- ancient jesters proverb
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Speaking of police officers.....oh, we weren't? My mistake. OK then, new subject
POLICE OFFICERS!
One of the very first reality shows appeared on our television screens in the 1980's called "COPS." It was a hit then, and apparently still going strong, but after 30 years or so, the episodes are rather predictable, except for one which I recently viewed.
This episode had the weekly segment involving a prostitution sting. Let's face it-sex $sell$, but as to whether selling sex is a crime, it depends on who is doing the selling. Anyway, you know the drill. The plain clothes male police officer is cruising the block looking for some quick anonymous and "personal service." At least, that's the role he's playing for this particular assignment. Once he's baited the unsuspecting streetwalker into his unmarked car, the ritual mating dance unfolds, but first the prostitute needs some information.
Now, just so we're on the same proverbial page, you know how it is - I'm SURE you do, that when the sex peddling whore is trying to lay, among other things, the groundwork for her business agreement detailing her compensation for services, she, or he, frequently asks the "john' if he, or she, is a police officer. How do I know that? Well, you see......ummm......errrrrrrr.......never mind that - let's move on. And provided the "john" responds in the negative all systems are go and the contract is sealed. On this particular episode, in response to the jezebels inquiry, the police officer responds, inaccurately, that he is NOT, in fact, a lawman. The sparring continues till the tramp proposes a price for her services, which unforeseen by her, is the proverbial nail in her proverbial coffin.
No sooner than you can say twenty dollars, the policeman "john" has signaled his comrades who immediately swoop down on the vehicle and working girl like bears on honey, or flies on sh...., (feel free to choose your preferred analogy), dragging her out of the car and either arresting her or issuing her a citation.
The camera now moves to the chuckling police officer, and "john," who is utterly amused at what just transpired. He's amused that the bitch was so gullible as to think he would honestly tell her that he was, in fact, a bona fide law enforcement officer with the powers to arrest her for her proposed criminal act, and wonders aloud why it is she thought police officers have to tell the truth. He says something to the effect that cops are not required to tell the truth.
I must admit, I had a pretty good guffaw at that one too....for about 5 minutes. But then I sense this gray cloud of a growing realization of something uneasy, then dark, and then alarming, and I thought that perhaps this is just one reason why so many people fear the police and the American justice system. On the other hand, not to state the obvious, but police officers do have the same human limitations, frailties , and misjudgments as the rest of the population. Yes, sadly, sometimes they do make mistakes, and yes sadly, sometimes they are dishonest, and sometimes it's with malicious intent. The point I would like clarified is whether this notion that officers aren't required to tell the truth was an inaccuracy on the part of this one officer, or an accepted matter of fact and principle of law enforcement policy. If it is the latter, you may want to dig up this episode of "COPS," and keep it in reserve, just in case you are ever falsely arrested and prosecuted by our government, as yours truly has been,(attempted prosecution), to play for the jury who is going to determine your guilt or innocence.
I suppose my mistake was still having this image in my head of the police officer who comes to your grade school classroom to impress upon you, a 12 year old, and to put it simply, that the police officer is always your friend.
I'm not naive, but maybe still a bit too idealistic for my own good and engaging in too much wishful thinking, even at this late stage of life.
Even after viewing this episode, I still basically believe, or want to believe, that law enforcement officers are your friend........that is, as long as you're 12 years old.
Goodbye blue sky.
i never did write that love song, the words just never seemed to flow,
now sad in reflection, did i gaze through perfection,
and examine the shadows on the other side of the morning,
examine the shadows on the other side of mourning,
promised wedding now a wake.
This episode had the weekly segment involving a prostitution sting. Let's face it-sex $sell$, but as to whether selling sex is a crime, it depends on who is doing the selling. Anyway, you know the drill. The plain clothes male police officer is cruising the block looking for some quick anonymous and "personal service." At least, that's the role he's playing for this particular assignment. Once he's baited the unsuspecting streetwalker into his unmarked car, the ritual mating dance unfolds, but first the prostitute needs some information.
Now, just so we're on the same proverbial page, you know how it is - I'm SURE you do, that when the sex peddling whore is trying to lay, among other things, the groundwork for her business agreement detailing her compensation for services, she, or he, frequently asks the "john' if he, or she, is a police officer. How do I know that? Well, you see......ummm......errrrrrrr.......never mind that - let's move on. And provided the "john" responds in the negative all systems are go and the contract is sealed. On this particular episode, in response to the jezebels inquiry, the police officer responds, inaccurately, that he is NOT, in fact, a lawman. The sparring continues till the tramp proposes a price for her services, which unforeseen by her, is the proverbial nail in her proverbial coffin.
No sooner than you can say twenty dollars, the policeman "john" has signaled his comrades who immediately swoop down on the vehicle and working girl like bears on honey, or flies on sh...., (feel free to choose your preferred analogy), dragging her out of the car and either arresting her or issuing her a citation.
The camera now moves to the chuckling police officer, and "john," who is utterly amused at what just transpired. He's amused that the bitch was so gullible as to think he would honestly tell her that he was, in fact, a bona fide law enforcement officer with the powers to arrest her for her proposed criminal act, and wonders aloud why it is she thought police officers have to tell the truth. He says something to the effect that cops are not required to tell the truth.
I must admit, I had a pretty good guffaw at that one too....for about 5 minutes. But then I sense this gray cloud of a growing realization of something uneasy, then dark, and then alarming, and I thought that perhaps this is just one reason why so many people fear the police and the American justice system. On the other hand, not to state the obvious, but police officers do have the same human limitations, frailties , and misjudgments as the rest of the population. Yes, sadly, sometimes they do make mistakes, and yes sadly, sometimes they are dishonest, and sometimes it's with malicious intent. The point I would like clarified is whether this notion that officers aren't required to tell the truth was an inaccuracy on the part of this one officer, or an accepted matter of fact and principle of law enforcement policy. If it is the latter, you may want to dig up this episode of "COPS," and keep it in reserve, just in case you are ever falsely arrested and prosecuted by our government, as yours truly has been,(attempted prosecution), to play for the jury who is going to determine your guilt or innocence.
I suppose my mistake was still having this image in my head of the police officer who comes to your grade school classroom to impress upon you, a 12 year old, and to put it simply, that the police officer is always your friend.
I'm not naive, but maybe still a bit too idealistic for my own good and engaging in too much wishful thinking, even at this late stage of life.
Even after viewing this episode, I still basically believe, or want to believe, that law enforcement officers are your friend........that is, as long as you're 12 years old.
Goodbye blue sky.
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i act the role in perfect style, of a martyr carved with a twisted smile,
to bleed the lyric for this song, to write the rites to right my wrongs,
an epitaph to a broken dream, to exorcise this silent scream,
a scream that's born from sorrow.
i never did write that love song, the words just never seemed to flow,
now sad in reflection, did i gaze through perfection,
and examine the shadows on the other side of the morning,
examine the shadows on the other side of mourning,
promised wedding now a wake.
the fool escaped from paradise will look over his shoulder and cry,
sit and chew on daffodils and struggle to answer why?
as you grow up and leave the playground
where you kissed your prince and found your frog,
remember the jester who showed you tears,
the script for tears.
script for a jesters tear
script for a jesters tear
marillion
fish
