WELL DON'T WORRY YOU AREN'T IN THEM YET YOU LIVE IN KYI think I've gotten too old for modern times.
WELL DON'T WORRY YOU AREN'T IN THEM YET YOU LIVE IN KYI think I've gotten too old for modern times.
You'd be surprised. Schools here no longer have textbooks, doctor appointments are all virtual if not life threatening, and I couldn't tell you how many times I've been flown to Japan for seminars, training and updates on my company's procedures.WELL DON'T WORRY YOU AREN'T IN THEM YET YOU LIVE IN KY
well yeah that's everywhere..You'd be surprised. Schools here no longer have textbooks, doctor appointments are all virtual if not life threatening, and I couldn't tell you how many times I've been flown to Japan for seminars, training and updates on my company's procedures.
As the son, grandson, or nephew of men who served in the police, sheriff's department, or fire departments in the small-town South, I would say your point is well-taken. There were some really good guys in each department then, and some folks whom I'd now call virtual sociopaths. I can't remember the times my friends and I would get stopped for virtually any pretext as teenagers, and when the officer recognized me, would wave us on, since he knew my family...and I also know that some others who weren't up to anything at all got buttonholed on any pretext, and got a black eye or worse. That bit of power and authority is mighty bad for some personalities. I'm sure some of the more flagrant abuses have subsided, since departments are under greater scrutiny than they were in my youth, but it was a pretty eye-opening experience then.In the present climate, it occurs to me that there has always been something a little off, or worse, with law enforcement, acknowledging that it is one of the hardest jobs in the world, and even harder to do well. Even in my twenties, in the Navy, I'd go walking in Long Beach, along the beach, just to air out my brains from the claustrophobia of shipboard life. Cops stopped me on the beach, because I wasn't in a social group but just walking along. I patiently explained my situation, and I think I showed them my military i.d., and they didn't detain me long, but it felt like trouble brewing. They could have invented anything and matched me with any crime over past years. As a teen, I was stopped several times for my interest in the design of automobiles; any seventeen year old qualifies as a car thief. Anyone who is independent, introspective, and a little imaginative should maybe memorize the phone number of a good lawyer.
nope still goes on .. Chicago PD is the absolute worst at it.As the son, grandson, or nephew of men who served in the police, sheriff's department, or fire departments in the small-town South, I would say your point is well-taken. There were some really good guys in each department then, and some folks whom I'd now call virtual sociopaths. I can't remember the times my friends and I would get stopped for virtually any pretext as teenagers, and when the officer recognized me, would wave us on, since he knew my family...and I also know that some others who weren't up to anything at all got buttonholed on any pretext, and got a black eye or worse. That bit of power and authority is mighty bad for some personalities. I'm sure some of the more flagrant abuses have subsided, since departments are under greater scrutiny than they were in my youth, but it was a pretty eye-opening experience then.
I was mainly meaning the areas where I grew up, since some of those departments were under Justice Department orders for abuses during the '70s and '80s. Yeah, it's a real mess though, across the country.nope still goes on .. Chicago PD is the absolute worst at it.
the problem is that as a job it attracts nerd-losers who in high school got ripped on or bullied.
They then do the same thing to those who they police as "payback" for getting swirlies.
ever notice half the last names are things like "PENISHEIMER" or Officer "COLON". etc
right.. plenty of good guys and good being done I don't mean it that way.I was mainly meaning the areas where I grew up, since some of those departments were under Justice Department orders for abuses during the '70s and '80s. Yeah, it's a real mess though, across the country.
The police are like dogs, in that when they see someone run, hide something, or look suspicious in any way, they'll take chase to it. If you are just smoking away, while making eye contact with a policeman, they most likely wont do anything... unless they want to know more about the pipesmoking hobby.
You guys have had three or four thousand years on us. Our cops are still figuring out this whole law and order thing. You guys wrote the book on it.Never had an issue in Greece, perhaps some smirks. All rank and file coppers' radars are always tuned to "is anything out of order?".
All these Karens and Beckys have a lot to answer for these days! Muckrakers, the lot of 'em!It is funny this got brought up. I was sitting on the front porch last week smoking an Al Pascia Curvy, which kind of looks like a weed pipe anyway, because the HVAC guys were busy in the backyard near my normal smoking spot. As I sat there puffing away to take a short break from work, some lady - Karen or Becky or whomever - was driving by, saw me and slowed down - jaw agape. I guess she thought I was brazenly roking the ganja in broad daylight.
I like to think she went to bed a little disturbed that night.