Cue my coulrophobia
Main Entry: coulrophobia
Part of Speech: n
Definition: An extreme fear of clowns, induced by heavy makeup, nose, and a wig used to conceal a wearer’s identity.
Etymology: Greek kolon or kolobathristes
Who’s with me?
First of all I should say that I’m from th ‘It‘ generation; that is I was 10 years old when Stephen King’s novel, It, a story about a demonic creature dressed as a killer clown that terrorizes a small town, became a TV movie. Granted I never saw the movie until I was a bit older, but even so, that never helped me like clowns any better.
I have never been sure why I have this loathe for them, because ironically I love mimes, they entertain me very much. Maybe is the makeup the clowns use; they paint a sad expression on their face, or the fact that they try and force you to laugh and stuff, I don’t know.
I remember when I was younger I had this friend whose parents were obsessed with those clown pictures who had the eyes, yes the eyes that seemed to follow you no matter where you stood. The worst one was the one in the hallway going to the kitchen, I literally had to turn every light on before stepping into the kitchen.
What do you think? Am I crazy? I don’t think I would run away from a clown now, but I would still have a hard time smiling if one of them tells a joke, I’d probably step on their clown shoes and punch them in the nose first.
But anyways, that’s my weird little fear, one of them at least.