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Why Cops are Pricks ·

 

Anyone ever wonder why cops are such 'pricks'? Every crappy,

rotten, horrible, scary situation that exists in life, cops deal

with it. Repeatedly. Every friggen' day. Your 'worst day ever' is

just another tour. Car accident, homicide, rape, robbery, baby mama

drama, baby daddy drama, family dispute over who gets the last pork

chop that winds up with a dinner guest sporting a steak knife in

the chest, a kid that goes missing or runs away, a Dad who gets

tanked up and uses Mom as a speed bag, a drug overdose, hostage

situations...every despicable thing that one human being can do to

another is what the police are immersed in every day.

 

Just this week, police in Newburgh, NY were at the scene where a

wonderful upstanding citizen was holding others hostage. Earlier

this year, this young man's brother charged the police with a knife

(it was the last thing he did on this earth...) and the present

hostage situation put the lives of 2 people in peril as the

perpetrator ranted and raved. The police charged him and subdued

him. What does his family do? Why, they charge the police of

course! Listen, one family member was a savage who tried to kill

the police and just a few months later his little brother is

threatening the lives of others while he holds them hostage. Just

after minimizing the threat from this psycho, they have to hold off

his family who tried to rush the police. Just a little note, when

your 'emotionally disturbed' family member is off his/her meds and

is a danger to himself or to society and the police have to be

called to the scene, try to remember they are the POLICE. If you

wanted a social worker or a psychologist, you should have dialed

one directly.

 

This past month, a young NYPD officer gained some notoriety when he

bought a pair of boots for what appeared to be a homeless man down

on his luck on the streets of Manhattan. It was a selfless gesture

and the story went nationwide. It was an opportunity to see the

police in a kinder, softer light and quite a human interest story.

Of course the media wanted to know all about the recipient of the

benevolence - who was he? What was his 'story'? Well, it was

learned that Mr. Hillman was not (and is not) homeless. He has a

nice apartment in the Bronx, he receives Social Security and

Veteran's benefits and has a loving supportive family in

Pennsylvania. When asked what he did with the boots, he claimed

that he hid them because he didn't want to be robbed and that they

were valuable (bullcheeze - he sold them). Mr. Hillman also claimed

that he intends to sue the photographer because he didn't give

permission for his picture to be taken and he wants a 'piece of the

pie' . So Mr. Hillman is a straight up 'playa', yo. Officer DePrimo

said that he was going to keep the receipt in his bulletproof vest

as a reminder that no matter how hard a day he was having, he would

know that someone else is having a harder time and that he would

always be grateful. Officer DePrimo did an honorable thing, but the

death of his innocence and naivte has begun and in it's place,

cynicism and disdain may have begun its germination.

 

 

Stuff like this happens all the time. You call, they come. When

they come, it is likely that someone will be leaving in handcuffs.

You cannot call the police to a violent situation and expect that

in the end, everyone's tears will be dried, hot chocolate and

cookies will be handed out to be enjoyed by all and "Kumbaya" will

be heard in the background. They are law enforcement officers. They

enforce the law. You do not get to determine how they execute their

duties. If you could have handled the bag of sheeze you called them

about, you would have. You couldn't, so just shut the hell up and

deal with the fact that your husband/wife/brother/sister/baby

mama/baby daddy/child/BFF could very well be spending time as a

guest of the municipality who came to answer your call for help.

Cops hang out with other cops. They get each other; they don’t have

to explain themselves.

 

They laugh at things other people think inappropriate. Their humor

is dark, but they love to laugh. They work second jobs and they are

Boy Scout Leaders, lacrosse, football, soccer, hockey and baseball

coaches. The divorce rate in the United States is over 50%, for

cops it is significantly higher, and with good reason. They spend

twenty –plus years being tired and grumpy from the commute, the

crazy hours, the job and pain in the butt bosses. When they walk in

the door and the kids yell, “Daddy!” (or, “Mommy!”) they ‘re ready

with a big hug, a smile and a “What’s up guys?” How, you ask, do I

know these things? I have spent twenty seven years being married to

one of them. He is one of those big-mouthed tough guys who know

everything.

 

He trusts no one. He has an amazing memory and eye for detail

that is astounding. Anyone who has ever worked with him will tell

you he is probably a little crazy, but that he is the best cop they

ever worked with.

