Cirque du Méchant has come to Halloween Town, close enough that you hear the calliope’s screams in Lita’s castle. Not all fantasy worlds are bright and full of whistling elves. This Evil Circus is a dark carnival filled madness, magic, and grinning clowns.
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See the jesters and harlequins with the huge shoes and painted-on grins. Their desperate antics with bloated tricycles the size of cars reminds us of crazed morning commuters vying for a parking spot.
There is one clown that they will not allow in their play. They bonk him with huge stripped bats. The crowd roars. We laugh for a moment, pleased that for once it isn’t us. We look around the crowd. Some children stare, enrapt at the antics. Clowns. Do the grease paint smiles hide their pain and desperation? Is the grease paint a mask? Such a disturbing thought.
The big top show ends with the arching blazes of fire eaters then an animal parade around the ring. Whips snap and the air stinks with the acrid odor of the fireworks.
Outside, night has come. The Evil Circus glitters at night. We pass the fortune teller’s wagon. Shall we learn our future, or talk to the regretful ghosts of our past? We pause, consider, and move on to ride the carousel instead.
The time has gotten late. Time to leave the Evil Circus, methinks. No need to run for the exit just because night has come. The colored circus lights will light your steps. Don’t forget your hat. Nor your sanity.
Evil Circus is like a mushroom that grows in the dark. Mostly tasty, but odd and disturbing. Be sure to visit the next time it comes to Halloween Town.
Want more? Watch Lita’s Cirque du Méchant video. It will only take a minute now, but will haunt you forever. Step right up.
Lita Burke 
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