By Joseph Andalina2017
Yes, cops have a code. Y’all know that, right? Cops would never rat on each other, right? Always, stick up for one another, especially if your partner is committing a crime, right? The Blue Line, the Blue Code, the Blue Life. Mums the word. And cops will always lie and change their story.
Never have to fear that your brother or sister officer will turn on you, report you, give testimony against you, or write you a ticket or arrest you, right? Especially if you’re retired, disabled, or suspended, too?
Such crap, ain’t it? The press and politicians watch way too much Hill Street Blues, Miami Vice, or what other recent TV shows are broadcast now, reiterating the same garbage.
I remember numerous occasions when younger cops sat in my office in trouble, telling me other officers involved in some minor or major blunders would never violate the code. I told them all the same thing; that not since Al Capone and Big Bill Thompson was there anything near a code that you could bank on. And so they learned the hard way.
Invariably, most officers will report criminal conduct and once confronted with “Garrity” or “Miranda” will spill the beans about another’s wrongdoing, especially if there is a deal involved.
Police do have high integrity and very few violate that ethic. So cops write cops, arrest cops, and report cops when necessary. Sure, they may hesitate to offer corroboration to the chief, because we all know what hypocrites most chiefs are.
And while some officers have been known to stretch the truth or withhold it in order to avoid lying, the brass speaks with the proverbial “forked tongue.” Can’t trust a word they are saying most of the time. So because an officer hesitates, that does not mean they are lying. They are trying to see who is trustworthy.
As a union, our advice has always been to tell the truth. Fibbing will only buy you more than two minutes in the penalty box. But we also tell you not to talk, either, until you speak to an attorney, have been given “Garrity Warnings” and never say more than “I am Groot” if you are read Miranda.
That’s to ensure your due process, which the press and alderman and other political hacks, want to take away from you. And yes, you should support and back each other always, and be there for one another, but this code thing as expressed by the press and academia for the most part for the every day officer just does not exist.
They’re going to tell me that over 500,000 cops in the USA have a secret code like the Illuminati or something? Please. I get so tired of this baloney. It never stops. It’s like the movie Spartacus where near the end, slave hero Sparty and his 6000 minions have been captured by the Roman legion. When asked for Sparty to come forward and his minions would be spared, 6000 slave rose up to say “I am Spartacus,” while the real guy shed some tears over their loyalty. (By the way, never happened in real life, but it was dramatic.)
Well, this “code” didn’t go over real well as the 6000 slaves were all crucified along the Appian Way to Rome. Can we have a do-over Marcus Crassius?
Cops understand this and realize that they, too, will be sacrificed if not eventually truthful. Better to identify the real Spartacus rather than be crucified for some mythical code.
I wish I could tell you and recommend that we never say bad things about our own, but it’s not something that can be done with honor.
So tell the truth, claim you know nothing, or just answer “I am Groot.”
Vita é bella.
ps: As a side note, one thing I wish we wouldn’t do — write citations to other cops or retired officers. There is nothing wrong with professional courtesy for minor matters, despite what the brass, press, and politicos may say. All professions have them, so be kind to your fellow boys and girls in blue.
That’s hockey playoff time of course. There is nothing like it in sports. And here in Illinois, we are blessed with a great Blackhawk franchise with players who actually love the game. But at playoff time, all the teams who make it provide the best in sports viewing. Better than the Cubs, although last years’ World Series was a sight, wasn’t it? Better than the “Commercial” that football has become.
The best thing about football nowadays is Carrie Underwood (who, by the way, is the wife of Mike Fisher, forward for the Nashville Predators) on Sunday night, and analyst color dude Jon Gruden on Monday Night Football. Hurrah for the “Gruden Grinders!” But I digress.
So from early April until mid-June, you will see hockey at its very best. Fast, hardnose, skillful games whittled down from 16 teams to the Stanley Cup finals, and the absolute greatest trophy and history in sports, Lord Stanley’s Cup. So okay, I took a column to break away from the sordid news of how cops are treated and the nastiness of politicians, the far liberal left, and criminals. Sue me.
