The event was nothing like I remembered. The audience was sparse; there was not a kid over the age of eight; the snow cones were an outrageous $20; I didn’t see or smell hay; the clowns resembled hip-hop artists and the show’s songstress, American Idol finalist Jennifer Fuentes, has the longest legs of all of “The Greatest Show on Earth” performers.

How do I know? Because she flashed them. Often. She’s not alone though.

All of the female “performers” were so scantily clad that I thought I was at a Vegas show.  The tiger trainer’s outfit was most definitely designed to make daddies in the audience roar. The master of ceremonies – picked from the audience with his “family” to take the audience on a journey through the “Circus of Dreams” – asks his trapeze-artist “wife” if she’ll wear her sexy leotard ensemble at home. The cat trainer must have been hiding treats in her busting cleavage to entice the cats to walk the tightrope. And the dog trainer? The only thing she had going for her was her swishy gait and the frequent flashes of her cheeks.

My daughter’s favorite part was the clowns racing in tiny cars. Not surprising. She’s two.

My favorite part? Listening ‑ in disbelief ‑ to many perverted men “ohhh” and “ahhh” at the body shots flashed across the JumboTron.

Why does a legendry brand like Ringling Bros. have to shift its focus away from family-friendly entertainment, which has made it a beloved institution for so long, to cater to adults in the audience?

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