In Praise Of Cops

[BrianSoddingBoru4]

Use this thread for recent stories about police/public encounters that went well. No one get shot, no one gets profiled, no one gets neck-kneed, no one goes to jail.

Cops Offer Compassion To Man In Crisis

Boru

[Foxaèr]

The physically fit male cops look really good in their uniforms.

[Brian37]

I went to the University of Tampa for a semester. Prior to moving into the dorm, I stayed off campus at a friend's apartment. I took the bus to go do something, but on the way back, I got on the wrong bus and got dropped off miles away from where I was supposed to be. I was completely lost. I was scared shitless, not knowing where I was. I spotted a police car, and told him I was from out of town, and didn't know where I was. He gave me a ride back to the apartment.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

During the Texas Tower sniper rampage police and fire risked their lives to save wounded civilians. They eventually borrowed armored cars from Wells Fargo because they weren't "militarized"* at this time.


*Whatever the fuck that means.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

I went to the University of Tampa for a semester. Prior to moving into the dorm, I stayed off campus at a friend's apartment. I took the bus to go do something, but on the way back, I got on the wrong bus and got dropped off miles away from where I was supposed to be. I was completely lost. I was scared shitless, not knowing where I was. I spotted a police car, and told him I was from out of town, and didn't know where I was. He gave me a ride back to the apartment.

Sorry I wasn't available to pilot you back to base.

[Duty]

Taken from facebook:

It seems like the police are being talked down a lot in the media at the moment and so, largely because of recent events in MY life, conscience dictates I need post the following in defence of the police (and a dramatic true story to that effect).

Last month I suffered a paralysing seizure due to a blood-clot and bleed on the brain (caused by a historic COVID infection). It happened while I was home alone and on the phone to 111 reporting paralysis of the left hand side of my body. The seizure struck and I passed out, biting my tongue severely, then in a half conscious stupor after an indeterminate amount of time attempted to answer the front door to the paramedics, but could not, falling again and cracking my head open (blood everywhere). The best I could manage was pressing a bloody hand to the front window to show I was there, which one of the paramedics subsequently described, humorously enough, as looking like “something out of Friday 13th.” I then passed out again. Next thing I know I'm being lifted to a sitting position in my front room by paramedics, regaining consciousness.

The police had somehow managed to put the (heavy/sturdy) front door through to gain entry, smashing it clean off the hinges (it was double locked) with some kind of almighty force. The officers then gathered all my stuff together for me to take to hospital, even looking through unopened bin bags of clothes, on my instruction, to find a jacket that wasn't covered in blood. They were nothing but polite, kind and sympathetic toward me. They assured me they'd take care of securing the property in my absence (I was in hospital for 3 days), which of course they did, perfectly, and I never even received a bill from the third party company who did that work. I would describe the police's actions as heroic or even lifesaving if not frankly (and I'm a staunch atheist) angelic (from my perspective).

The police operate at the spiky end of business and mistakes are sometimes made: emotive, ghastly, tragic and gruesome mistakes, due to the nature of the job. The intent to do harm is very rare however I judge: a few bad apples or a few bad days, that kind of noise, and virtually all police go into the force out of a desire to do good. I might add that I've been arrested and detained on several occasions due to various minor offences over the years but hold the police no grudge on that account. I'm on comprehensive meds and on the mend so no worries there. Peace, H.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

I swung a door breacher once or twice back in the day. It was usually an OE (Opposed Entry) with heat waiting for us on the other side. Always fun.

[Angrboda]

I swung my booty at a door to breach a nightclub once.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

I swung my booty at a door to breach a nightclub once.

I had a 6'6" 305 pound striker (worker) for that kind of thing. My tukus is precious.

[Angrboda]

I swung my booty at a door to breach a nightclub once.

I had a 6'6" 305 pound striker (worker) for that kind of thing. My tukus is precious.

Different kind of swinging, specifically because my booty is precious.