Juggalobook.com: Social Networking for Wicked Clowns
It was only a matter of time. Insane Clown Posse fans have their own language, style of dress, food / drink, tattoos, rituals and culture -- why wouldn't they have their own Facebook?
Fans of ICP call themselves "Juggalos" (or "Juggalettes" for the ladies) and they have now been supplied with their own social network, Juggalobook. We poked around on Juggalobook for a few hours. And then we pondered the very existence of the Juggalo. Here's what we thought:
The design and style on Juggalobook is very similar to Facebook, it's just suckier. Over the course of a couple of frustrating hours, we found that everything on there is just a little bit wonky. The pages take forever to load and the advertisements are both obnoxious and omnipresent. Still, it's a design that is easy to navigate, especially if one is already familiar with Facebook. And, of course, access to ICP merchandise is always only a few clicks away. (The money-making geniuses sell every kind of merch possible, and it's all way expensive.)
The direct rips of Facebook were everywhere, but they were all Juggalo'd. For example, instead of clicking "like" on a picture or a post, one clicks "Whoop whoop!" instead. (FYI: "Whoop whoop!" is Juggalo-speak for "yay" or "holla.") And "add friend" is "add homie," etc.
The move to launch Juggalobook seems a little late for a group that has always had such a strong
Internet presence. Juggalos consider each other family, even if they have never met in person. Frequently ICP fans will "meet" online long before they meet in person at a concert or the Gathering of the Juggalos. (Yes, they have their own yearly festival. Terrifying pictures of it are here.)
As far as American subcultures go, there are few that are more fascinating and easily observable than the Juggalos. Though the FBI has recently classified Juggalos as a gang, most outsiders just see them as disaffected, fat, possibly scary white trash. It is clearly a group for those who identify as outsiders.
There's actually something kind of sweet there in the way that these (usually) twenty-somethings find and support each other. ICP fans come together from all over the country and get together just to have a good time. That's not to say that I don't find their habits to be a little scary- binge drinking, heavy drugs and a misogynistic atmosphere are a given in Juggalo culture, but there is a sort-of all-for-one camaraderie amongst the crew. (And, for what it's worth, some friends and I went to the ICP show last summer at Pop's as a goof -- pretty much just to make fun of Juggalos -- and all of the people that we met that day were super friendly and eager to pass their flask or their joint to us to try to make us feel included in their good times. We went to the show to be jerks and we left feeling like jerks.)