tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465814199245472416.post8008690917822670420..comments2023-08-05T06:35:34.904-04:00Comments on Notes From the Handbasket: In Which I Visit a Sideshow and Find Myself OnstageLaura Benedicthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08474185786017084327noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465814199245472416.post-92147011515715187532012-09-19T11:55:07.403-04:002012-09-19T11:55:07.403-04:00In my twenties, I went to a sideshow with somefrie...In my twenties, I went to a sideshow with somefriend. The most striking part was how cynically the entertainers worked at making you feel cheated (more money for every silly display), and at making the audience feel like they were the freaks. A creepy but illuminating experience. Most sad was the doddering little midget whose claim to fame was having been a Munchkin in the Wizard of Oz.Yves Feyhttp://yvesfey.comnoreply@blogger.com