My lad and his mates went out on the town. They are not 'bad lads' ..... they just get piddled up and have fun. They don't fight .... only with each other ...... and generally come home in the early hours, waking me up with a few tales to tell. And we laugh.
My lad, however, was taken round the back of a supermarket in Nantwich last Saturday night by two coppers who told him in no uncertain terms that they were going to knock seven shades of shit out of him. For no apparent reason other than he was a pissed-up teenager.
Yes, he was pissed, no, he doesn't cause grief when he is out. These coppers wanted him to respond aggressively, which he didn't.
The conversation went something like 'You're a pissed up teenager. We can knock shite out of you and who would the authorities believe? Coppers or a pissed up youth?'
Wrong choice, chaps!!
Jayne xx
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Shrek The Royal
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I fu@king hate Police , this is not an isolated incident, they are lying scumbags,I bare a lot of ill feeling to them as i have had first hand experience with the Arseholes.I know people that have gone to court thinking they were reading the wrong court case out because the evidence and facts had changed that much!I also know lads that have been beaten by Police in the cells but the view of the court is "Nice Police men why would they lie" I have seen them create situations that would have just naturally dissapaited, however because of their intervention and attitude to people situations have blown up out of all proportion.
That said the only job i would leave the Corps for is the Police (or PlayBoy make up Artist), just so i can get round the bent Fu@kers and try and get some real scum of the street.
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tafmad
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flighty
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I work in a certain highstreet outdoor shop where we sell Magnum Hi-tec, Patrol boots. Once 2 young police officers came in and asked if we sold said boot, i said yes and we had a bit of a conversation, about ten mins into it one of them admitted, straightfaced and unashamed, that the only reason he became a copper was so he could beat people up and get away with it. It seemed to me like he was bullied at school..........fancy telling me that, and they wonder why no-one repects them anymore. And they asked for discount! Barstewards!
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flighty
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No problem, you've got to chase that one up, it really gets my goat 'cos they think they can get away with doing what they like, they forget that they're here to serve the community, not harrass it.
Me and my mates are always getting hassel from them, just for being drunk and young (well 21), we've never caused any trouble, Bournemouth seems to be full of coppers with chips on there shoulders.
Rant over, sorry.
Andy
Me and my mates are always getting hassel from them, just for being drunk and young (well 21), we've never caused any trouble, Bournemouth seems to be full of coppers with chips on there shoulders.
Rant over, sorry.
Andy
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flighty
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I will definitely follow it up.
Aside from my daytime job I have been a Borough Councillor for 16 years and, thus, have contacts with the Police hierarchy. I hate name-dropping and the 'Do you know who I am' phenomenon because I firmly believe everyone deserves the same treatment and respect regardless of who they are.
Unfortunately, a letter with a Council letterhead makes folk jump quite high. Higher than a 'Yours, Joe Public' one.
Jayne x
Aside from my daytime job I have been a Borough Councillor for 16 years and, thus, have contacts with the Police hierarchy. I hate name-dropping and the 'Do you know who I am' phenomenon because I firmly believe everyone deserves the same treatment and respect regardless of who they are.
Unfortunately, a letter with a Council letterhead makes folk jump quite high. Higher than a 'Yours, Joe Public' one.
Jayne x
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Frank S.
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This sums up my feelings on this, at least well enough:
http://www.sptimes.com/News/071101/Colu ... ten_.shtml
Heroism's face often turns ugly for police
By HOWARD TROXLER
The amazing thing is that this guy, a kid's uncle, wrestles a 7-foot bull shark to the shore last Friday up in the Panhandle, a 200-pound shark that has just torn off his nephew's arm, throwing that giant slap-thrashing fish up onto the sand so that a park ranger can shoot it in the head, and they prop open the mouth with a police baton and reach in and pull out the kid's arm so it can be reattached. Oh, man.
