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    This is a poem written by Trooper Mitchell Brown of the Virginia State Police. He was killed in the line of duty two months after writing this.

    Well, Mr. Citizen, it seems you've figured me out. I seem to fit neatly
    into the category where you've placed me. I'm stereotyped, standardized,
    characterized, classified, grouped, and always typical. Unfortunately,
    the reverse is true, I can never figure you out.

    From birth you teach your children that I'm the bogeyman, then you're
    shocked when they identify with my traditional enemy. the criminal!

    You accuse me of coddling criminals......until I catch your kids doing
    wrong.

    You may take an hour for lunch and several coffee breaks each day, but
    point me out as a loafer for having one cup.

    You pride yourself on your manners, but think nothing of disrupting my
    meals with your troubles.

    You raise heck with the guy who cuts you off in traffic, but let me
    catch
    you doing the same thing and I'm picking on you.

    You know all the traffic laws...but you've never gotten a single ticket
    you deserve.

    You shout "foul" if you observe me driving fast to a call, but raise
    the
    roof if I take more than ten seconds to respond to your complaint.

    You call it part of my job if someone strikes me, but call it police
    brutality if I strike back.

    You wouldn't think of telling your dentist how to pull a tooth or your
    doctor how to take out an appendix, yet you are always willing to give
    me pointers on the law.

    You talk to me in a manner that would get you a bloody nose from anyone else, but expect me to take it without batting an eye.

    You yell something's got to be done to fight crime, but you can't be
    bothered to get involved.

    You have no use for me at all, but of course it's OK if I change a flat
    for your wife, deliver your child in the back of the patrol car, or
    perhaps save your son's life with mouth to mouth breathing, or work many hours overtime looking for your lost daughter.

    So, Mr. Citizen, you can stand there on your soapbox and rant and rave
    about the way I do my work, calling me every name in the book, but never stop to think that your property, family, or maybe even your life depends on me or one of my buddies.

    Yes, Mr. Citizen, it's me...the lousy cop!
    Law abiding citizens sleep peacefully in their beds solely because dedicated men and women stand ready to do violence on their behalf.

  • #2
    You know, I've seen that many times, each time, it's attributed to different author.

    Does anyone know who the real author is?

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    • #3
      No idea occiferdave. I assumed it was this Trooper Brown, but I don't know...
      Law abiding citizens sleep peacefully in their beds solely because dedicated men and women stand ready to do violence on their behalf.

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      • #4
        Police magazine 10 years ago or so credited Frank and James Hibbs.
        Government is not the solution to our problem; government is the problem. - Ronald Reagan

        I don't think It'll happen in the US because we don't trust our government. We are a country of skeptics, raised by skeptics, founded by skeptics. - Amaroq

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        • #5
          i've always seen it attributed to a trooper who was killed in the line of duty not too long after writing the piece...but i don't remember the name...Mitchell Brown sounds right, though. don't know if that is the CORRECT author or not.
          This post has been rated PG-13 for your viewing pleasure.

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          • #6
            It's a great poem. It has been credited to various State Troopers who supposedly were killed not long after writing it. Mitchell Brown of the Va. State Police is the name that pops up the most. The Va. State Police has no record of a Mitchell Brown having ever been a Trooper, let alone having been killed on duty.
            Bottom line is it's still a great poem. Someone just aded the "fallen officer" for dramatic effect.
            "The streets of Philadelphia are safe...it's the people that make them unsafe"---Frank Rizzo
            http://hometown.aol.com/ppd9886/PhillyCopSpot.html

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