But hockey to me is like a mental illness. Oops, did I offend someone? It’s a metaphor, but a mental state I look forward to every year at this time. And I have it bad — like snakes — but those of you who read my newsletters probably know that by now.
Vita é bella.
Ps. So what’s the Happiest Time of the Year? Well, Shark Week on Discovery of course! Coming to a TV near you this summer.
Or is it? Watching the confirmation hearings on Supreme Court Judge nominee Neil Gorsuch was fascinating. But what you get is a nominee trying effortlessly, to be honest, in answering inquiries, and democratic senators constantly asking redundant questions for the sole purpose of making him look bad by asking if he is:
• Not biased
• Rejects the constitution
• Will not be an activist judge
• Will not be holding to Trump’s ideals
• Cannot be pressured by either party
• Rejects the idea of “precedent” as it applies to already made decisions, such as Brown vs. Board of Education, Roe vs. Wade, Heller, Wainwright, and other controversial decisions that democrats are really worried about.
But what it really is — will he overturn Roe vs. Wade? That’s the biggie. In my opinion, he accomplished this with dignity. He seems to be an ideal candidate but is no doubt a conservative. He was queried about his thoughts on employers and employees but he is capably experienced to dodge this and all other questions that the democrats attempted to trap him in. He will not comment on precedential cases or ongoing litigation. Most of these hearings were simple senatorial grandstanding. So what else is new.
On the State of Illinois format, the ongoing skirmishes between Rauner and democrats are laughable. Rauner is so anti-union no matter what baloney he feeds to the public that he isn’t. He is a joke. Just look at his battle with AFSCME or the state workers. Just trying to force his will and not to the benefit of the worker. We all know the sparring between him and Madigan. That will go on until he is not reelected or Madigan retires.
Now he is warring with the comptroller, Susana Mendoza, since she beat his handmaiden, Leslie Munger, in the last special election. She accuses him of being a “terrible governor” and paying (his) consultants from a state health care fund, among other things. The Rauner spokesperson says Mendoza claim is “pathetic” and she is diverting from her horrible spending efforts.
The best guess is that the battle in our late great state and the dog and pony show that is our federal government’s partisan hearings that masquerade as bi-partisan will continue unfettered.
So is our progress – progress? You can decide. Vita é bella.
Or… kill ‘em and grill ‘em!
Take your pick, folks, but only if you reside in “Pure Michigan.” The home of the Spartans, Mackinac Island, the fat guy from Grand Rapids, and the very easy to hate hockey’s answer to Beelzebub, the Detroit Red Wings.
Being touted for a possible position as federal Senators in 2018 are the twin duos of Kid Rock or Ted Nugent. Here’s what political director Rand Ward of Michigan has said of the Motor City Madman. “Ted Nugent is not just a celebrity, he understands in depth, policy issues at a level most elected officials or even so-called experts do not.” So there! And of you don’t agree with Mr. Spirit of the Wild, he will stick a bow and arrow up your dumb ass!
And the “God, guns, Trump” rocker Kid Rock, is also being touted as the one to Make Michigan Great Again as Senator. Robert James Ritchie, as his mama knows him, is thinking about a possible run in 2018, too. And the slogan? Kid Rock — why not? I say, well, why not?
Then I thought who in Illinois could we get to kick the very boring Dick Durbin to the curb? Maybe Tommy Lee or Uncle Kracker? After a little research, however, I see that Tommy Lee was born in Greece. So while he can run, we should allow him to be free just to make Greece Great again. Therefore there will be no appearances by Pamela Anderson in the next election cycle.
And much to my dismay I see that the Kracker was also born in Michigan and actually works for the Kid. So fuhgeddaboudit.
So who then in Illinois is a possible for a senatorial seat who is famous? Well, there’s Park Ridge’s own — Hillary. She doesn’t live there anymore, but why should that that little obstacle stand in her way? But the true question should be...can she sing?
Vita é bella.
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