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A police officer from the greater Cincinnati area was attending to some court business (not in uniform) went to the bathroom and lost his weapon in the process. Apparently fell out of the holster while he was in one of the stalls. Noticed it was missing a short time later ... but it was gone by then. The weapon is still missing ... this incident occurred three weeks ago. Further point of interest, the officer who lost his weapon is the same police officer who killed a black youngster (a few years ago) during a foot chase thru a dark alley ... which, in turn, sparked the Cincinnati race riot.

The former Chief of police in my hometown was hired a few years ago from a Department in Oklahoma. He was a miserable failure for morale in our dept, but far worse he was a gun safety nightmare. Here's a guy who managed to shoot the toilet in his private office bathroom then, a month or so later was getting dressed after a workout at a local gym where he had presumably left his "off duty" Glock (what does a chief of police need to carry a gun for when he sits at a desk surrounded by cops all day long--especially if he's anti-citizen CCW?) in a locked gymlocker. When he was getting redressed and in the process of reholstering he capped off two rounds of .40 into the aforementioned locker. The locker died instantly. After he subsequently resigned (he was hemmoraging from other troubles) it was discovered he had had unintentional discharges at his previous job, too. Here's the kicker: After he resigned he was subsequently rehired by the city as a consultant at four times his chief's salary. No justice.

And that riot sparked me to compose a little song about it.

One block over the Rhine. (to the tune of "One toke over the line", by brewer and Shipley.)The chorous went like this::

One block over the Rhine, poor Damon, one block over the Rhine,

Drivin'round town with their Smith and Wessons, one block over the Rhine.

Dont ya' know they'll be waitin' for those banks to open up tomorrow, so that they can rom 'em on time, Drivin'round town with their moth and Wessons, one block over the Rhine.