Friday, August 28, 2009

Lull Me To Sleep

I hope something scares you. I don't want anything bad to happen to you or any of your folks. I just want you to do something routine and have something scare you a bit. Just for a moment. Maybe not even enough that you will even react externally, but something that will make your heart skip a beat or jump to your throat.

Every year you will do a zillon traffic stops, alarm calls, pedestrian stops, handle many calls over an over again, each one unique, yet each one remarkably the same, almost identical nature. As a result you will slip quietly into a routine. You will do the same thing, the same way, as you have always done, as a thousand cops before you have always do it. Nothing ever happens becomes nothing ever will happen.

Then one day something will happen. That guy reaching into his glove box for his registration will pull out his revolver instead. That guy going for his wallet, will pull out his Walther. That liquor store hold up alarm that you always get to ten minutes after the hold up man is gone; you will arrive at while the hold up man is walking out the door with a shotgun. You won't be ready. You pre-dispo'd the call in your head, if not on the radio. So, I hope something scares you just a little bit. Helps to keep you from falling into the deadly arms of routine; that's what the SGT Says.

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