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 to 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 hell 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 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.