Clowns are Scary
January 30th, 2007 by edge
Everyone has some phobias, be it common phobias such as claustrophobia (fear of enclosed spaces), uncommon phobias like Ophthalmophobia (fear of being stared at), or just plain strange phobias such as Cibophobia (fear of food) or Defecaloesiophobia (fear of painful bowel movements). And lest you think The Edge is full of defecaloesio, head over to phobialist.com and see for yourself.
Wait a sec, how do people with Cibophobia survive??
But I digress… while everyone has different phobias, everyone I know shares the same phobia: Coulrophobia, the fear of clowns. Which brings us full circle to the reason for this post: to share two frightening clown images Smidge and I recently unearthed.
The first is less truly frightening and more vaguely unsettling…

Imagine yourself walking down a long corridor. You open a door and find a room of animals. They turn and look at you: “Sit and watch the clown with us… forever and ever and ever…”
Brace yourself!

Could a more chilling image be concieved? I can’t decide which is more terrifying: It gazing hungrily at the baby, or the Aryan child saluting the Sieg Heil. This image is from the cover of a film Smidge recently found, and when we work up the courage we will view the film and probably post a clip or two.
http://www.mst3kinfo.com/daddyo/di_422s.html
…Chimp-boy, though, is too absorbed in the clown show to notice your entrance, and continues clapping with laughter.
It almost reads like a choose-your-own-adventure story…Papa bear offers you some milk and cookies. Do you accept them…?
That image, by the way, appears on a little TV dinner tray. Someone somewhere expected people to eat food off of it.
If the baby was drawn larger, it could pass for a 70 year old man.
Seriously, people, wtf?
Everytime I scroll down to get a look at the new pornface comments I am attacked by that horrible Martian/Clown and his supporting cast of anthropamorphized children’s book nightmares. I literally choked on my risotto and even contemplated peeing my pants this time.
The horribleness of these images could not be matched by any computer program.
This is the true hand of man at work.
it took me a while to really be able to look the second photo’s clown in the face. he’s actually kind of tender with that child….look it his gently parted lips…..
my hate for clowns was once captured in a 2-photo series at a local parade: 1 - clown pinches my cheek 2- i throw up on myself and bawl my face off.