Then, the uncle and his wife are tying off the kid's limbs with beach towels as tourniquets -- beach towels! -- and administering CPR. And the uncle calls 911 and talks to the dispatcher to make sure help is on the way. And the dispatcher says, "Everybody is on the way, okay?" And the uncle finishes the call by telling the dispatcher, "Okay, thank you." See, he remembers to say thank you.
Two weeks ago, a woman is swimming at a lake in Pasco County, and suddenly she gets jerked under the water, one second she's there and the next she's not, just like, as her husband put it, "one of the scenes out of Jaws." So this is what he does, he starts fighting it and kicking it, whatever that thing is in the water, which turns out to be a 9-foot, 8-inch, 350-pound alligator, until it lets his wife go. This was an entirely impressive feat, not diminished even by the fact that they later called a news conference to say they were trying to find somebody to sue.
Two weeks before that, a guy's car gets hit on the Howard Frankland Bridge, plunges over the side, and the guy is thrown out of his car and is floating away in Tampa Bay. So this car with two teenage lifeguards pulls up and they see his body floating away and they talk about jumping in.
A woman comes running up with a little pink kiddie-toy inner tube. One of the lifeguards takes it without any hesitation and jumps off the bridge into Tampa Bay. He can't see because the water is rough and it's dark and so he relies on shouts from the bridge above for direction to the victim's body. The victim turns out to be dead, but the kid cradles him for the next 45 minutes, at first alone and then with a police diver.
On Tuesday they buried a Tampa police officer named Lois Marrero. She was shot and killed while she was chasing a pair of bank robbers. The guy shot her in a parking lot and she didn't stand a chance, as if in an ambush -- if not planned then that's the way it worked out. She didn't get to draw; they took her gun as she lay on the ground.
Can we say from these stories what heroism is? The shark-wrestling uncle surely is a hero. So is the alligator-fighting husband, the bridge-jumping lifeguard. So was the guy from Jacksonville who gave his life last weekend trying to save a kid from a riptide. The rest of us hear about these people with awe and ask ourselves silently: Given the same split-second, would I do the same? Could I?
Here is one difference, though. Nobody wakes up in the morning saying, "Today I might have to wrestle a bull shark, or save my beloved from an alligator, or jump off a bridge." But every police officer, every day, goes to work knowing what might be.
The fact that police take on this risk does not mean that they catch any special breaks, either, and this is not to say they should. Their decisions are second-guessed. Their powers are constantly debated, as they should be. The police know these hard political facts very well. Do you know what would have happened had Lois Marrero shot and killed the bad guy, instead of the other tragic way around? Today she would be suspended, getting questioned. Maybe, as often happens, some citizen would be claiming that he saw it all and that she used too much force.
That's how the world works for police officers. It does not seem too maudlin, or too worshipful, to say to each of them this morning, thank you.
http://www.sptimes.com/News/071101/Colu ... ten_.shtml
Heroism's face often turns ugly for police
By HOWARD TROXLER
The amazing thing is that this guy, a kid's uncle, wrestles a 7-foot bull shark to the shore last Friday up in the Panhandle, a 200-pound shark that has just torn off his nephew's arm, throwing that giant slap-thrashing fish up onto the sand so that a park ranger can shoot it in the head, and they prop open the mouth with a police baton and reach in and pull out the kid's arm so it can be reattached. Oh, man.
Then, the uncle and his wife are tying off the kid's limbs with beach towels as tourniquets -- beach towels! -- and administering CPR. And the uncle calls 911 and talks to the dispatcher to make sure help is on the way. And the dispatcher says, "Everybody is on the way, okay?" And the uncle finishes the call by telling the dispatcher, "Okay, thank you." See, he remembers to say thank you.
Two weeks ago, a woman is swimming at a lake in Pasco County, and suddenly she gets jerked under the water, one second she's there and the next she's not, just like, as her husband put it, "one of the scenes out of Jaws." So this is what he does, he starts fighting it and kicking it, whatever that thing is in the water, which turns out to be a 9-foot, 8-inch, 350-pound alligator, until it lets his wife go. This was an entirely impressive feat, not diminished even by the fact that they later called a news conference to say they were trying to find somebody to sue.
