I feel it necessary to remind everyone what a policeman is and echoed years ago by Paul Harvey, legendary newscaster. A policeman is a mingling of saint and sinner, and yet less than one-half of 1 percent are a misfit in uniform. This statistic is a better average than clergymen. A policeman enforces the law, directs traffic and prevents crime, handles bomb threats and drug busts. He visits schools and talks with students. He makes sound choices that benefit the community.
A policeman has to make instant decisions, which would take months for an attorney. He has to be pleasant, and if he is, he is a flirt; and if he is not, he is a grouch. Careless, he is a bum. He has to be first at an accident, sort out all the confusion, provide first aid, stop the bleeding, start the breathing, and still called a pig, or worse, by many behind his back. He has to run files, write reports, appear in court to support or build his case. He has to confront, whip or contain men twice his size and half his age. He has to work changing shifts, including night, weekends and holidays.
If he hits you, he is a bully. If you hit him, he is a coward. He must be a minister, social worker, diplomat, tough guy and gentleman, and at the same time a genius to support a family on a policeman’s salary. Citizens out of control, wake up. You could never shine the shoes of any of our finest protecting our community.