| Subject: though this isnt referring to military, theres a LOT of truth to this |
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Date Posted: 13:09:54 09/23/00 Sat
In reply to:
Terry
's message, "Sigh" on 04:04:41 09/23/00 Sat
The Lousy Cop
Well, Mr. Citizen, I guess you've got me figured out. I seem to fit neatly
into the category you placed me in. I'm stereotyped, characterized,
standardized, classified, grouped and always typical. I'm the Lousy Cop.
Unfortunately, the reverse isn't true. I can never figure you out. From
birth you teach your children that I'm a bogeyman and they are shocked when
they learn and identify me with my traditional enemy, the criminal.
You raise cain about the guy who cuts you off in traffic, but let me catch
you doing the same thing and it's picking on you. You know all the traffic
laws, but you never got the single ticket you deserved.
You accuse me of coddling juveniles, until I catch your kid doing
something. Then it's "badge happy."
You take an hour for lunch and several coffee breaks each day but point me
out as a loafer if you see me having just one cup.
You pride yourself on your polished manners but think nothing of
interrupting my meal at noon with your troubles.
You shout "foul" if you observe me driving en route to an emergency call,
but literally raise hell if I take more than 10 seconds responding to your
call.
You're a witty conversationalist, but you bore me stiff at social
gatherings with your vast knowledge of law enforcement.
You call it "Part of My Job" if someone strikes me, but it's Police
Brutality if I strike back.
You wouldn't think of telling your dentist how to pull a decayed tooth, or
your doctor how to take out your appendix, but you are always willing to
give me a few pointers on law enforcement.
You talk to me in a manner, and use language that would assure a bloody
nose from anybody else, but you expect me to stand and take it without
batting an eye.
You cry "Something has to be done about all this crime," but, of course you
can't be bothered with getting involved.
And what about the guy that works all night making sure you didn't forget
to lock up your business or home when you left on vacation?
You've got no use for me at all, but of course, it's okay if I change a tire
for your wife, or deliver your child in the back seat of my patrol car on
the way to the hospital, save your son's life with mouth-to-mouth
resuscitation, or maybe work many hours overtime to find your lost daughter.
So, Mr. Citizen, you stand there on your soap box, and rant and rave about
the way I do my job, calling me every name in the book, but never stop for a
minute to think that your property, your family or maybe your life might
depend on one thing, ME or one of my buddies.
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