Two weeks before that, a guy's car gets hit on the Howard Frankland Bridge, plunges over the side, and the guy is thrown out of his car and is floating away in Tampa Bay. So this car with two teenage lifeguards pulls up and they see his body floating away and they talk about jumping in.
A woman comes running up with a little pink kiddie-toy inner tube. One of the lifeguards takes it without any hesitation and jumps off the bridge into Tampa Bay. He can't see because the water is rough and it's dark and so he relies on shouts from the bridge above for direction to the victim's body. The victim turns out to be dead, but the kid cradles him for the next 45 minutes, at first alone and then with a police diver.
On Tuesday they buried a Tampa police officer named Lois Marrero. She was shot and killed while she was chasing a pair of bank robbers. The guy shot her in a parking lot and she didn't stand a chance, as if in an ambush -- if not planned then that's the way it worked out. She didn't get to draw; they took her gun as she lay on the ground.
Can we say from these stories what heroism is? The shark-wrestling uncle surely is a hero. So is the alligator-fighting husband, the bridge-jumping lifeguard. So was the guy from Jacksonville who gave his life last weekend trying to save a kid from a riptide. The rest of us hear about these people with awe and ask ourselves silently: Given the same split-second, would I do the same? Could I?
Here is one difference, though. Nobody wakes up in the morning saying, "Today I might have to wrestle a bull shark, or save my beloved from an alligator, or jump off a bridge." But every police officer, every day, goes to work knowing what might be.
The fact that police take on this risk does not mean that they catch any special breaks, either, and this is not to say they should. Their decisions are second-guessed. Their powers are constantly debated, as they should be. The police know these hard political facts very well. Do you know what would have happened had Lois Marrero shot and killed the bad guy, instead of the other tragic way around? Today she would be suspended, getting questioned. Maybe, as often happens, some citizen would be claiming that he saw it all and that she used too much force.
That's how the world works for police officers. It does not seem too maudlin, or too worshipful, to say to each of them this morning, thank you.
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Artist
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Most Coppers I know are not too bad really.
Mind you most of the ones I know are ex service and that tends to show with their general attitude towards the public. Jaynes sons run in however I found a not uncommen event. A lot of the coppers with this attitude seem to be the younger ones. Older coppers don't like them anymore than the rest of us.
In my younger days (and Older days to be honest) I had the odd run in with the Devon and Cornwall Constabulary. The Dorset lot and the Hampshire mob. In most cases they just took it as the norm for Bootnecks to act daft. I did spend the odd night in Cells mind normally due to my stupidity revolving around to much Ale, and once cos I pissed on an off duty coppers nice new car in a Pub Carpark.
But never was I threatened with a kicking like Jaynes son was. I just hope that these two buggers are sorted out ASAP by the run of the mill Ordinary Coppers.
Artist
Mind you most of the ones I know are ex service and that tends to show with their general attitude towards the public. Jaynes sons run in however I found a not uncommen event. A lot of the coppers with this attitude seem to be the younger ones. Older coppers don't like them anymore than the rest of us.
In my younger days (and Older days to be honest) I had the odd run in with the Devon and Cornwall Constabulary. The Dorset lot and the Hampshire mob. In most cases they just took it as the norm for Bootnecks to act daft. I did spend the odd night in Cells mind normally due to my stupidity revolving around to much Ale, and once cos I pissed on an off duty coppers nice new car in a Pub Carpark.
But never was I threatened with a kicking like Jaynes son was. I just hope that these two buggers are sorted out ASAP by the run of the mill Ordinary Coppers.
Artist
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flighty
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Frank, I have had trouble understanding your post. I am guessing that you are pissed off that coppers get a bad press thanks to 'bad apples.'
My Lad and his mates are very well known around town. They get ripped and have a laugh. They do not cause bother.
Very rarely I get thanks from kids and parents for doing the job that I do. But when it happens it makes it all worthwhile.
