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Dear Mr. Citizen
Crystal
Well, Mr. Citizen, it seems you've figured me out. I fit neatly in the category where you've placed me. I'm stereotyped, standardized, characterized, classified, grouped, and always typical. Unfortunately, the reverse is true. I can never figure you out.

From birth, you teach your children that I'm the bogeyman, and shocked when they identify/associate w/my traditional enemy... the criminal! You accuse me of coddling criminals..until I catch your kids doing wrong.

You take an hour lunch and several coffee breaks each day, but point me out a loafer for one cup. You pride yourself on manners, but think nothing of disrupting my meals w/ your troubles. You raise Cain with the guy who cuts you off in traffic, but let me catch you doing the same thing and I'm picking on you. You know all the traffic laws...but never gotten a single ticket you deserve.

You shout "FOUL" if you observe me driving fast to a call, but raise the roof if I take more than ten seconds to respond to your complaint.
You call it part of my job if someone strikes me, call it police brutality if I strike back. You wouldn't tell your dentist how to pull a tooth or doctor how to take out an appendix, yet you are willing to give me pointers on the law.

You talk to me in a manner that would get you a bloody nose from anyone else, but expect me to take it w/out batting an eye.
You yell that something's got to be done to fight crime, but you can't be bothered to get involved. You have no use for me at all, but it's OK if I change a flat for your wife, deliver your child in the back of the patrol car, or perhaps save your son's life with mouth to mouth, or work many hours overtime looking for your lost daughter.

So Mr. Citizen, you can stand there on your soapbox and rant and rave about the way I do my work, calling me every name in the book, but never stop to think that your property, family, or maybe even your life depends on me or one of my buddies. Yes, Mr. Citizen, it's me the cop!
 
Exodus
YOU TELL 'EM!! I'm with ya, girl! Give 'em hell, and you'll NEVER hear a complaint out of me! I think I secretly yearn to be an officer, I just don't know it yet.
 
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