The circus is in town which
usually means that there is more than one circus in the city competing for an
audience. They plaster their posters side-by-side on every construction site
wall and on every abandoned building. I’m absolutely certain that somewhere, at
some time there was a gang fight between circuses.
This is obviously something that
has been going on for ages. One ringleader will howl at his counterpart from
the other circus, “This town isn’t big enough for two circuses!” Why would the
term “ringleader” become a synonym for crime boss if this weren’t true?
Today, circuses settle their
hatred of one another with a single epic battle, with each big-top sending a
champion to represent their clan. Earlier this week in Valencia, a fight ended tragically in the death
of the bearded lady from the Europe Circus. Her competitor from Alaska Circus, a midget who juggles swords, made short work of it. No pun intended, at least it wasn’t until I drew
to the close of that last sentence and I'd already written it, but it's not like a pun could drag this little essay down any lower.
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