Recovered from the Blue Ball Gazette, Pennsylvania (Date Unknown)
Citizens of the tent, today I bring you a curiosity from the archives. Tucked between a church raffle notice and an advertisement for tractor parts, I found this: a grainy clipping from the Blue Ball Gazette. It claims that the Amish residents of Blue Ball, Pennsylvania once reported a clown wandering the fields. Yes, you heard correctly—wandering. They say he took his breaks not in barns or bedrolls, but on a giant swing set planted in the middle of open farmland.
The paper never dared print his name, though the photograph leaves little doubt: this was one of the many faces of A. Clown. Painted lips sagging with existential dread, eyes pitched skyward as if begging for rain or forgiveness.
What was he thinking? Why was he there? Why did he swing, and who built the swing? The article offers no answers—only questions. Perhaps that is the nature of A. Clown himself: a collection of unanswered riddles disguised in greasepaint.
We must ask: why are we always left cryptic when trying to understand why this clown even existed at all? Perhaps the questions are the performance, and the silence is the punchline.
— Bellamy Veil
Town Crier, Keeper of Reports, Denier of All Involvement