 

For twenty years, I watched him walk out the door and I always

prayed that he would come back. There were some really close calls,

but he always made it home. I have never taken that for granted, I

know too well the ache and emptiness in the eyes of the survivors

of the badge. For twenty years, I lent my husband to New York City

to patrol the streets and to keep the wolves at bay so that the

people of that city could live under the blanket of security and

safety that his existence provided; all the while knowing that the

very citizens he protected resented his presence. In 2010, our son

took the oath of office and wears the shield his father wore before

him. Again, I wait each night until I hear the key in the door

before I fall into a deep sleep.

 

Cops are pricks. It's what keeps them alive and whole, because if

they let all the crap they deal with actually sink in, it would

destroy their souls. So they will deal with the things you don't

want to believe really happens. They will be physically and

emotionally bruised, battered and bloodied. And at the end of each

tour when they take off the uniform and close their locker they say

a brief prayer of thanks for making it through the day safely.

There is one thing that a cop wants every day when he or she goes

into work – just one thing. At the end of tour, they want to go

home. That’s it, just to make it home where things are normal,

boring and safe. When all is said and done, that really is their

job - to make it through the day and arrive home safe and sound.

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This is all too true!!!!

 

 

 

 

 

Why Cops are Pricks ·

 

Anyone ever wonder why cops are such 'pricks'? Every crappy,

rotten, horrible, scary situation that exists in life, cops deal

with it. Repeatedly. Every friggen' day. Your 'worst day ever' is

just another tour. Car accident, homicide, rape, robbery, baby mama

drama, baby daddy drama, family dispute over who gets the last pork

chop that winds up with a dinner guest sporting a steak knife in

the chest, a kid that goes missing or runs away, a Dad who gets

tanked up and uses Mom as a speed bag, a drug overdose, hostage

situations...every despicable thing that one human being can do to

another is what the police are immersed in every day.

 

Just this week, police in Newburgh, NY were at the scene where a

wonderful upstanding citizen was holding others hostage. Earlier

this year, this young man's brother charged the police with a knife

(it was the last thing he did on this earth...) and the present

hostage situation put the lives of 2 people in peril as the

perpetrator ranted and raved. The police charged him and subdued

him. What does his family do? Why, they charge the police of

course! Listen, one family member was a savage who tried to kill

the police and just a few months later his little brother is

threatening the lives of others while he holds them hostage. Just

after minimizing the threat from this psycho, they have to hold off

his family who tried to rush the police. Just a little note, when

your 'emotionally disturbed' family member is off his/her meds and

is a danger to himself or to society and the police have to be

called to the scene, try to remember they are the POLICE. If you

wanted a social worker or a psychologist, you should have dialed

one directly.

 

This past month, a young NYPD officer gained some notoriety when he

bought a pair of boots for what appeared to be a homeless man down

on his luck on the streets of Manhattan. It was a selfless gesture

and the story went nationwide. It was an opportunity to see the

police in a kinder, softer light and quite a human interest story.

Of course the media wanted to know all about the recipient of the

benevolence - who was he? What was his 'story'? Well, it was

learned that Mr. Hillman was not (and is not) homeless. He has a

nice apartment in the Bronx, he receives Social Security and

Veteran's benefits and has a loving supportive family in

Pennsylvania. When asked what he did with the boots, he claimed

that he hid them because he didn't want to be robbed and that they

were valuable (bullcheeze - he sold them). Mr. Hillman also claimed

that he intends to sue the photographer because he didn't give

permission for his picture to be taken and he wants a 'piece of the

pie' . So Mr. Hillman is a straight up 'playa', yo. Officer DePrimo

said that he was going to keep the receipt in his bulletproof vest

as a reminder that no matter how hard a day he was having, he would

know that someone else is having a harder time and that he would

always be grateful. Officer DePrimo did an honorable thing, but the

death of his innocence and naivte has begun and in it's place,

cynicism and disdain may have begun its germination.

 

 

Stuff like this happens all the time. You call, they come. When

they come, it is likely that someone will be leaving in handcuffs.

