A Chat With the Craziest Clown Around

Kay interviews " Uncle Bob" It isn’t often that this reporter gets a chance to sit down and have a no holds barred, uncensored chat with one of Dead End’s most oft arrested, most hated and perhaps most feared criminals Dead End has faced in the past year.   That’s why when ” Uncle Bob”, career criminal and local whack job, agreed to schedule a sit down I knew I’d have to come with some of the really big questions.

 Arriving just a touch early, the dapper clown showed impeccable manners, something one doesn’t tend to expect from an admitted rapist and torturer of women,  and sipped his tea while setting out the ground rules. Essentially I was allowed to ask anything, however some answers might be off the record. Is there ever really anything off the record in the digital age?  With cameras everywhere one has to wonder.

Uncle Bob, Aug 13th 2013.  The very first time the clown made the paper.

Uncle Bob, Aug 13th 2013. The very first time the clown made the paper.

The conversation started slowly with a little reminiscing about the first time a bright shiny new ” Uncle Bob” and his very first interview with yours truly. Reminding him that he’d been juggling and laughing, flirting and care free. All the things the “Clown” no longer seems to be.

 “I wasn’t perhaps as jovial as you might have taken me for, certainly carefree… the anonymity one has when you being a new arrival in town grants a certain freedom, a freedom that is somewhat corroded by the growth of one’s reputation,but, we evolve.”

And evolve he has. From a small boy who witnessed daily horrors and torment, abuse and ultimately the ruin of the mother he so dearly loved and worshipped, to witnessing the suicide of that very loved one young Bob had a hard life.  A life made no easier by the scarring he received on that sealed the fates of both Bob and his beloved mother.  Scaring he hides beneath a mask so that he need not relive the jeers and looks of horror that he suffered through in his formative years.  All through puberty and well beyond the disfigured Bob was shunned and teased, tormented and harassed, overlooked by the fairer sex for his deformities.  Deformities he uses in our discussion to explain his penchant for rape.  Scars and deformities that he was forced to live with until he spied a mask at a county fair. The mask that has now become synonymous with violence and evil. Though back then, it gave a young man a new face to offer to the world. A face that made people smile and laugh, welcome him with open arms as he juggled and entertained.

 “… that moment, that moment when reason tells them to say no, but their bodies betray them, their bodies scream yes, after that…… after that they can walk away and find out who they really are… to remind them that they have a life, and an identity perhaps that had been hidden even to themselves.” -Uncle Bob, on his rape victims.

Post public rape of local business owner, dressed as " the Big Bad Wolf".

Post public rape of local business owner, dressed as ” the Big Bad Wolf”.

Of course, after nearly a year in Dead End, this reporter is more then certain that’s no longer the case and Bo b can no longer claim that smiles and joy are what he sees in the faces of those he passes on the streets. Not when his atrocious acts of violence are so readily known and something he’s clearly proud of.  While Bob doesn’t see the atrocities he commits as crimes, they most certainly are. When asked to explain the countless rapes Bob first claims he’s ” Enlightening ” his victims. Teaching them about themselves. Of course later in out lengthy chat he admits to have simply given up on seeking companionship in “conventional ” ways due to his disfigurement and now simply and quite proudly ” takes what he wants” as was seen and reported after the ” Winter Carnival” and several other times recently, including but not limited to BDSM shows on the stage of his club  ” The Dark Room” in which some unsuspecting women is raped tormented and humiliated before ultimately being sent on her way. When asked of his most recent victim, and his removal of an eye a rather terse Bob would only say ” She was WEAK!”

While the clown is ever so eager to recount and retell stories of his own exploits, there are some things he simply will not discuss neither on record nor off.  For instance the Casino robbery.  Though he was certainly not the only one to participate in the crime, and not even the only one that was sentenced nor had his assets frozen and business closed the clown steadfastly refuses to name names or point fingers. In fact in this he is rather proud of himself.  “I did my time for it and can honestly say that no names escaped my lips, although I must say, as I just alluded to, in those moments when the pressure is on… that… that is when you find out who you can trust”.  Whether you love or loathe him, you know a little more about him now and you can count on one thing.. he’s here to stay.

Kahlen Vaniva, DE Daily Editor & Reporter