This is from Sierra Times. Ed Parker comments on the mindset of a JBT in training, as revealed in a radio interview. He asks all good LEO's to stand up and stop this mindset.
I must agree.
You can pretty well skip the first paragraph, which doesn't really have much to do with the opinion expressed.
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Cops Call It A "Runner's Fee"
by Ed Parker - Posted:09.15.00
The Inland Empire, they call it. That area east of L.A. out to and including Big Bear Lake, ending in a wasteland of dry lakes, rock, and heat. Unbelievable heat. The stagecoach I call my career is taking me to Ontario, and then north of the Empire to Bakersfield and Delano. I've stayed at this hotel dozens of times. The nice lady that cooks my complimentary breakfast knows my name and my company and where I work when I'm in town. She knows my kids' names, for Pete's sake. Despite all this heartwarming familiarity, however, my reservation was entered into the computer as "handicapped-nonsmoking". I'm amazed. Their system remembers me, my home address, my company, my title, my credit card number and what rooms I've stayed in. It remembers when I got
here, when I left and what I ordered from room service. It remembers who I called and how many towels I left in the bathroom. Still, it forgot I smoke. Coincidence? Or conspiracy? In Kalifornia, you kinda wonder. Of course there are no other rooms. So, as the CCCP Kalifornia news drones on, I sit here like a thirteen year old kid on the floor, drawing exaggerated puffs from my ultra light cigarette and blowing the smoke out the window. I wonder how much they'd charge me if they caught me. I'm probably being typically whitemale greedy and arrogant by occupying a "handicapped" room as well, when there may be some handicapped person who really needs it trying to make a reservation and getting turned down because I, in my selfishness, did not seek lodging elsewhere, like a true bleeding heart.
Wait. I have a metal hip. Does that count?
There's a commercial with a smiling hunter telling gun owners to comply with the law and turn in their previously legal property. On my way to this channel, I surfed past a show depicting two men in a passionate kiss, Jerry, Geraldo, and "Big Brother", a show I still can't figure why people watch. But the most appalling media event I witnessed today probably went largely unnoticed. It was a "conservative" talk radio show. I don't even remember the host's name. It was 870 AM out of LA Thursday afternoon between 5 and 6 PM PDT, if that helps anybody. The guest on the show was a young black man with aspirations of becoming a police officer on the L.A.P.D. He was one year away, he said, from completing his training. He had weighed in on the head-kicking incident back east and actually said that when black people see someone getting his head kicked in, they shouldn't "take it
personal". He said that a head kick was what was known as a "runner's fee" in police jargon. He quoted a little saying, "If you flee, you pay the fee," which seemed to amuse him. He said that videotaping a police action was a violation of a cop's "privacy" and that citizens should just pay no mind, because "it wasn't happening to them" or "they don't know the guy". Predictably, outraged callers came online to criticize this guy's point of view. Astonishingly, some people agreed with him. Sadly, not one respondent used the word "fascist", "gestapo", or
"illegal". The argument was reduced at times to callers shouting as the guest shouted, taunted, and insulted them as "trailer trash", "racist" and a number of other things.
The LAPD wannabe enlightened me to another term popular among the police: screen test. The "screen test" is when they have a suspect, who has presumably irritated them to some degree, handcuffed with his hands behind his back and confined in the back seat of a squad car. The driving officer will accelerate at a high rate of speed and then brake just as rapidly, to take mirth in the suspect's cranial collisions with the metal barrier between the front and back seats of the cruiser. The arrogance of this little globocop in training didn't drip, it didn't ooze, it gushed out of my radio, and I knew it wasn't a put on. He had everybody figured out and everybody was a scumbag. When he was pounding on a scumbag, everybody should mind their own business. He had a right to his privacy, and further, he believed that white people cheer him on. And maybe some of them do. I knew a cop once who told me that his job was to get up in the morning and F with Ns. He meant it. The scariest thing about this kid is that he is more the rule than the exception in a growing number of our cities. You have to wonder. If that's where he's coming from in the police force, how are they training the military? I hope the kid's captain gets a tape of the show and they kick him out of whatever little brownshirt academy he's in, if for no
other reason than the bad pr. Maybe he was a hundred percent phony, a provocateur even. It doesn't make it better. The morons calling into this show from all over the nation were arguing for or against the proposition that this piece of animated fecal tissue had the right to privacy while he whomped patootie on a suspect. They fell for it. They argued against him and not for themselves. If I'd only had a phone. If only one of YOU had heard this and had a phone....
