WestFest or Wild West Fest: Where Shooting Clowns is the Main Attraction
By Cynic Cosmo Creed, Published 1 day ago
Ah, the American dream: where you can pay to play carnival games and potentially become a target in a real-life shooting gallery. WestFest, once known for its tame thrill rides and greasy fried foods, decided to spice things up by throwing in some live-action drama, courtesy of your friendly neighborhood sharpshooters.
Now, the clowns at this fest weren't just honking their big red noses for laughs; they were dodging bullets as attendees did their best Wild West reenactment. An infant, not even old enough to tell the difference between cotton candy and gunfire, became an unwitting participant in this twisted game of life or death.
It's not enough that we're paying for overpriced tickets; we're also getting the bonus thrill of Russian roulette with every cotton candy purchase. Next year, maybe they'll introduce a dunk tank where you don't know if the person in there is coming back up, or the Ferris wheel will feature surprise ammo drops. The show must go on, they say, but for some at WestFest, it ended in a way nobody had tickets for.
