Originally Posted by
Beowulf65
Some call me a thug with a badge, and some say I am a Godsend, while still others call me a psychopath, a murderer and evil. Whatever I am… I am efficient.
I work at night in the cold darkness of 3rd shift, when the predators of the city come out, I work from the shadows where no one can see, but I am no less powerful for this. They all know me, drug dealers, pimps and prostitutes, gangbangers and car jackers, thieves and muggers, purse snatchers and the average citizen, even the higher ups of the city and county, and especially the press.
Alright most on here know I am a cop, a Deputy Sheriff to be exact, but in the end I'ma cop and if you didn't know that then you don't know me. So anyway I get a lot of questions like "This happened to me what do I do" or "this cop did this what can I do" and I give my advice from my 17+ years of experience.
But here's the thing I run into and it sometimes tears me up on what I should do. People always think they know what a cop is and what his job is, and separating the facts from fiction can be pretty confusing.
A Law Enforcement officer is a composite of what all men are a mingling of saint and sinner, devil and deity. Cold statistics turn out the lights on the good and brave deeds they do and shine beams of lights on instances of dishonesty and brutality because they are news. What that really means is they are exceptional, unusual, and not commonplace. Buried under the murk and froth is the fact that less than half of one half of one percent of policemen commit misconduct, and that's a better average than among clergymen. A policeman made up of several different men at once, he of all men is at once the most needed and most unwanted, a strangely nameless man who is "Sir" to his face and "Pig" to his back. He must be such a diplomat that he can settle differences between individuals, so that each will think he has won. But if he is neat, he's a flirt or womanizer. If he's sloppy, he's a grouch and dirt bag.
In an instant he must make decisions, which require months for a lawyer and judge, but if he hurries he's careless, if he's deliberate he's lazy. He must be first to an accident, infallible with his diagnosis; he must be able to start breathing and stop bleeding, tie splints and above all be sure the victim goes home without a limp, or expect to be sued. The police officer must know every gun, draw on the run, and shoot where it doesn't hurt or kill. He must be able to whip two men twice his size and half his age, without damage to his uniform and without being brutal. If you hit him he's a coward, if he hits you he's a bully. A policeman must know everything and not tell; he must know where all sin is and not partake of it. The policeman must, from a single piece of evidence, be able to describe the crime, the weapon and the criminal, and tell you where the criminal is hiding, but if he catches the bad guy he got lucky, if he doesn't he's stupid. If he gets promoted he has political pull, if he doesn't he's a dunce or bad apple.
The police officer must chase bad leads to a dead end and stake out ten nights in row to tag one criminal, sift through countless files and write reports until his eyes ache to build a case against a felon who will cut a deal with a shameless shyster or an honorable who isn't. A policeman must be a minister, social worker, a diplomat, a tough guy, a mechanic, a computer wiz, and a gentleman all in one, and of course he will have to be a genius, because he will have to feed a family on a pitiful policeman's salary.
So I am glad you can get your ccw permit, for once let the bad guys fear who they are preying upon, let them know what its like to be frightened by having a gun shot at you or pointed in your face.
Beo,
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