Just Got Down With The Clown
Hey Los and Lettes! Sorry for the late issue of Just Got Down With The Clown. It’s been a very busy and time consuming day. Anyway… lets begin with my parents.
So, my dad never heard of ICP, which was cool. He doesn’t like the music and gives me a questioning eye sometimes when he hears me talking about it, but he doesn’t mind me listening to it. My parents have seen a change in my personality since I started listening. I’ve become more confident of my looks instead of always wishing I was someone else. Along with that, I’ve become less caring about what other’s think about me and what I do. Overall, I’ve become more appreciative and happier in life than I was before.
So, with my mom. She first heard I was listening to the music through my cousin, who–if you remember from the first article–had warned me about staying away from Juggalos. My mom, who had a partial knowledge about ICP and Juggalos, stopped me one day to have a talk with me about what and who I was listening to.
She had asked me whether I was listening to ICP in order for my ex to like me better or to seem more cool. She also asked me if I was back in a depression besides being sad for having been dumped. I was honest and told her no. I like the music, I liked the representation of a Juggalo, and I was doing what I liked. She took it well and then moved on from it. She said I could like whatever I wanted so long as it did not turn me into a bad person or changed me in a way that was bad (our definition of bad).
From there, I pretty much lapsed into a non-evolving cycle. I listened to the songs I liked, looked for some others, talked to some of my friends, and continued with life. I never moved onto the news about what was happening in the Juggalo society with Psychopathic Records or Majik Ninja Entertainment or Strange Music. At lease I hadn’t involved myself as much as I have since joining True Juggalo Family.
So that’s the end for this week. Next week, I’ll tell you about my beginning of one of the best opportunities in my life.