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What about the good cop?
Can’t stop now.
So what ABOUT the good cop?
He’s one of those men who runs toward the gunshots. No hesitation. Years ago, he decided he would lay his life on the line to protect and serve. It wasn’t a slogan.
He doesn’t care whether the thief or the assaulter or the killer is black or white or any other color. He’s not working on a theory about justice. He knows what justice is.
He has courage. To many people, this is disturbing, because THEY don’t have that kind of courage.
The good cop IS out on the street, running toward the gun shots. He knows what crime is, what a criminal is, what harm is, and he’s bent on stopping it.
The interesting thing is, many of these good cops are quite intelligent, quite articulate. If some television reporter had the patience (and the permission) to sit down with one of them for a couple of hours, the cop could tell stories that would rivet audiences. Public approval ratings would go through the roof.
Which is exactly why it never happens.
It would be a disaster for many perverse agendas.
If 60 Minutes did a four-hour interview with a good cop---a full hour once a week for four straight weeks---the producers wouldn’t know whether to pop champagne corks or flee for the forest.
The ratings would explode. And every major media outlet in the country would curse and scream and advise ripping the show’s staff to pieces.
Because suddenly, the whole fraud surrounding law enforcement would be exposed, in the searing light of one good cop talking about his good work, in story after graphic story.
“I killed him. Because I had to. He was killing innocent people. He deserved to die. That’s what you do.”
“He took a brick to an old lady’s head on the subway platform. I saw the crack in her skull later at the hospital. So I tackled him, he pulled a knife, I broke his arm and punched him in the face. I broke his nose. His blood spurted out on me. After he recovered in the hospital, he was arrested and booked. A day later, he was out on bail…”
You know, that kind of thing. For starters.
Interviewer: Do you own guns for your own protection when you’re not on the job?
Cop: Excuse me? What? Of course I do. If I’m home with my family in the middle of the night, and an intruder breaks into the house, and it’s dark in the kitchen, and I don’t have time to turn on the light, and I can see his outline there, at my back door, I shoot him.
Interviewer: Suppose he falls backwards, and lands outside the door, outside your house?
Cop: I’m a cop. I don’t think the DA is going to accuse me of murder because the criminal fell backwards, instead of into the kitchen. But if I were a private citizen? Honestly, I’d pull his dead body into the kitchen, to make sure there wouldn’t be a problem. The actual problem, you see, stems from certain laws in certain places that try to cut things too fine---as if a private citizen can make refined, split-second, legalistic decisions in the heat of a violent terrifying moment. “Is this killer actually in my house, in which case I can kill him, or is he outside, in which case I can be charged?” And the problem also stems from perverse vindictive prosecutors who want to protect criminals, and punish citizens who defend themselves instead of politely dying. Here’s a story about one of those prosecutors…
Do you think the television audience would be interested? Are you kidding?
And if, in telling his stories, the cop revealed, by word, attitude, and demeanor that he was not only brave, but was GOOD, a good man, a tsunami of corresponding good will would rise up and flood over the country.
Amid the curses and screams directed at the good cop, there would come death threats. 60 Minutes would, in a sane world, have the cop back on and ask him about those threats. And they would leave plenty of time for the cop to respond. And suppose he said this:
“Look. You pay me to protect you. I’m talking to Americans, any and all Americans who live in my district. That’s what I’m there for. To serve and protect. I’ve described how I do it. Some people took that, and now they think I should die. OK. Fine. I’m a family man. I have a wife and children. So by extension, these people who are issuing threats believe my family should be robbed of husband, father, loved one. The love I have for my family has no limit. So how do you think I’m reacting? I take these death threats seriously. If you come after me, and I get the chance, I’ll kill you. Why wouldn’t I? Why wouldn’t any decent cop? Think it through, people. If I go on television and describe my work, the work I’m supposed to do, and the most publicized result is death threats, what does that say? It says something about what all of us are dealing with these days. We have a choice. We can stand up to this, or we can step back and let evil persons gain the upper hand. People who do violence to others without cause are evil. I’ve heard all their excuses. None of them take precedence over the raw act of maiming and killing. If you’d seen the victims of these crimes, what happens to them, what they have to do to recover, if they can, in order to put some semblance of their lives back together, if you’d seen them, as I have, lying in hospital beds, helpless, before and after emergency surgery, you wouldn’t accept any psychological posturing in the world that tries to exonerate what the criminals have done to them. You know, that’s the other thing about being a cop. You see the damage. The actual damage. You can look at all the documentaries about criminals who reform and straighten out their lives, but where are all the documentaries about the victims and what they have to go through? Have you ever had to spend three months learning to walk, haltingly, again? Have you had to deal with recurring blackouts from head injuries? Have you had to go on the dole because you could never hold a job again? Have you had to walk past a building every day, on your beat, a building filled with welfare cheats and drug dealers and a few men who CAUSED the horrific injuries you’ve seen up close and personal---and you know there’s nothing you can do about it because those violent men somehow evaded the justice system? I have.”
And for a moment, the silence is like thunder.
What about the good cop?
Who gives him the time and space to tell his story? Who remembers and celebrates him with a national month?
-- Jon Rappoport