Monday, April 25, 2005

I Have A Dream

These are troubled times we live in, people. Genocide, war, poverty, disease, personal foot masseuses, Federline babies, Lindsay Lohan's lip injections, Gwen Stefani--we have become almost immune to the endless parade of horror. But what about the smaller, everyday tragedies that befall our fellow man? How can we go on in the face of unspeakable cruelty? How?

Take this example of man's inumanity to man. First, some background info from the Syracuse New Times:
The freaks at Coney Island's famed amusement park have less to do with physical's the abilities of its cast members, not their disabilities, that take center stage. The sideshow, produced by Dick D. Zigun, the so-called "mayor of Coney Island," is billed as a 10-in-1 attraction, in which the stars juggle their own respective skills into one fascinating theatrical endeavor.

Koko the Killer Clown, for instance, performs comic monologues and balloon tricks, and is dressed in evil attire.

What could be more innocent and delightful than an evil clown who does stand up comedy and balloon tricks? What could be more natural?

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Then today's Page Six ran this report, and a single tear fell from eye. "Oh, the humanity," I thought, bitterly:
DICK Zigun, the unofficial "mayor" of Coney Island, has a new role: mediating the alleged midget mockery going on in one Brooklyn neighborhood.

Zigun, the owner of Side Shows by the Seashore, is now serving as the spokesman for pint-sized circus performer Koko the Killer Clown and his midget mother and sister, who say they have been the subject of harassment by a neighbor.

The family claims neighbor Joseph Izzo yelled racist insults at them, painted a "yellow brick road" outside their house and sang, "Hi, ho, hi ho, it's off to work we go," as the family left home.

Izzo is now facing charges of harassment, stalk ing and menacing. "The family has asked me to be their spokesman," says Zigun, who employed Koko for five years at Sideshows by the Seashore.

This really does bother me! Why must people be so mean?

How far have we sunk as a society--nay, as human beings--when we can't let Koko the Killer Clown and his midget family live in harmony and peace?

Like Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., I, too, have a dream. I dream of a day when all of God's children, big men and little men, Clowns and Gentiles, Kokos and Izzos, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

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