Each and every one of us knows a Mark Hennessy

The man and the crime did not match, we could not reconcile the two, for we all know a Mark Hennesy, writes Joyce Fegan

WE ALL know a Mark Hennessy, we just pretend to ourselves we don’t. The white, middle class, middle-aged father of two — who doesn’t wear his criminality on his sleeve. He has us all conned. We play golf with him. We go for pints with him. We sit across from him in the office. We meet him on Saturday mornings at the kids’ soccer practice. We might even invite him inside our family home. We all know a Mark Hennessy, we just never really know what lurks beneath that Joe Bloggs surface.