Police and teachers are trusted to deal with people in a civilised manner.
If I, as a teacher, threatened to knock seven shades of shit out of one of my pupils I would be suspended forthwith and then sacked! End of!
What is the difference?
Jayne
My Lad and his mates are very well known around town. They get ripped and have a laugh. They do not cause bother.
Very rarely I get thanks from kids and parents for doing the job that I do. But when it happens it makes it all worthwhile.
Police and teachers are trusted to deal with people in a civilised manner.
If I, as a teacher, threatened to knock seven shades of shit out of one of my pupils I would be suspended forthwith and then sacked! End of!
What is the difference?
Jayne
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Doc
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Frank S.
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Pissed off? Why? First off, it's not like I haven't had crap experiences with police. I think a lot of people have for certain. Should their bad apples be sorted out, you bet! Just like bad priests, soldiers, teachers, etc., etc.flighty wrote:Frank, I have had trouble understanding your post. I am guessing that you are pissed off that coppers get a bad press thanks to 'bad apples.'
At the end of the day, though, I know this: even a crap copper in some circumstances will get killed doing his job. Then in death he/she might be touted as a hero... But in that same set of circumstances which got him/her killed, that cop's action may save someone else's life.
I really have no issue with the posts above. I really do not. I just think that on the whole, people are no good. Doesn't matter what they do for a living. But being a cop doesn't just give you power over others it also does make you a target.
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Wholley
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Doc wrote: they do infact get it through their wage packet.
Ask any Rookie about the above.
At least in my Dept.
$25,000 per annum.
To patrol alone with little chance of back-up within forty minutes.
I know I'm biased but with more and more experienced Officers retiring the patrol onus is increasingly on young men and women who are scared shitless answering a domestic violence call to a trailer on a dirt road in Butt f@#k North Carolina with no utility lighting at 0400.
Knowing full well that the redneck sob beating on his wife is tanked on moonshine and has at least five guns and enough ammunition to supply a battalion.
I understand entirely the different problems the British Police face from those of us here.
They do their job under increasingly difficult circumstances.
Those people have my upmost respect.
(Yus,Even you Neil)
If you hate cops, you hate cops. I've been around long enough to know the deal. I'm not even going to try to change anyone's mind. 
It's true that some cops tend to place people in one of three categories though: suspicious people, know nothings, and assholes.
It's also true that many citizens tend to place cops, and their fellow citizens, in one of three categories. Oddly enough, it's often the same three categories!
Citizens usually want one thing from their police. Asshole control! They might not think of it in exactly those terms, but that's really what people expect from their police. The problem is that your average citizen usually always sees someone else as being the asshole! Couldn't be themselves!
Who? Me? 
Most cops I know did not become cops in order to have some weight to throw around. When they started they truly disapproved of "badge heavy" contemporaries, however; most cops who are not habitually badge heavy will have their badge heavy moments from time to time. I've found myself in this category before.
What happenes to make an otherwise good person, husbands, fathers, loose patience with "Joe Public?"
Makes you wonder if it doesn't have something to do with the "who's the asshole?" preception. Perhaps an honest look in the mirror is in order for all.
It's true that some cops tend to place people in one of three categories though: suspicious people, know nothings, and assholes.
It's also true that many citizens tend to place cops, and their fellow citizens, in one of three categories. Oddly enough, it's often the same three categories!
Citizens usually want one thing from their police. Asshole control! They might not think of it in exactly those terms, but that's really what people expect from their police. The problem is that your average citizen usually always sees someone else as being the asshole! Couldn't be themselves!
Who? Me? Most cops I know did not become cops in order to have some weight to throw around. When they started they truly disapproved of "badge heavy" contemporaries, however; most cops who are not habitually badge heavy will have their badge heavy moments from time to time. I've found myself in this category before.
What happenes to make an otherwise good person, husbands, fathers, loose patience with "Joe Public?"
Makes you wonder if it doesn't have something to do with the "who's the asshole?" preception. Perhaps an honest look in the mirror is in order for all.
