POGO THE CLOWN
A small account of a ruthless killer who was indeed a clown .
A clown always used to entertain kids and give some chocolates and gifts to them. What if the clown was a serial killer . Will you believe if I say the clown 'pogo' killed at least 33 young men by torturing them . Well , the man's real name is John Wayne Gacy from America .
Before jumping straight into the picture , He was actually born in March 17 , 1942 , in Chicago . He was a second and the only male child of John Stanley and Marion Elaine . He's father is an alcoholic , and always used to be verbally and physically abusive to his family , particularly to him .
He spent a harsh childhood due to his father's ruthless nature . He recalls an incident during his investigation that he was brutally harassed by his father , when he was 4 years old for replacing the car's motor parts .
It all started in a park , where the child gacy and one of his friend were found abusing a girl child sexually . His father came to know this , and whipped him . Later , he was experiencing molestation from his family friend .The harsh situation faced by Gacy made him abnormal , day by day .
He had a obese body and had severe medical problems . He was admitted in the hospital for a year , and his father accused him that he was making a scene in order to avoid school and his works .
The worst scenario he faced is when he was working in a mortuary , where he sleep all the night behind the coffins . He confessed during interrogation , that he entered a coffin when he was alone where a young teen male body lies , and also confessed that he felt pleasure about it . Sorry if this is disturbing , but i have to say the facts .
Later , He had his sexual experience where he met a friend at his training centre . The friend gave him pills and drinks , and forced Gacy to have sex with him . This drived Gacy crazy .
This idea and his harsh behaviour of the society towards him led to his mental disturbance , where he decided to sexually abuse a young men , who is a son of a famous politician He said him that he is a homosexual therapist , which made him to gain money too. Months passed , He had done this to more young men and had sentenced to jail by the law . This made him understand that , abusing sexually is immoral , which his parents never taught them . As a result of his social isolation, he had known no difference between the moral and immoral things .
Meanwhile , he was an active politician in America and even though he was socially isolated , things began to align themselves after he came out of the prison . The society and his Family started to support him on his decisions. According to the outside world , he was a good social person , who do better in clown costume and make children to smile .
But , unfortunately , his mind was never been distracted from his homosexual experience . He decided to wear the clown mask , in order to attract young men . His divorce with his second wife made him frustrated , and he needed pleasure in order to satisfy himself .
He would lure young men with his clown costume , and command them to wear handcuffs by convincing them that he would perform a magic trick . Then he raped all the young men , and he killed them . He would hide them in the basement of his house , which is never known to their family , or his second wife . He strangled all his victims before killing them and when he was bought to first trial ,he was accused with 33 murders .
The problem here is that , does these incidents happen due to the clown ??No, he is the one who murdered at least 33 young men which made the whole country trembling and breathtaking . But the fault is also with the harsh nature of the society with him . His father is also one of the major reason for his murders . The situations Gacy faced led to the death of 33 people .
Social isolation and embarrasment is one of the hardest pills to swallow , and everyone need to be taken care .Nobody should left isolated at any cost , because of they have a weird behaviour. So , readers turn around , realise the people who need help and isolated . They need a company . Your company , which lasts for a max 5 mins , have the ultimate potential to change their lives . { your opinion on the comments , please }
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I first heard about John Wayne Gacy in a true crime podcast. He's so horrifying!