This Halloween I made the decision to go out as a sad clown; an oddly easy choice considering my normal disdain for clowns.I, like many people, find clowns to be disturbing and not at all humorous. Although I am not coulrophobic, I do not welcome images of clowns into my dreams despite (or perhaps because of) having grown up with Bozo.During one of my all-too-frequent YouTube marathons, I came across this segment with Emmett Kelly on What’s My Line in 1956:I was mesmerized  This man was truly in his element, able to communicate a full range of emotions with little more than expressions and grunts. In a six minute segment, Kelly elicits a range of emotions from the panel and audience. Initially they laugh at his amusing entrance and antics with host John Daly. Later, as we discover that he isn’t allowed to speak when wearing his makeup, you can feel the...