“Tell us about all your cop experience sweetie.”
Sure. Between the ages of sixteen and eighteen I was treated to the Sacramento PD, CPS, and Sheriff’s Department breaking into our apartment at random times and not once with a warrant. I was stopped on the street, detained, and searched more times than I can count. I was arrested twice for the crime of walking home from school forcing my mother to come get me from the downtown jail. Both times the bullshit charges were later dropped. I got pulled out of class several times, I was searched, and then interrogated trying to get me to confess to holding drugs for my mother (which I never did).
After I moved out and relocated to Lincoln, in Placer County I had the Sac County CPS show up at my new home to bother me yet more even though I was then eighteen. My husband instructed them never to bother me again...and I am understating this just a bit.
Then when we moved to Wyoming I got to meet the absolutely wonderful, friendly, and helpful people from the Park County Sheriff’s Department. They are uniformly courteous and polite every time I see them.
And I’ll tell you that NOTHING in the world will sour a person more on bad cops than GOOD COPS.
Seriously, I didn’t know how much contempt I had for corrupt, sadistic, brutal, selfish thugs with badges until I met the kind of people who honor their oaths and their badges every single day.
See, you don’t know how bad it is until you have it good.
By the way, our cops proudly wear the US flag on their uniforms, not that abomination of a gang symbol with the blue line in it.