Policing the Police
I’m Not A Should Kind Of Person
But I am going to should you now
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If you haven’t read Steve QJ’s piece yet, then there’s your first should.
At first, I didn’t know how to feel about the entire situation immediately after reading his piece. I think I was in shock and awe that almost exactly twenty years on and it’s still happening.
It’s still happening…
As I write this, I find I am appalled. And gutted. And have a profound sense of uselessness. Helplessness might be the better word. And exhausted. And drained. And tired. And…?
Mad as hell under it all.
Why? WHY? WHY IS THIS STILL A F*CKING THING???
As I was reading Steve’s piece, I flashed back to an experience I had back in the early 90s while working for a detective agency in Washington, D.C.
Steve asked where were all the good apples. Depending upon your viewpoint, fortunately, or unfortunately, I had a reply for him.
Steve QJ, man I’m sorry. And I’m sorry doesn’t seem to quite cut it, does it? I wish I knew what to say other than I see you and I’m here.
