Since the election of a new sheriff in 2010, our local newspaper, the Wilson Times, has been listing felony arrests at least once a week. This includes names, pictures, and the offense for which an individual was arrested. It's always pretty interesting to read. Most of the offenses are for stuff like, obtaining property under false pretense, or possession of a substance. And yeah, it's never three or four pictures. There's a real crime problem in my hometown, and I'm grateful for the new sheriff taking care of it. He's doing a great job of cleaning up our little wretched hive of scum and villainy.*
But it's the pictures that always get me.
They're not particularly sad, or tragic. Usually one of two facial expressions appears.
First there's annoyance.
Then there's the ones who have a mixture of embarrassment and shame.
Also understandable. Things might have moved too fast in life, and before they knew it, they're in deep water and they never meant to be. Oops, right? YOu've probably seen faces like that if your local paper does like ours.
But, as with anything, there's always the inexplicable third group. It's a fringe that I personally will never understand in any instance it occurs.
Once in a while, among the sullen faces in the felony arrests section, there's some clown with this face.
I really don't get this one. People with this face are apparently convinced that they are indeed getting their portrait done. There's no hint of sarcasm in their expressions. They're just thrilled to have been arrested. Just happy to be here, they say, 'cause life is gooooooood my friend.
Ah, the idyllic South. Nice, ain't it?
*Yep, went there. Don't judge.