For thirty years, the dream was the same. The cotton candy falling to the dirt. The torn yellow dress. The dark red blood pattering the stained concrete.
Most importantly, the clown. The clown with the bleached, pasty grease paint and dark eyes and crimson fucking smile.
Veronica Oliver kicked at the sheets around her and turned her face into the sweaty pillow, moaning in her sleep.
She was six-years-old again, and her parents brought her to the opening day of the Carrington County Fair. It was her first fair, so she wore her prettiest yellow dress. Her mother even put braids in her pale blond hair, something she usually reserved for church.
It was a hot summer evening as she walked between her parents and held her free ticket in her tiny
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The clown never stopped, only looked down at her with that sickening smirk. He opened his mouth and a ringing sound came from it, oddly melodic. He opened his mouth again, and—
—brring, boop, beep, brring. Pause. Brring, boop, beep, brring.
She opened her eyes and sat up, gasping. There was the cell-phone, right there on her nightstand, going crazy with a call. She reached for it, thumbed the button to answer, and brought it to her ear.
“Yeah. Oliver here.” She palmed sweat from her forehead with her other hand and tried to shake the dream.
The male voice on the other end sounded amused. “Sleeping? It’s nearly noon.”
“Martinez? Quit busting my balls. I worked graveyard.”
“You ain’t got the balls to bust, Olive Oil.” That was his nickname for her. Five years as partners and he still made fun of her last name, coupled with how thin she was. He also knew how tough she could be. He often told new officers, “Don’t fuck with Olive Oil. She could take Bluto down with a headlock and still find time to kick Popeye in the nuts.”
“Har har. What’s up? I am not doing lunch this early.”
“Called to say you have the night off. Chief says take a
“Who ever heard of uh teacake bein’ called Mister! If you wanta be real high toned and call me Mr. Woods, dat’s de way you feel about it. If yuh wants to be uh lil friendly and call me Tea Cakes, dat would be real nice.” He was closing and bolting windows all the time he talked.”
‘Feast of the Clowns, Burgers Park’ the quite ominous pamphlet read as I was approaching a seemingly empty patch of green and I couldn’t help but retrieve sinister images of gluttonous clowns. Before I could enter the barricaded plot of public green, I was met by three casually dressed police officers, one greeting me with a smiley pat-down accompanied by a dry joke about myself carrying a gun to which I replied with a hissing laugh and a stomach full of uncertainty: the idea of clowns
At the beginning of the story Arlene and her daughter, Champ, are at K-Mart. Arlene is looking for makeup and hair dye that will go with a dress that she is borrowing. This is where Viramontes first uses the phrase “it sounds right”. Now think, will this color go good with Pancha’s blue dress? – Pancha is Arlene’s comadre. Since Arlene has a special date tonight, she lent Arlene her royal blue dress that she deeps in a plastic bag at the end of her closet. The dress is made of chiffon, with satin-like material underlining, so that when Arlene first tried it on and strutted about, it crinkled sounds of elegance. The dress fits too tight. Her plump arms squeeze through, her hips breathe in and hold their breath, the seams do all they can to keep the body contained. But Arlene doesn’t care as long as it sounds right. (1-526 ) Here is a woman who tries on a dress that makes her feel young and beautiful. And, takes her back in my opinion to a time that outer beauty came naturally.
In the speech “I Have a Dream,” presented in the Lincoln Memorial, August 28, 1963, Martin Luther King Jr talks about his American Dream. This speech is recognized as one of the best speeches ever given at the Lincoln Memorial. As King gives his speech the reader would notice how the second half of the speech is what the world would see as the American dream. The first half consists of the actual reality, nightmare, of the world the constant state that seems never to change. Throughout the speech a person can hear one of the primary themes, dream, repeated constantly eleven times to be exact. Although King acknowledges the metaphor of reality, he explores the archetypical metaphor of a dream.
A creepy epidemic is sweeping the nation in the form of clown threats, clown sightings and even made-up clown encounters, further exacerbating people's coulrophobia, the term for a fear of clowns, with the mere mention of a clown enough to send some towns into a frenzy.
