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If what he does, in the guise of something new, rings with a familiar sound, the heartless words "We've heard that" sound. He must constantly pray and never receive martyrdom, for laughter is only important after sadness has milked the spirit dry. His funny hats and his funny suits, an added line here and there to change the express- ion of his face all vanish, and he stands before the crowd in nudity if the audience is not in the mood. His funny hat, his funny suit, and the little lines to add a new expression to his face all vanish into the word "ridiculous". When man makes demands for his own comfort, laughter is the farthest thing from his mind. Hate is king. The clown is the bitter enemy. But when defeat comes, it is then that they reach out for that gay, little fellow in the funny hat, the funny suit and the mark that changes the expression on his face. The world now cries for laughter. The youngsters are coming home with new fads, new attempts; new journies are taken into funland. Ordinary men with white faces painted like clowns shout ridicule, praise the belittlement of man, praise themselves above the audience with devices of torture. Man's suffering becomes funny to them. It is now that the clown must pray harder. He becomes closer to God, the intentions of God, and the welfare of others. The clown seems lonely when he does not speak. When he does not speak, it is then that he has respect for his fellowman. His fast wit and his keen observations could destroy the cleverest of all men and their plans. In the quiet moments of his life, it is then that he is giving vent to his thoughts and emotions. Oftimes, a clown is handed something that has been written by someone else. No matter how good the idea is, it is a germ. This warm seed must be incubated, hatched, and protected. So funny it becomes that it is forgotten and sometimes put away for the generation to come, so that they might enjoy that one second that the clown created years ago. There is nothing old and there is nothing new. The clown can stand at high noon, yet seemingly appear to be lighting a candle for the twilight. Critics are never around when encouragement is needed. They all seem to say, after he is gone and can no longer hear and absorb their comments - after he is gone and they have had a chance to weigh his greatness,