We’ve introduced the Master Clown before and noted that his performances are generously sponsored by the complicity of the Golden Boy.
But today, he appears in a more prestigious context — united with the Son of the Minister to deliver a truly unique show.
A show where logic has resigned, common sense has committed suicide, and the crowd applauds on cue.
I was fortunate enough to witness several scenes and am delighted to share them with you.
Behind the Scenes
Behind the curtain lives the Son of the Minister — also known as the Warlock Son.
After all, he was the fastest swimmer as a sperm, got promoted, and eventually took human form. Meritocracy at its finest.
I watch the Son of the Minister holding the script. On the first page, written clearly:
“Use cheap material until we can afford better.”
On stage stands the Master Clown, a.k.a. Mr. Touchy — a sensitive performer, deeply emotional when confronted with facts.
Scene 1: He said Haffi, work work work work work
The Master Clown stands on stage, radiating motivation and conviction. In his mind, he’s the Wolf of Wall Street delivering the legendary “I’m not leaving” speech.
In reality, he looks like someone who just discovered he has a middle finger.
He steps forward and announces to the crowd — while generously distributing middle fingers:
“You don’t work, so you must find a job!
You’re delusional for not looking for a job!”
What he says sounds like common sense — if we politely ignore the middle fingers.
Still, he speaks as if he has uncovered the purpose of life and simply couldn’t keep it to himself.
The Son of the Minister (from backstage):
“More middle fingers, please. How many times do I have to tell you?”
The Master Clown:
“You’re right. I didn’t show enough. Sorry!”
The scene is repeated. This time, the Master Clown delivers so many middle fingers that he not only becomes their king, but finally satisfies the Son of the Minister.
Scene 2: Respect Is a One-Way Street
The Master Clown clears his throat and addresses the crowd:
“You must always show respect!”
The Son of the Minister (from backstage):
“You missed the second part. Say the full sentence:
You must always show respect — no matter, and I repeat, NO MATTER how many times we disrespect you.”
The Master Clown (hesitant):
“But don’t you think the second part exposes what we do and reveals our true nature?”
The Son of the Minister (scratching his head):
“Hm… I didn’t think of that. Good point. Next!”
Scene 3: Freedom of Opinion Requires a Subscription
Once again, the Master Clown walks on stage with the confidence of a toddler taking their first steps:
“If you don’t vote, you don’t have the right to talk about politics.”
The Son of the Minister:
“Well said. Solid logic!”
I think to myself: Do they know that freedom of opinion is granted by law here? Should I remind them — or will that make them emotional?
Before I can decide, the Son of the Minister interrupts my thoughts:
“That’s enough for today. Thanks, everyone.”
Curtain Call
The crowd applauds happily.
I applaud too — not only because I got the cue, but also to thank them for wasting my time so efficiently.
Until next time, with a new story.
