Police Officer Lt. Daniel Furseth explains why . . .
Today, I stopped caring about my fellow man.
I stopped caring about my community, my neighbors, and those I serve.
I stopped caring today because a once noble
profession has become despised, hated, distrusted, and mostly unwanted.
I stopped caring today because parents refuse
to teach their kids right from wrong and blame us when they are caught breaking
the law. I stopped caring today because parents tell their little kids to be
good or “the police will take you away” embedding a fear from year-one. Moms hate
us in their schools because we frighten them and remind them of the evil that
lurks in the world. They would rather we stay unseen, but close by if needed,
but readily available to “fix their kid”.
I stopped caring today because we work to
keep our streets safe from mayhem in the form of reckless, drunk, high, or
speeding drivers, only to be hated for it, yet hated even more because we
didn't catch the drunk before he killed someone they may know. Never less, we
are just another tool used by government to generate "revenue".
I stopped caring today because Liberals hate
the police as we carry guns, scare kids, and take away their drugs. We always
kill innocent people with unjust violence. We are called bullies for using a
taser during a fight, but are condemned further for not first tasing the guy
who pulls a gun on us. And if we do have to shoot, we are asked “why didn’t you
just shoot the gun out of their hand?” And when one of us is killed by the
countless attacks that do happen (but are rarely reported in the mainstream
media) the haters say, "Its just part of the job".
I stopped caring today because Conservatives
hate us as we are “the Government”. We try to take away their guns, freedoms,
and liberty at every turn. We represent a “Police State” where “jackbooted-badge
wearing thugs” randomly attack innocent people without cause or concern for
constitutional rights. We are Waco, Ruby Ridge, and Rodney King all rolled into
one lone police officer stopping to help change an old lady's tire.
I stopped caring today as no one wants us
around, but instantly demands answers, results, arrests, when a crime takes
place. If a crime isn't solved within the allocated 60 minutes it takes CSI on
television, we are inept, incompetent, or covering something up. If we do get
“lucky” it was just that and everyone with a Facebook account can post
wonderful comments of how “they” would solve the case and how “we” and not
nearly as clever.
I stopped caring today because a video of a
cop six states away, from a department that you never heard of, screws up and
forgets his oath of honor, thus firing up an internet lynch-mob of cop haters
because “we all do the same things” even though 99% of us work twice as hard
not to end up in the news and to still be “the good guys”. We are "militarized"
because we wear body armor and kevlar helmets when shots are fired or rocks
thrown at us and carry scary looking rifles even though everyone knows that
they are easier to shoot and are more accurate than a handgun or a shotgun.
I stopped caring today because the culture of
today’s instantly connected youth is only there to take and never give back. To
never accept responsibility for ones actions, but to blame everyone else
instead of themselves. To ask “what is in it for me?” versus “what can I do for
you?” To idolize gangsters, thugs, sexual promiscuous behavoir, and criminals
over hard work, dedication, and achievement. To argue that getting stoned
should be a right, yet getting a job or an education is a hassle. To steal
verus earn. To hate versus help.
Yes, I stopped caring today.
But tomorrow, I will put my uniform back
on,.................... and I will care again.
Lt. Daniel Furseth
DeForest Police (WI)
DeForest Police (WI)
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