

Feeling went away in the fire
And the fire is still burning
Someone said that we are all liars
It's amazing what I'm learning
All the words you say
When you talk and you talk that way
Burn and melt away
We cry and we die

Hide ourselves inside the sarcasm
The whisper of your name
Another game of jokes and laughter
Clown without a face

- Last Time Out, Skywire by Common Children

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!

T. S. Eliot (1925)

Evil Clown

This isn't really who i am, is it?
- Litotes The Clown

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Litotes The Clown Monkey Dream

Evil Little Monkey Impersonator

Negotiation Time : Acrylic On Paper

There are little monkeys all over the place, tiny ones, like spider or green monkeys. They can sit on your shoulder. They seem friendly, but keep their distance.

It's hard to keep track of them all as they jump around chattering at each other amiably.

It's a big, if gloomy, enclosure; ropes, trunks, simulated trees and a few toys. It's just blackness above, with no sign of a door. But there's no hurry.

Their friendly play is everything we go to the zoo for.

The monkeys freeze. Screaming, they run around ricocheting off the rocks, couches, trees and walls. But they can't leave. Something has gotten in with them.

A predator. Is it him? The howling and frenzy increases and I check over my clothes to see if I'm wearing anything that might be wrong.

Impossibly fast it bounces around like a rocketing rubber ball. The concaphony and fear are intense. I chases it around and try to stop it or distract it from the monkeys, but it is small, low and fast.

Off a particularly rubbery wall rebound, it attaches itself to my leg. There is no sensation of impact, only the wrap-around grip. It looks up at me and grins.

Nausea, revulsion and fear are only words.

Desperate shaking becomes frantic kicking, becomes wild unbalancing spasms. The grinning monkey is unmoved. With slow deliberateness it sticks it's ass out, then thrusts its hips forward and begins humping my leg.

The howling of the others has become a distant wall of sound compared to my breathing and struggles. They are gone; hidden or immobile to the point of invisibility. It doesn't matter anymore. They don't matter anymore. I have to get it off.

It gathers steam like a lascivious locomotive, the movements oddly mechanical, a machine cranking itself over in fits and jerky starts. Penetrating my leg with an organic and bloody squish squish.

Nothing will shake it loose or knock it off; my hands, leg, the ground or useless bits of woods and debris.

Its going at my leg in a frantic rhythm now. It licks and bites my thigh and looks up at me with raised brows on a quizzical and bloody face.

My screaming is a constant siren.

The world is a blur of thrashing background and monkey howls.

At every thrust the pen is getting longer. I feel it under my skin. It turns metallic, the claws and teeth are bloody and deep, the pain sears through my body overtaking all other torments.

I beat at its head ineffectually with a stick, cutting and bruising my leg. I want to cut it off.

The monkey face is a paper mask. Behind it, a tiny human face begins to sweat through, a look of gleeful, spasming eyes in an unending fit of ecstasy. The needle pistons higher, about to enter my body.

Rolling on the ground over rocks, desperate and on fire.

Thrashing and sweating I awake and rub my leg, I run my hands through my hair. I find the light and rub my leg again.

Time to go to work.

Evil Clown

I went looking for clowns and found only the evil apes of their ideas
- The Clown who was Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

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Contemporary Audience Appauled At Clownish Figure

The Appearance Of Perception: Echoes In A Cube Farm

Evil Clown Drawing Medium: Office issue green pen on standard printer paper

In this original graphic art the artist has skillfully adapted their unnatural surroundings and appropriated material from the corporate culture. This petty subversion may be interpreted as inversion of the formulaic hierarchy of capitalist taxonomy.

This contemporary 'at hand' exploration of graphic media and visual relationships cleverly under-renders the tonal values and spacial grounding of the subject to great effect. One can feel the numbed horror of these sparse sketchy lines.

The overall emotional impact is as restrained as the muted logic of accident victims in shock. Through the tunnel of the thousand yard stare we see ourselves: Not seething with rage. Not the slave owners of destiny. We are hillbillies at the mall - He's got a real pretty mouth on him, don't he?

Evil Clown

Mrs. Taylor: Dr. Hathaway, I saw your show the other night on radioactive isotopes and I've got a question for you.
Dr. Hathaway: Yes?
Mrs. Taylor: Is that your real hair?

- Real Genius, 1985

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International Violence Some Sort Of Unresolved Freudian Thing

Shopping slash to do or is it ta da?

Marshal for war

Troops of horsemen

Columned soldiers

Fleets of ships

The foulest splendor the harsh earth can belch up

Rewrite Sappho the clown


In Death evil clowns are left to lie
And no one will remember them

At all

In all the days yet to come
They have had no share of wine or roses
From this world their ghosts expelled
Roam amoung the broken and strengthless dead
In Hell they will be ignored

Evil Clown

If you can't think of anything funny to say - show you're nuts.

- Litotes The Clown

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