I have a story about this subject. I may have told it before, but here it comes again anyway...
A long time ago, in a city some far distance away, (and while I was recovering from my JW exwife and the WTS), I had a little blonde hellcat of a lady friend whom we can call "Rhonda".
I have never had any children of my own, but Rhonda came with two boys - aged 6 and 8 at the time. Rhonda had decided that James had all the makings of a good stepdad and that these boys needed some solid male influence (I think this may have been because I actually held a job and drove an old Corvette).
I was called to help with halloween night. Rhonda already had the costumes - a Dracula for the older (he was cool with it) and a Clown for the younger (he was decidedly NOT COOL with this). Rhonda had to grab him by the arms, and force him into it like a tag-team wrestling event. Not having children, I have always been a little uneasy when watching a real mother deal with an unruly chile - but, she got the job done without too much physical harm. (Including whipping out her lipstick and putting clown dots on his face...) We got him out into the Vette (both of them fit pretty well into the hatchback at that age) and went through a couple of streets. Younger boy did not want to get out of the car.
It was only later in years that I found out what was wrong. (as years went by, I was called on to teach the boys how to start a lawnmower, snake out a toilet drain, fix an overhead garage door, drive stick-shift, etc.). Through this, I got to know these guys as they grew up.
Turns out that both boys had been forced to sit and watch the entire TV movie about John Wayne Gacy (the homo-serial murderer) so that they would learn to "stay away from bad people".
Needless to say, the only thing that our 6-year-old came away with from Brian Denehey's fine performance as J.Wayne.Gacy was that "clowns are bad people and they will kill you and bury you in the basement". (The prototype killer used to dress up as a clown for "charity events", presumably to stalk young boys as victims...).
He is probably not scared of clowns anymore, but I think I still am - in a weird way...
James