- published: 19 May 2012
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Carny, also spelled carnie, is a slang term used in North America for a Traveling carnival employee, and the language they use, particularly when the employee runs a game ("joint"), food stand ("grab" or "popper"), or ride at a carnival. The term "showie" is used synonymously in Australia.
Carny is thought to have become popularized around 1931 in North America, when it was first colloquially used to describe one who works at a carnival. The word carnival, originally meaning a "time of merrymaking before Lent," came into use circa 1549.
The carny vocabulary is traditionally part of carnival cant, a secret language. It is an ever-changing form of communication, in large part designed to be impossible to understand by an outsider. As words are assimilated into the culture at large, they lose their function and are replaced by more obscure or insular terms. Most carnies no longer use cant, but some owners/operators and "old-timers" still use some of the classic terms.
In this pilot webisode, we go behind the scenes at two distinctively different traveling carnivals to see just where those carnies call home.
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Taken from Martina Topley-Bird's Album 'The Blue God'. Buy the album on itunes. http://itunes.apple.com/gb/album/the-blue-god/id278806019
Take a look behind the scenes as your friendly carny prepares for a busy day of fun and merriment. Filmed on location in Stoughton, Wisconsin. C'mon kids, let's go to the fair!
Here are three true scary stories about carnival folk, circus folk and county fair folk. Have a story you'd like to submit? Email it to foxbarking44@gmail.com The Parade: Anonymous Part Time Carnie: Anonymous Dart Game: Josh H. Pictures from pixabay.com Music: "Classic Horror 1" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 License http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0/
just for fun
Under the gaze of the angels
A spectacle like he's never seen
Spinning lights and faces
Demon music and gypsy queens
The glint of iron wheels
The bodies spin in a clockwork dance
The smell of flint and steel
A wheel of fate, a game of chance
How I prayed just to get away
To carry me anywhere
Sometimes the angels punish us
By answering our prayers
By answering our prayers
A face of naked evil
Turns the young boy’s blood to ice.
Deadly confrontation
Such a dangerous device
The glint of iron wheels
The bodies spin in a clockwork dance
The smell of flint and steel
A wheel of fate, a game of chance
Shout to warn the crowd
Accusations ringing loud
A ticking box, in the hand of the innocent
The angry crowd moves toward him with bad intent
How I prayed just to get away
To carry me anywhere
Sometimes the angels punish us
By answering our prayers
By answering our prayers
The glint of iron wheels
The bodies spin in a clockwork dance
The smell of flint and steel