What goes through your mind when you see a clown? Does the sight of one make you feel joy or fear? Many people find these crazy haired, makeup wearing, entertainers to be scary or unsettling. What has caused people to be so afraid of something that was meant to fun and entertaining for all, some people have such an extreme fear that it is considered a phobia, coulrophobia. How does this fear affect people, especially in the last few decades, with movies such as Stephen king's It and the movie Poltergeist fueling people's fears, and t.v. shows like American Horror Story. As well as the more recent event of people dressing up as clowns and hitting the
Writing in the 20th century was great deal harder for a Chicano then it was for a typical American at this time. Although that did not stop this author, Sandra Cisneros. One of her famous novels, Woman Hollering Creek was a prime example of how a combined culture: Mexican-Americans, could show their pride and identity in this century. In conjunction, gave the opportunity for women to speak their voice and forever change the culture of Latino/a markets. Not only did it express identity/gender roles of women and relationships, but using these relationships to combine the cultures of Mexican and American into a hybrid breed. This novel, should have been a view-point for the future to show that there is more to life than just gender and race. Concluding this, the articles that helps define this is “The Latino/a Canon and the Emergence of Post-Sixties Literature” and “What is called Heaven”.
Clowns are not the typical looking humans. They have: very thin to no eyebrows, typically drawn on black, their eyes are deep and sometimes bordered by a shape. Most clowns have cherry red cheeks, lips and a nose as round as a tomato. Their hair is sometimes bald, but most of the time big and fluffy. You wouldn't usually find these features scary, but being that they are different and unnatural; many people make them to be crazy. The fact that someone has to paint their smile onto their face is untrustworthy, because of the exaggerated features, making it impossible to identify a
It was the Langley switchboard instructing her to get to Headquarters. Director Helms wished to see her as soon as possible. She replied in the affirmative and replaced the receiver. Sinking back into the pillows, she wondered what the hell had happened now. Her partner, Alex Shepard, with whom she shared the condo was away; flying some junket of lard-assed Congressmen on some so-called fact-finding mission to some Mickey-mouse African Republic. He had taken the car across to Andrews Air Force Base the previous morning to prepare his airplane, which meant that she would have to take either a cab, or catch the Langley shuttle bus which picked up over on Tenth Street N; a few blocks to the north. Getting out of bed, she hit the bathroom, showered, and put on her make-up. She dressed in a sensible business suit and double-checked her briefcase to make sure she had everything she was likely to need for the day. Coming out of her bedroom; she made her way to the dining area of the kitchen for a quick breakfast. A cup of coffee and a slice of toast later, she left the kitchen and proceeded to the living-room. She made a quick check to see that nothing was left out that would compromise her identity... as was standard procedure when an operative's apartment was to be vacant for any length of time… and the phone-call suggested that she might well be just that. The shuttle bus didn't seem to b...
It was a cold, dark morning when the phone rang. It was boisterously loud and the clock read six o'clock. The deafening noise jolted us again, and there was only one way to make it stop. Chris picked up the phone and in a tired, drowsy voice, answered, "Hello."
Batman and police commissioner James Gordon try to rid the Gotham of organized crime while combating the rise of the menacing and terrorizing psychopath villain, the Joker. (uci.edu) It’s important to take notice of the other clowns featured throughout the movie as well as their roles in the heist. This is crucial and singles the Joker out as the odd man.
Not only is costume used to make an impression on the audience when first sighting the clown; but also the make-up must be done right to enhance whether the clown is happy, sad, evil, or falls into another category of personality. The make-up also provides great detail, and in a way is a more modern format of the masks used in Greece and Rome during the 15th Century.
He’s a young man, the clown, with white socks striped in black, and black suspenders over a white T-shirt. White face, red nose. His MO is to follow people and imitate their motion without their noticing, to the glee of the sizeable, ever-changing audience. We’re sitting here on the steps of the Museum, hot and sweaty, watching the show.
Okay, if the truth be told, I had no problem with clowns. I mean, I grew up watching Bozo’s Circus. I loved Cooky the Clown even though he was always the butt of the joke; however, I did find Wizzo the Wizard quite creepy. He would grab his necklace and began chanting “doo-dee-doo-dee-doo-dee-doo.”
The oldest type of clown is the whiteface, which dates back to the 18th century. The white color of the face was first done with flour. White lead replaced flour, but in the 1880s, when lead was discovered to be poisonous, safer greasepaints were found. The whiteface clown evolved from earlier whiteface theatrical entertainers. One of the most popular whiteface characters in history is Harlequin, a comic personality in the Italian theater form commedia dell’arte. English actor John Rich, who performed in the early and mid-18th century, was the most famous Harlequin of his time. After the mid-18th century, the clown gradually replaced the Harlequin character. English entertainer Joseph Grimaldi played an instrumental role in this shift. Still today you can find clowns which will do the whitefaced act but you would have to look along way to find anything also the whitefaced clown does not use the grease paint the use a type of make-up which is thick and very rich in color and you can find it all over the place.