You cannot call the police to a violent situation and expect that

in the end, everyone's tears will be dried, hot chocolate and

cookies will be handed out to be enjoyed by all and "Kumbaya" will

be heard in the background. They are law enforcement officers. They

enforce the law. You do not get to determine how they execute their

duties. If you could have handled the bag of sheeze you called them

about, you would have. You couldn't, so just shut the hell up and

deal with the fact that your husband/wife/brother/sister/baby

mama/baby daddy/child/BFF could very well be spending time as a

guest of the municipality who came to answer your call for help.

Cops hang out with other cops. They get each other; they don't have

to explain themselves.

 

They laugh at things other people think inappropriate. Their humor

is dark, but they love to laugh. They work second jobs and they are

Boy Scout Leaders, lacrosse, football, soccer, hockey and baseball

coaches. The divorce rate in the United States is over 50%, for

cops it is significantly higher, and with good reason. They spend

twenty –plus years being tired and grumpy from the commute, the

crazy hours, the job and pain in the butt bosses. When they walk in

the door and the kids yell, "Daddy!" (or, "Mommy!") they 're ready

with a big hug, a smile and a "What's up guys?" How, you ask, do I

know these things? I have spent twenty seven years being married to

one of them. He is one of those big-mouthed tough guys who know

everything.

 

He trusts no one. He has an amazing memory and eye for detail

that is astounding. Anyone who has ever worked with him will tell

you he is probably a little crazy, but that he is the best cop they

ever worked with.

 

For twenty years, I watched him walk out the door and I always

prayed that he would come back. There were some really close calls,

but he always made it home. I have never taken that for granted, I

know too well the ache and emptiness in the eyes of the survivors

of the badge. For twenty years, I lent my husband to New York City

to patrol the streets and to keep the wolves at bay so that the

people of that city could live under the blanket of security and

safety that his existence provided; all the while knowing that the

very citizens he protected resented his presence. In 2010, our son

took the oath of office and wears the shield his father wore before

him. Again, I wait each night until I hear the key in the door

before I fall into a deep sleep.

 

Cops are pricks. It's what keeps them alive and whole, because if

they let all the crap they deal with actually sink in, it would

destroy their souls. So they will deal with the things you don't

want to believe really happens. They will be physically and

emotionally bruised, battered and bloodied. And at the end of each

tour when they take off the uniform and close their locker they say

a brief prayer of thanks for making it through the day safely.

There is one thing that a cop wants every day when he or she goes

into work – just one thing. At the end of tour, they want to go

home. That's it, just to make it home where things are normal,

boring and safe. When all is said and done, that really is their

job - to make it through the day and arrive home safe and sound.

 

 

 

I thought their job was to protect and serve. They chose their job, deal with it . Don't take it out on the people they are sworn to protect. I can't believe a cop has

 

any right to be a "prick" to anyone. I thought they were trained better. This attitude is needs an annual physiological and anger management evaluation before

 

more people become victims of the few cops that can't deal with the stress of their job. Some may need a desk job, instead of being angry pricks just doing

 

their jobs. There is no excuse to take their problems out on the public. I understand the have to have certain attitudes to do their jobs, however, being a prick

 

doesn't excuse unprofessional behavior. Nor does my having a bad day excuse me from taking my anger/stress out on anyone.

 

I also want every officer to come home safe and sound to a stress free home after his or her shift.I also don't believe all cops are "pricks", I guess I give them more credit.

 

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Just my opinion but most cops are pricks because they chose the only career in which the lack of a good education placed them in an authoritative position and they probably hate the fact that a major bust or gunfight not withstanding they will probably never be more than a patrolman or a senior jail officer. We all have to deal with the same people a cop has to. And for the people misreading this I like cops they have their place and are no more special of a person than a Wal-Mart greeter or the person who puts air in your tires.

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Cops aren't "pricks" though they are perceived to be. They are people that have to make tough decisions that people don't like. They are only in your life at the worst possible time. I was a firefighter and was routinely called a bitch because I was no-nonsense and straightforward. I'm sorry - when I come to your house to get you vomitting on me or because your house is on fire at 3am - I'm probably not the most pleasant friendly person in the world.

 

They also have to be extremely objective and detail oriented. They have to be constantly evaluating the scene and remembering every little detail - why - because some attorney might need them or require them to remember it.

 

Cut cops some slack. They have the worst customer service job in the world.

