Rise of the Jokers: Science Fiction

The funny bomb went off in the middle of Walstreet during market peak hours. We think that there were police officers who spotted the suspicious package, but they weren't 100% certain of it, and since there was a--can't call him a suicide bomber since he's still alive--a *clown* deliveryman, they didn't investigate further. He didn't look like a clown at that point, of course. He looked like an ordinary person. A little thin, a little grim, his uniform a little ragged around the edges, but who didn't look like that those days? We were in the grip of the third Great Recession, and even people with jobs were getting paid not much above what it took to live on. Because of the shareholders, you see.


Inspiration: http://shop.boingboing.net/product/Demolish-Serious-Culture
Story Potential: High.
Notes: A chemical bomb that creates a permanent society of Jokers? Most of them wouldn't be malicious, of course, but they would *all* be practical jokers with their own weird brands of humor. It would change so much. Could be a fantastic setting to write a story in.