Circuses...Like them or hate them?

I thought of this thread because the Barnum and Bailey Circus just arrived in town. Every year they do the Elephant walk through Cambridge ma to the place where the circus is being held.

I absolutely despise circuses. Most (albeit not all) abuse their animals and I can't even watch this stupid video without getting angry. Lol.

These animals should be living their lives naturally in the wild of their home lands. Not performing cheep tricks for human beings. Arrrrrrrrgggggggggggg!!!!

Also, I think clowns are scary!

There is a striking resemblance isn't there? ;-)  Lol!

Clowns were Diana an original form of Heykoya's..using "spirit transfer" ...whom in Native American Shamanism was used to heal...and it goes further back in history elsewhere also, when others took on the personna of others,..to either heal them as in the case of Heyoka's or tell an story as in an Greek tragedy. I rember one day in an school class we had an teacher that use to get on everyone's nerves, and we werent' allowed to do anything but "take it" in her treatment, she was out of the classroom when on of the kids started imitating her actions and the teacher came in an caught her, walked up to her an slapped her in the face..angry. Whoa, they evetually got rid of the teacher after that year...made the girl appologize publically in front of the class. But what done was done by then. Can't say I go to many circuses, (as I do the zoo) though my great uncle sponsored them, as he was an Shriner Al Kader "Freemason" in California and they contribute highly to children's hospitals...through the Shrinner Circus Show. Some clowns can be scary. I ran into an Pantomine person down in Disneyworld in Florida one time following me around, it was cute, he was doing an greatly exagerated "me" though, but I turned around to see him behind me, and the crowd laughing as I looked at him in surprise, and he me, and I slapped his hand as he met mine in the air. There for an while we doing things..like I put my hands on my waist, he followed, and so forth, until he tripped me up unepectedly. After I sat down in the bleechers he kissed me on the forehead...and took off running.to pick on someone else comng through the door. But he wasn't that much of an clown, he had on an French Bere', stripped shirt and red neckchief, and litle make-up..just an mostly white face non-discriptive with black marks coming out  near his eyes. He immediately took up following an lady smoking an cigarette....immitating her...puffing away on an invisible one.

>>>>sat down in the bleechers?

What might that be Shirley?