A Police Officer Speaks
 

A POLICE OFFICER SPEAKS

(The author of this article was Trooper Mitchell Brown of the Virginia State Police. More about him at the end of the article.)

Well, Mr. Citizen, it seems you've figured me out. I fit neatly into the category where you've placed me. I'm stereotyped, standardized, characterized, classified, grouped, and always typical.

Unfortunately, the reverse is true. I can never figure you out. From birth, you teach your children that I'm the bogeyman, then you're shocked when they identify with my traditional enemy ... the criminal! You accuse me of coddling criminals ... until I catch your kids doing wrong.

You may take an hour for lunch and several coffee breaks each day, but point me out as a loafer for having one cup. You pride yourself on your manners, but think nothing of disrupting my meals with your troubles. You raise Cain with the guy who
cuts you off in traffic, but let me catch you doing the same thing and I'm picking on you. You know all the traffic laws ... but
you've never gotten a single ticket you deserve.

You shout "foul" if you observe me driving fast to a call, but raise the roof if I take more than ten seconds to respond to your
complaint. You call it part of my job if someone strikes me, but call it police brutality if I strike back. You wouldn't think of
telling your dentist how to pull a tooth or your doctor how to take out an appendix, yet you are always willing to give me
pointers on the law. You talk to me in a manner that would get you a bloody nose from anyone else, but expect me to take it without batting an eye.

You yell that something's got to be done to fight crime, but you can't be bothered to get involved. You have no use for me at all, but of course it's OK if I change a flat for your wife, deliver your child in the back of the patrol car, or perhaps save your
son's life with mouth to mouth breathing, or work many hours overtime looking for your lost daughter.

So, Mr. Citizen, you can stand there on your soapbox and rant and rave about the way I do my work, calling me every
name in the book, but never stop to think that your property, family, or maybe even your life depends on me or one of my
buddies. Yes, Mr. Citizen, it's me ... the cop!

The author of this article was Trooper Mitchell Brown of the Virginia State Police. He was killed in the line of duty two months after writing the article. As a salute to the millions of police officers who put their lives on the line for us everyday, please pass this on.


Sempers,

Roger

PS
 

10 or 15% of cops are jerks and should have never become cops. They don't have the right make up for the job. It is those 10%ers that you always hear about.
Of course, 10 to 15% of doctors, lawyers and Indian Chiefs shouldn't be in their line of work either.
Hope none of you meet any of the jerk cops this year.

Stay healthy,
Andy

How very True
 

This article was so very true...I can't count the number of times
I've been badgered by the public for these same (Crimes)
Like taking a coffee break,speeding, indifference,and the beat
goes on..
But, I picked my line of work so I just try to deal with it..

Andy is right..Sometimes they pin a badge on the wrong person
and everone pays,including his partners.
Masher