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Just my opinion but most cops are pricks because they chose the only career in which the lack of a good education placed them in an authoritative position and they probably hate the fact that a major bust or gunfight not withstanding they will probably never be more than a patrolman or a senior jail officer. We all have to deal with the same people a cop has to. And for the people misreading this I like cops they have their place and are no more special of a person than a Wal-Mart greeter or the person who puts air in your tires.

 

My dad was a cop (retired) with a college degree and I noticed you said most well all the cops that I know have a college degree

 

I think the cops of my dads generation are less pricks than these 20 year old punks that are out there getting off on the authority they have but that's my opinion

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Just my opinion but most cops are pricks because they chose the only career in which the lack of a good education placed them in an authoritative position and they probably hate the fact that a major bust or gunfight not withstanding they will probably never be more than a patrolman or a senior jail officer. We all have to deal with the same people a cop has to. And for the people misreading this I like cops they have their place and are no more special of a person than a Wal-Mart greeter or the person who puts air in your tires.

SERIOUSLY? Then call a Wal mart greeter, which are now non existent, or a tire tech the next time you may need a cop.

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Cops aren't "pricks" though they are perceived to be. They are people that have to make tough decisions that people don't like.

 

Most people don't have the slightest clue when it comes to the how and why as it pertains to the the daily life of a law enforcement officer. I don't fault the general public because I don't expect the them to have the same life experiences as a LEO. It does not take long for the job to open your eyes to the real world that is out there hiding away in the shadows. It comes as a shock to many recruits and that daily grind is too much, basically 1/2 of every academy class will be out of the profession in 5 years.

 

LEO's find themselves immersed in a side of society that most people don't think exists or that is normally hidden away behind closed doors. Some interpret the persona projected by officers as being a 'jerk' or 'prick' when it is really just a by-product of a job that requires them to be prepared for anything. When it hits the fan you better be ready to act, if not you will create another problem instead of the solution society expects.

 

Civilian law enforcement work is in a category of its own. Officers are routinely called on to make split second decisions that lawyers will dissect for months or even years from the safety of the courtroom. They are constantly asked to fix situations that were years in the making The reality of the job keeps you constantly on edge because that is what is required for survival. That heightened awareness is what many seem to interpret wrongly and take issue with. The famous quote "be polite, be professional, but have a plan to kill everyone you meet" is spot on.

 

Of course you can disregard all this and just assume all LEO are power hungry pricks who were unable to get another job due to their poor education.

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Just to be clear...........I was sent his 'writing' by a cop friend of mine (who by the way is a college graduate and a 24 year veteran of the Marine corp) who appreciated the fact that this reporter was trying to explain why law enforcement is often perceived the way that they are, as 'pricks'. I don't look at LE as 'pricks'. There isn't enough money on the planet for me to do that thankless job. I can only imagine that it doesn't take long to become jaded by what you see over and over and over. I think that you have to create an attitude just to do the job effectively.

 

I've met 'pricks' in just about every profession that there is and I've had contact with LE who have had attitudes. But he!!, if I did their job everyday, I'd probably have an attitude as well.

 

I know they chose their profession, blah, blah, blah..........but we should all be thankful that somebody did or who would we call when we needed help?

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Just to be clear...........I was sent his 'writing' by a cop friend of mine (who by the way is a college graduate and a 24 year veteran of the Marine corp) who appreciated the fact that this reporter was trying to explain why law enforcement is often perceived the way that they are, as 'pricks'. I don't look at LE as 'pricks'. There isn't enough money on the planet for me to do that thankless job. I can only imagine that it doesn't take long to become jaded by what you see over and over and over. I think that you have to create an attitude just to do the job effectively.

 

I've met 'pricks' in just about every profession that there is and I've had contact with LE who have had attitudes. But he!!, if I did their job everyday, I'd probably have an attitude as well.

 

I know they chose their profession, blah, blah, blah..........but we should all be thankful that somebody did or who would we call when we needed help?

 

Very well said and I agree with each and every word. :good:

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My best friend was well educated. She was to be a English teacher.

She took the calling of becoming a deputy.

She loved her job, but hated some parts of it.

She died from the abuse she received from quite a few of the people she was there to help.

She died way too soon, but she loved her job.

RIP Alina.

 

 

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