Another year, another Gathering of the Juggalos

Whoop, whoop.

On Saturday night, a frenzy of excitement swept over the field in front of the mainstage as a U-Haul trailer made its way across the grass en route to the backstage area, toting a strange mass of metal behind it. At first I assumed it was the Love Train hayride that’s been a perennial Gathering attraction, but upon closer inspection I discovered that it was a Grand Am that had been ripped apart and stripped so that it was now a strange husk of a vehicle. When I asked the Juggalos riding on top of the stripped car what had happened, they explained that a Juggalo had been caught stealing and a vengeance-happy mob decided to exact revenge on the thief’s car by ripping it apart, then proudly distributing its various elements—a disembodied steering wheel, a tailpipe—as trophies of their conquest. I found it remarkable that a group of people could so dramatically and thoroughly tear apart a car without instruments specifically designed for that purpose.

“Can I get a whoop whoop for Juggalo justice?!!!” shouted a member of the ecstatic crowd.

Another year, another Gathering of the Juggalos

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