You'd have told him, right? You'd have nailed this guy to the wall- you'd have called up and said:
"ALL RIGHT you little psycho nazi, let me fill you in on a little thing called attempted murder, and if you accidentally kill a guy, murder one nonetheless, because you premeditated the assault. Let me remind you that you work for me and that I am absolutely concerned about how you treat everybody, even scumbags, because how you treat others is how you will treat me and that is reason enough. You apparently do not understand that the suspect in Florida would have been completely justified in shooting and killing the officers who were kicking his head because they were in a very literal sense, presenting an unlawful lethal threat to him. Your attitude that assumes all civilians, as you regard them instead of citizens, are inferior to you because you're the man, or
you're gonna be, makes you particularly unsuited to police work, the military, and any profession requiring a double digit IQ. You are the kind of person that turns a nation against its leaders, and armies upon the people. The stench in your clothes is the smoke of burning cities, churches, and babies. You jackbooted thug wannabe. You won't last twenty minutes in the riot you start. If the citizens don't kill you your partner will. I wouldn't hire you to clean my barn. I hope LAPD has half my horse sense." I DO take it personal, meathead! Real personal!
You'd have said that, wouldn't you? Yup, I knew you would.
This is what we can expect, I expect, from the next generation of law enforcement, unless God-fearing police men and women stand up to the dumbing down of academy aspirants. Unless the people of this breakaway
democracy that used to be a state start right now to put this little komsomol clique behind the fryer at Wendy's where it belongs, they will be the first to huddle in fear when the black Marias roll up to their apartment buildings at midnight. Like the droogs of Kubrick's Clockwork Orange, Dim and his buddies will get paid for kicking heads, and enjoy it as much as ever.
I can't wait to get back to Arizona. Cops are generally friendler there. I wonder why that is.
God Bless-EP
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[This message has been edited by JimR (edited September 15, 2000).]
I must agree.
You can pretty well skip the first paragraph, which doesn't really have much to do with the opinion expressed.
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Cops Call It A "Runner's Fee"
by Ed Parker - Posted:09.15.00
The Inland Empire, they call it. That area east of L.A. out to and including Big Bear Lake, ending in a wasteland of dry lakes, rock, and heat. Unbelievable heat. The stagecoach I call my career is taking me to Ontario, and then north of the Empire to Bakersfield and Delano. I've stayed at this hotel dozens of times. The nice lady that cooks my complimentary breakfast knows my name and my company and where I work when I'm in town. She knows my kids' names, for Pete's sake. Despite all this heartwarming familiarity, however, my reservation was entered into the computer as "handicapped-nonsmoking". I'm amazed. Their system remembers me, my home address, my company, my title, my credit card number and what rooms I've stayed in. It remembers when I got
here, when I left and what I ordered from room service. It remembers who I called and how many towels I left in the bathroom. Still, it forgot I smoke. Coincidence? Or conspiracy? In Kalifornia, you kinda wonder. Of course there are no other rooms. So, as the CCCP Kalifornia news drones on, I sit here like a thirteen year old kid on the floor, drawing exaggerated puffs from my ultra light cigarette and blowing the smoke out the window. I wonder how much they'd charge me if they caught me. I'm probably being typically whitemale greedy and arrogant by occupying a "handicapped" room as well, when there may be some handicapped person who really needs it trying to make a reservation and getting turned down because I, in my selfishness, did not seek lodging elsewhere, like a true bleeding heart.
Wait. I have a metal hip. Does that count?
