Up on the old high wire, things can get weird. When they call you from below, the voices sound so far away that it’s hard to imagine they come from the same world you are living in. Some may be jealous, some may be terrified; either way they want you to come down. When you finally descend the ladder, the world looks confusing. You cannot tell the difference between those who call for your blood and those who want to save you from yourself. Neither one can understand what goes on up in the air, up on the wire.

This is a prime example, Henry Rollins back down on the circus ground frightened by and frightening a young boy that wants to touch the hem of the gown of the hero. It gets so strange.