Sheep, Wolves & Sheepdogs

Such a shame that we have so many sheep running our Police dept. and discouraging the sheepdos from doing thier jobs. Why is crime up in Louisville, ask a sheep dog they'll know.

Victory at all costs.

Victory in spite of terror.

Victory however long or hard the road may be.

For without victory, there is not survival.

"Yes Me the Lousy Cop"

Well Mr. Citizen, I guess you have me figured out. I seem to fit neatly into the category you place 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 am the bogeyman, and then you're shocked when they identify me with my traditional enemy, the criminal. You accuse me of coddling juveniles, until I catch your kid doing something. You may take an hour for lunch, and have 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 meals at noon with your troubles. You raise hell about 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 never got a single ticket you deserved. You shout "foul" if you observe me driving fast enroute to an emergency call, but literally raise hell if I take more than ten seconds responding to your call!!!

You call it "part of the 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 badly 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 anyone else, but you expect me to stand and take it without batting an eye.

You cry, "Something has to be done about all the crime!" but you can't be bothered with getting involved.

You've got no use for me at all, but, of course, it's OK if I change a tire for your wife, or deliver your baby in the back seat of my patrol car on the way to the hospital, or save your son's life with mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, or work many hours over-time to find your lost daughter.

So Mr. Citizen, you stand there on your soapbox and rant and rave about the way I do my job, calling me every name in the book, but never stop a minute to think that your property, your family, or maybe your life might depend on one thing, ME, or one if my buddies.

"YES ME THE LOUSY COP"

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I want to thank the webmaster for posting this article. I am going to take my turn to say something. I have read from my peers both good and bad on these pages and respect their right to use this forum. I am a sheep dog. I chose to be one. I am proud of the fact that my family and friends sleep while I work. I wasn't asked to do this. I wasn't recruited to do this. I chose. I am not a "company man". I freely voice my disagreements. I am the police officer that has stopped the person for speeding and tailgating me who then says "why aren't you out catching rapists and robbers?" I am paid to do a job. It's not for glory. It's not for riches. It's not for thanks that I do this. For lack of a better word it was my calling. I am paid to protect the citizens of my community, to enforce the laws and to prevent crime. I am by no means saying that I am super cop. I believe in the simplist of things, showing up and doing your job. It's not something people seem to understand. I am not fillig a quota when I stop you. You did something wrong. If you were arrested you broke the law. I know of many that I consider better officers than me. The things that they do on and off the job for not credit are simpley amazing. They don't ask for anything. They, like me, just want to do our jobs. I chose to serve the public. Sometimes that means I have to arrest someone. Sometimes it means that I have to stand in your house when a family member has killed themselves. Sometimes it means that I have to look into the eyes of someone who has raped and killed a child and talk to them doing the best I can do to get a confession so this person will spend as much time in prison as possible. I work with the finest people. They stand in the rain, chase criminals through the darkness, work long hours for less than they deserve. This is not a plea for more money. We chose to work in this career. We ask for fair treatment. I want to thank the members of the public who look at me and say thanks. I must be honest and say it suprises me. I have spent so much time dealing with the smallest portion of society that causes the most harm that I forget what I am here for. I don't expect everyone to agree with me. This is just my taking a moment and giving my opinion. Thanks for your attention.