By now you might have seen on the Internet the story of one “Jeremy Meeks” who has recently gained a reputation as “Hot Felon.” He has been the center of much attention after his mugshot was released showing what many consider to be a very attractive face. The purpose of my writing here is not to take a shot at Mr. Meeks. I hope that he will receive whatever punishment his crimes are due, certainly that he should repay his thefts, and other than that I have no concern towards him. It is what this man’s story has revealed so clearly about our deranged and unjust society, which I take interest in. My blood does not boil at the thought of Mr. Meek’s stealing somebodys car, or whatever he did, although that I certainly find it very important that he is made to compensate the victim for whatever he took. But what does make my blood boil is the social response that he is getting, and the glaring injustice it reveals about the world we live in.
The headlines read as such: “Women lust over model-like US felon’s mugshot”. His mugshot photo is receiving thousands of “likes” and glowing comments from women on facebook all about how “hot” he is and people raising money to pay his bail or whatever it’s called. That is ALL THESE WOMEN CARE ABOUT. How “hot” he is. Mr. Meeks should be greatly offended that according to all these thousands of lustful women, he is nothing more than a nice-looking slab of meat that they’d like to be “handcuffed to”. Although we must wonder how much fun that might turn out to be as this man has been described as “violent.” But I digress. I am a woman and I am appalled. I am appalled with a society that cares only about looks. That fawns over the criminal who deserves to face justice. That all the while hates and tortures the innocent disfigured like me, who have DONE NO CRIME. If this man were ugly, there would be no fawning comments, no offers of money, no public sympathy, but only pure and raw wrath and hatred beyond comprehension.
This news story came to bear at the same time in which I am reading the section of Victor Hugos’ wonderful novel, “Notre Dame”. I am right at the scene where disfigured, innocent Quasimodo, a deformed and deaf hunchback, is locked in the pillory, being ripped apart by a whip, bleeding, calling out for water, all the while being laughed at and scorned by the good people of society who throw stones and jeers at him. Quasimodo’s crime? His existence. His unnatural, “savage” behavior that occurs from having an abnormal construction of form and mind. His abnormalities. His appearance. His appearance inspires the wrath and hatred of almost everyone of the “good society” of Paris. Being one like Mr. Quasimodo here, I can just as easily imagine the same thing happening to me. My existence has inspired the same wrath, the same malice, the same need that “good people” feel to crush what is physically undesirable. And yet who has shown themselves to be the real menace to society? Mr. Meeks, or “Quasimodo”?
Make no mistake that our society is no different. It is seething evil at its core and ready at a moments notice to erupt violence upon the innocent while embracing the guilty. It insists on spilling the blood of Jesus while inviting Barrabas to supper, so to speak. Because the evil people of this evil world, love their own.