Now I KNOW you are an idiot. I can't imagine ANY cop who "reluctantly" arrests a child rapist. Unless perhaps the perp is a family member of the cop.
Have you ever tried to file a police report? Its close to impossible. Have you ever had to stand in line at the bank while the operations officer tries to get the police to come and arrest the bad check passer that they are stalling at the window? And then see the turd walk away because they failed? This is the norm these days.
That's the extent of your retort? That's it? That's all you got in this debate? Babbling about filing police reports and waiting in line at a bank for a police response for check fraud? And your better idea is, what? Calling your buddies on your cell phone, hoping they can take off from work and come down to the bank and help you manhandle the perp yourselves, instead of a police force? What happens if a liquor store is getting robbed at the same time a few blocks away? You and your buddies going to somehow take care of that one too? How about if another serious crime is also taking place at the same time on the other side of town? You and you buddies can do a Star Trek transport ("Beam me up, editor-surveyor") to that location as well? Hey, with all this crime, I guess you and your buddies might have to get more guys and form...wait for it...A POLICE FORCE!
BWAHAAAAHAAAHAAA, make me laugh while you make yourself look like a fool at the same time. Come back and see me when you get educated in elementary reasoning and logic, not to mention common sense.
It would be a waste of time these days.
As the saying goes: Dial 911 and Die!
"How about if another serious crime is also taking place at the same time on the other side of town?"
I'll go that one better. - In 1976, I used to allow the sherriff deputys to use my office when I was out in the field, because the cheepie city wouldn't give the guys an office of their own to make their calls from. One day one of them got a call on their WT to respond to an armed robery at a Wells Fargo bank that was about 200-300 feet away. We had been sitting there exchanging jokes at the time. He just sat there and lit up a cigarette, and didn't respond to the dispatcher. I needled him about it, and he laughed it off. I went out to my car and called his dispatcher on my radio and explained what was going down. After six months of fiddling, he was reduced in rank, but not fired. I gave up on them at that point.