Category Archives: Police Stories

A too long rambling on aid calls and oppression

Posted on September 7, 2016 by

This past Friday I was working patrol in the city when I heard an aid call come out. An aid call is short for an officer in need of aid call, and it is exactly what it sounds like; it’s … Continue reading →

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Simple policing, (Part 1 of 2)

Posted on December 28, 2015 by

I was reminded of this call last week as I was talking to the new recruits about my opinions on policing. I’ll wrap it up with a point in a part 2 later this week.   At only fifteen years old, he … Continue reading →

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It’s a tuesday night…

Posted on September 3, 2015 by

“I’m scared. Please don’t leave me alone.” I was standing over a boy with dark curly hair and big brown eyes. He was sitting on the floor in a back room of a small, two family house with his back … Continue reading →

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Murder? Hmmmph…

Posted on August 27, 2015 by

“Is he gonna make it?” The woman asked with no real concern in her voice.  Her tone was so matter of fact that she may as well have been asking me about the weather or how my day was going. … Continue reading →

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Winning a routine call for crazy…

Posted on December 21, 2014 by

The call was for an “OBS.” If I’m remembering correctly, OBS is an acronym for Organic Brain Syndrome, but it’s used in my circles to refer to somebody who’s basically crazy. I guess crazy isn’t politically correct, and maybe OBS … Continue reading →

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An atypical typical traffic stop…

Posted on December 17, 2014 by

I pulled a car over recently because it had an illegal temporary license plate attached to it. The driver, who I couldn’t see as I turned on my lights, was a young, black woman. She cracked open the door, as … Continue reading →

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A chat with some protesters…

Posted on November 18, 2014 by

Hi protesters, it’s me, Don. Do you remember me? No? I’m a police officer. We’ve met before. Excuse me? Did you say Ferguson? No no no, not there. I’ve only been there a couple of times, but never in riot … Continue reading →

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A shooting a mother and her baby…

Posted on August 30, 2014 by

The intersection of Vandeventer and St. Louis Avenue isn’t in my district. I am not subject to calls that come out in that area, but my car had a tire that was running low on air. I told the dispatcher … Continue reading →

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Answers to your pressing police related questions…

Posted on July 21, 2014 by

Wow, I’m a posting machine here lately, aren’t I? Sorry about that. Anywho, an indeterminate number of days ago, I offered to answer y’all’s (is that the correct usage, Molly?) police officer related questions, since many of you show mild … Continue reading →

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Nice things and making hookers cry…wtf ever for FTSF…

Posted on May 15, 2014 by

The nicest thing someone ever did for me was… Haha, I’m going to totally admit that my mind went straight back to when I was 14 and that nice 15 1/2 year old girl had the sex with me. I … Continue reading →

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