Perous Secret Diary - Keep Out

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unknown soldier

aka. public service clown

still on clowns: its the gift that keeps on giving

i was just driving into downtown LA when i saw this pretty scary and dirty looking clown by the side of the road waving at every passing car

i thought he was busking for cash and donations but actually he wasn't doing it for money at all

just because

i said 'hi, can I photograph you?

he said, 'OF COURSE: I WANT YOU TO PHOTOGRAPH ME. I SHOULD HAVE A SIGN THAT SAYS "PLEASE PHOTOGRAPH ME!" what do you want me to do?'

'just do what you were doing and I'll take some pictures' I said

I asked him, 'what's your name?' but he paused before answering as though he didnt want to give me his name.

'don't worry with your real name', I said, 'what's your clown name?'

'I don't have a clown name: I'm not a real clown' he said

for a pretty scary looking clown he was very friendly and fist bumped every pedestrian passing and waved enthusiastically at every car.

he wasn't selling anything.

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life imitating art?

there was something familiar about this clown...I feel like I might have seen a film about him recently

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as an after thought, the clown said, 'my name is Josiah...yes, Josiah'

and then, 'do you want me to smoke? I'm a big fan of Andy Kauffman and I know smoke looks really good in photos'

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i'd say it was a fair exchange of energy: he seemed to enjoy performing and i seemed to enjoy photographing the-clown-with-no-name / maybe jesiah

when Britain was great, our country was full of extroverts and characters: now most people dress the same, in clothes bought from the same shops and difference is frowned upon: YOU MUST CONFORM

i love characters.

i love difference.

unique is so special

there's plenty of it here

Perous Secret Diary - Keep Out: October 29, 2019