The Revelation that Insane Clown Posse are secret messengers of God may be the Genesis of a new era of Jack Chick Juggalos.
The evangelizing was plain as day
in Volume 1 of The Pendulum
If you think hatchet-wielding clowns are scary, you’ve obviously never met a Christian hatchet-wielding clown. That raps. And likes wrestling. Well, that’s what you’re likely to find in whatever remains of Insane Clown Posse’s fan base after they recently revealed that yes, they’re on a mission to bring the Lord’s message to today’s troubled youth . Or, as they like to refer to them, Juggalos. If you’re not familiar with Juggalos, they’re sort of like the recent generation’s answer to Kiss fans, but with hatchets. And Faygo. And a little white trash goth thrown in for good measure. Apparently it was way back in 2006 (with their concert performance of Thy Unveiling ) that ICP first revealed the shocking fact that behind all the murder, mayhem, and misogyny was just some good old-fashioned missionary work. But everyone either thought they were joking, or just didn’t care. Or, like you and me, didn’t even know. So earlier this year they got some good blogospheric spin with their video Miracles, in which they wore white and pointed out the miracles of God’s creation. You know. Like magnets. Which inspired Cracked.com to create Learn Your Motherf#@kin’ Science: A Textbook for Juggalos, which helps the average Faygo-and-whippet-impaired Juggalo to sort the science magic from the regular magic. The video got so much spin that Saturday Night Live even spoofed it. In the end though, in spite of the common assumption that ICP are a couple of white trash raptards, the joke’s ultimately only on any Juggalos who didn’t figure it out from the start. The message was there in plain sight in early episodes of ICP’s comic series The Pendulum, a sort of updated Jack Chick, with more testicle references, and less preaching. The rest of us can make fun of ICP, and granted, their movies Big Money Hustla$ and its prequel Big Money Rustlas will never make it to Cannes, but these clowns are laughing all the way to the bank; they rake in $10 million annually.
