Is there discrimination against clowns? An historian, who is a clown, provides background and introduces us to three clowns who reflect on life in the US: a physician, an auto mechanic, and an aging mom who's ill. The doc has made it to the ranks of a top profession but still faces prejudice; he goes to the principal's office at his son's school where the lad is charged with clowning around. The mechanic has brought his mute, horn-blowing cousin over from the old country, and a dissatisfied customer talks racist trash to them. Clarabelle Confetti, the aging mom, laments that her son has married a mime, and their kids are confused about who they are. Can't we all just get along?