There's a commercial with a smiling hunter telling gun owners to comply with the law and turn in their previously legal property. On my way to this channel, I surfed past a show depicting two men in a passionate kiss, Jerry, Geraldo, and "Big Brother", a show I still can't figure why people watch. But the most appalling media event I witnessed today probably went largely unnoticed. It was a "conservative" talk radio show. I don't even remember the host's name. It was 870 AM out of LA Thursday afternoon between 5 and 6 PM PDT, if that helps anybody. The guest on the show was a young black man with aspirations of becoming a police officer on the L.A.P.D. He was one year away, he said, from completing his training. He had weighed in on the head-kicking incident back east and actually said that when black people see someone getting his head kicked in, they shouldn't "take it
personal". He said that a head kick was what was known as a "runner's fee" in police jargon. He quoted a little saying, "If you flee, you pay the fee," which seemed to amuse him. He said that videotaping a police action was a violation of a cop's "privacy" and that citizens should just pay no mind, because "it wasn't happening to them" or "they don't know the guy". Predictably, outraged callers came online to criticize this guy's point of view. Astonishingly, some people agreed with him. Sadly, not one respondent used the word "fascist", "gestapo", or
"illegal". The argument was reduced at times to callers shouting as the guest shouted, taunted, and insulted them as "trailer trash", "racist" and a number of other things.
The LAPD wannabe enlightened me to another term popular among the police: screen test. The "screen test" is when they have a suspect, who has presumably irritated them to some degree, handcuffed with his hands behind his back and confined in the back seat of a squad car. The driving officer will accelerate at a high rate of speed and then brake just as rapidly, to take mirth in the suspect's cranial collisions with the metal barrier between the front and back seats of the cruiser. The arrogance of this little globocop in training didn't drip, it didn't ooze, it gushed out of my radio, and I knew it wasn't a put on. He had everybody figured out and everybody was a scumbag. When he was pounding on a scumbag, everybody should mind their own business. He had a right to his privacy, and further, he believed that white people cheer him on. And maybe some of them do. I knew a cop once who told me that his job was to get up in the morning and F with Ns. He meant it. The scariest thing about this kid is that he is more the rule than the exception in a growing number of our cities. You have to wonder. If that's where he's coming from in the police force, how are they training the military? I hope the kid's captain gets a tape of the show and they kick him out of whatever little brownshirt academy he's in, if for no
other reason than the bad pr. Maybe he was a hundred percent phony, a provocateur even. It doesn't make it better. The morons calling into this show from all over the nation were arguing for or against the proposition that this piece of animated fecal tissue had the right to privacy while he whomped patootie on a suspect. They fell for it. They argued against him and not for themselves. If I'd only had a phone. If only one of YOU had heard this and had a phone....
You'd have told him, right? You'd have nailed this guy to the wall- you'd have called up and said:
"ALL RIGHT you little psycho nazi, let me fill you in on a little thing called attempted murder, and if you accidentally kill a guy, murder one nonetheless, because you premeditated the assault. Let me remind you that you work for me and that I am absolutely concerned about how you treat everybody, even scumbags, because how you treat others is how you will treat me and that is reason enough. You apparently do not understand that the suspect in Florida would have been completely justified in shooting and killing the officers who were kicking his head because they were in a very literal sense, presenting an unlawful lethal threat to him. Your attitude that assumes all civilians, as you regard them instead of citizens, are inferior to you because you're the man, or
you're gonna be, makes you particularly unsuited to police work, the military, and any profession requiring a double digit IQ. You are the kind of person that turns a nation against its leaders, and armies upon the people. The stench in your clothes is the smoke of burning cities, churches, and babies. You jackbooted thug wannabe. You won't last twenty minutes in the riot you start. If the citizens don't kill you your partner will. I wouldn't hire you to clean my barn. I hope LAPD has half my horse sense." I DO take it personal, meathead! Real personal!
You'd have said that, wouldn't you? Yup, I knew you would.
This is what we can expect, I expect, from the next generation of law enforcement, unless God-fearing police men and women stand up to the dumbing down of academy aspirants. Unless the people of this breakaway
democracy that used to be a state start right now to put this little komsomol clique behind the fryer at Wendy's where it belongs, they will be the first to huddle in fear when the black Marias roll up to their apartment buildings at midnight. Like the droogs of Kubrick's Clockwork Orange, Dim and his buddies will get paid for kicking heads, and enjoy it as much as ever.
I can't wait to get back to Arizona. Cops are generally friendler there. I wonder why that is.
God Bless-EP
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[This message has been edited by JimR (edited September 15, 2000).]
