That's not what this Clown tweet implies. It's implying that the Clowns have infiltrated everyday society. Your local doctor, lawyer, mail man, police officer, mechanic, grocery store employee, car salesman, programmer, fire man, nurse, etc could, in reality, all be Clowns and you would never know.

I say this because I've known a few who weren't your typical Clown. They were "everyday" people with "everyday" jobs in the real world, but were actually working Clowns. The last one I worked with was a car salesman for a local Dodge dealership. He ran the commercial accounts for the dealership. He and his wife, actually.

Long story short: he was a paramilitary ops guy by training that also ran Intel gathering ops for them thru the dealership's commercial accounts. It was the perfect set up for gathering Intel while also maintaining "plausible deniability."

One day in 2014, he comes in work without his wife. Tells us that he needs me to take over his accounts for a few weeks becasue his wife's "cancer came back" and she needed a new, experimental procedure done that also came with experimental drug therapies. They would be heading to Bethesda Naval Med Center.

So, he introduces me to a few of his commercial acct contacts, tells them I'll be his stand-in for about 3 weeks. At the end of that day, he does and says something strange. He whispers to me to follow him and to leave my phone behind at my desk, then casually walks away. So, I give it a couple minutes, put my phone down and follow him to the back lot. "Coincidentally," I find him standing in the one blind spot our cameras didn't track. "Hey, while I'm gone, pay close attention to the news coming out of Eastern Europe." "Why?" "I can't tell you right now, but if you pay attention, you'll know." Then he walks away and leaves work.

About two weeks later, that shooting takes place in Ukraine and the color revolution begins. Around that time, the commercial account activity blows up and I end up swamped with requests for new vehicles. Weird requests, too. And I also end up with a private customer who just so happens to work at Centcom as an Intel analyst for DIA who started asking way too many weird questions himself. Like wanting to know why I'm running the commercial accounts for my friend, how his wife is, when they'd be back, etc.

My coworker comes back to work about 8 days later and we begin the turn over with his accounts. At the end of that day, he nods his head for me to follow him again, so I wait a few minutes and follow right back to that blind spot. He asks me if I was paying attention to the news and I nod. The whole time my heart's racing because I know where he's going with the conversation. He then tells me his wife's procedure was a success, his trip was wildly successful, and then asks me what my goals were at the dealership and that if I wanted it, I could "transfer" to the commercial accounts section and work under him, but that I would need to go thru "training" up in Virginia for "a few months" "all paid for on the Company's dime." Only, Dodge dealership sales training was all online by then, and Dodge's N.American HQ isn't in Virginia. In fact, there weren't any Dodge training facilities of any type in Va.

It was his team that was working in Ukraine that took those shots. Me taking over those commercial accounts and that DIA guy were all a test to see if I could be trusted enough to be brought in on his team.

I suspect he and his wife weren't the only ones from that team that were working there, either. We had a former Marine Scout Sniper that also worked there as a sales/finance manager who also just happened to have a "heart attack" at the same time and was gone for the exact same amount of days the commercial rep and wife were gone.

Anyway, make of this what you will. My point here is that Clowns can be anywhere, at any time, dressed up as anyone, and you'd never know unless they take an interest in you.

I'm convinced that what I witnessed was the real deal. I base that assessment on my time in the Navy and having worked with Clowns while on active duty, and how "weird" happenstances always seem to follow the Clowns around like a dark cloud. You can never be sure with them that what you see or hear is actually what saw or heard, but if you pay close attention and can connect dots fairly well, a picture emerges. And it's always the same kind of weird picture.