A retort

From a (apparently brief) reader, Just Passing Through (JPT):

“Is it ever difficult riding your motorcycle with that chip on your shoulder?

You need to sign up for some anger management classes my friend.

You might think you’re letting off some steam with this blog, but I think it’s much more telling about your own personal problems.”

Oh goodness. Where to start…

JPT, let me start with a couple of assumptions. I have to assume you have limited knowledge and/or experience in the Law Enforcement field. Also, I’m going to assume you have not read all of my previous posts (based on your tag of JPT). Having no knowledge, or possibly experience, in your line of work, I would not feel comfortable making assumptions about you personally or your ability to do said job.

I am nothing if not professional during my contacts with the public. I take my job very seriously. However, without an outlet and regardless of what your opinion of that outlet is, this job can and will quickly suck you dry. So many of my fellow Officers and Fire Service Personnel have suffered personal tragedies (divorce, suicide, etc.) because they can’t or won’t communicate their frustrations, defeats, successes, and joys related to their job. It is a shame that so many good men and women have their souls wither, turn black, and die because they take this job home with them, but won’t share this job. I’m not sure if that makes sense to you or not. As I said, I take this job seriously, but not too seriously.

Police and Fire tend to have “gallows humor”. We have to in order to survive. Is it in poor taste? Is it inappropriate? Yeah, probably. Know what, though? It evens us out and lets us continue with our jobs serving people like yourself. People who don’t like us. People who think we are all ego-maniacal, arrogant, cynical fucks who were bullies in high school. I could go on, but I won’t. I don’t think I’m going to change your opinion of either me or my profession as a whole. But until you hear a grandmother scream as her dead grandchild is pulled from a pool or point a gun at a despondent teenager holding a .45 over his dead father’s body or go to more funerals in a year than weddings or births, you’ll forgive me if I tell you I don’t really care what you think about me.

That was my serious answer. My smart ass answer to your ‘Is it ever difficult riding your motorcycle with that chip on your shoulder’ question is “Hell no, it makes those right turns wicked tight!”

This blog is typically not a forum for me to have an ongoing discussion. This is not a conversation, but rather a way for me to yes, blow off steam, educate, entertain, and mostly amuse myself. I thought I’d make an exception in this case, though.

Please note: I reserve the right to delete comments that are offensive or off-topic. Snark is encouraged. Being a prat is not.

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9 thoughts on “A retort

  1. I think anybody who works with the public on a regular basis has a lot of the same feelings you do. Hard NOT to. There are some real aholes out there.

  2. "great cop who cares more than he's willing to admit"

    Gag me.

    MC's head is empiracally large enough as it is. Seriously, its like somebody planted a watermelon on a stick-figure. His significant other must be into freaks 😉

    Seriously, some of the worst rants I've ever heard against women that keep going back to their abusers are from DA's that put the wifebeaters in jail. The handful of people in a given county that can actually get some piece of shit abuser sent to a place where they spend their days biting pillows while their cellies push for their molars(cell-mates, for those of you not familiar) are sometimes the victims' harshest critics. Gallows humor is sometimes the only way to make sense of a world of madness that most of us don'thave to ever confront.

  3. "more funerals in a year than weddings or births"

    Amen, brother. Sometimes it feels that way. Keep doing what you're doing.

  4. Hell no, it makes those right turns wicked tight!"

    So, that's the trick to scrapin' the boards?!! I can get a coupla sparks, but not a good scrape. Need to work on my attitude more, I guess.

    Oh, and JPT……. you are welcome to keep rolling out of here, if you don't like what MC writes.

  5. Happy Valentines Day all you he men out there! And to all the Lady cops, I appreciate the job you do as much as the he-men. Thanks to all of you.

  6. (sorry if this posted twice)
    "It’s very easy for others to offer an opinion of something they know nothing about with the luxury of anonymity. Walk a mile in this cop’s shoes and then you can comment."
    Yes, it is easy to comment, and no, I don't have to walk a mile in someone else's shoes to have an opinion. Once someone works in LE, Fire, EMS, military, whatever, you DO become a different person and are no longer like a regular civilian. Yes, you are human, but you are not like us anymore. I don't mean that in a bad way…your experiences (ones that most of us would never want) change who you are. You can't act like an everyday Joe while effectively dealing with bad guys. And yes, "gallows humor" is a completely reasonable response to a traumatic job. I get it, I really do.
    It's just that while cops deal with civilians all day long, most of us as individuals do not interact with LE that often. As such, when a cop comes off as a total dick, the impression is a lasting one. I also am not immune to the fact that it's difficult dealing with people 24/7, especially ones that break the law, all the while conducting yourselves professionally, I'm just making an observation. Like it's been said before, there are good people and bad people in every profession. I respect those who serve with honor and really try to do what's right, but sometimes the attitude just kills me. Basically, I'm torn.
    Thanks for your dedicated service and keep fighting the good fight…just remember, civilians have bad days, too.