In most societies, when we see something that does not look "normal", we naturally fear it. Even if this something is hurting, sick or even dying, we run in fear because what we see is ugly. But we are drawn to these "freaks" in a way unlike no other.
This is very sad for many reasons, not the least of which is that these "freaks" usually end up in side-show attractions like Joseph Merrick did.
Joseph Carrey Merrick (Elephant Man) was born in the 1800's in England. During the fourth month of pregnancy, his mother was struck down by an elephant, and hurt. Months later, she gave birth to Joseph. He was born OK but slowly developed massive tumors all over his body causing major deformities to his face, arm and body.
At a young age he was taken by a side-show operator and spent his life being gawked at by the horrified public. He was beaten by the side-show owner, and treated like a farm dog. And because of his large head, Joseph cannot sleep like normal people; he must sleep sitting up.
One day, at age 21, he was spotted by Dr. Frederick Treves of the London hospital. Taking him away from the side-show, Treves sets Joseph up in the London hospital, to some misgivings. But once Joseph prooves himself sane, smart, and kind, he is allowed to stay for a while.
Joseph is well cared for in the hospital, and makes many friends; women, as well, even members of the Royal Family.
At the hospital, Joseph is treated humanly and is admired for his braveness and courage. Joseph lived at the hospital for about five years, as this had become his permanent home.
One day, after having tea with important people, getting presents from admirers, and making many friends, he was taken to a play at a theater: Puss in boots.
Later that night, Joseph decided that he is going to sleep like a normal person, and in doing this, he passed away.
Joseph Merrick died in his sleep as his head fell back under the weight, dislocating his neck.
Joseph was 27 years old.
This is true my form is something odd,
But blaming me is blaming God;
Could I create myself anew
I would not fail in pleasing you.
If I could reach from pole to pole
Or grasp the ocean with a span,
I would be measured by the soul;
The mind's the standard of the man.
--a poem by Joseph

















