I wanted to post something last night after I saw the news. I decided I should wait until today so I could have a chance to cool down a little. That backfired. I’m even more angry today.
Often people tell me that I have a way of saying things eloquently. This will not be eloquent. It will not be pleasant and it will not be an enjoyable read. This is straight from the heart of a pissed off police wife. You have been warned.
So many times, in the past few years I have written a post in response to yet another officer down. So often I have cried. So often I have been frustrated by the way the nation seems to overlook the loss of yet another hero. So often I have begged and pleaded with people to understand that the anti-police rhetoric they’re promoting is making the world a more dangerous place. But I have no desire to do any of that today. I have tried to express my anger in a way that is inclusive and supporting, not too harsh or abrasive, both logical and emotional. But today I can’t care about any of that. Today, I don’t actually care what anyone thinks anymore.
Today, I am just livid.
Last night my husband sat searching the news, his head in his hands, the grief on his face…again. Last night he reassured me that he’s not afraid to die…again. Last night he held me and kissed my hair and we prayed he would come home safe…again. Last night we sat down to pray with our children and I wiped away tears as he prayed for our blue family to stay strong and be comforted through this loss…again. Last night I looked at our babies and wondered how I would tell them their daddy wasn’t coming home if I was the next wife to get a knock on the door…again. Last night we read the devastated posts from friends who worked with these officers…again. This morning he flipped on the bedroom light to look for his mourning band to slip on his badge…again.
This morning I checked the news to see if there were any updates there before checking in our LE related groups. All the headlines were about Trump, or Kavanaugh or the FBI. There wasn’t a single headline on one major news network and another had it buried toward the bottom somewhere after a headline about illnesses in lions.
Apparently, 7 officers shot isn’t news.
I’m sick of it.
So, I’m going to say my piece and hope maybe something sticks. If not, at least I’ll feel better having it off my chest.
To the people who celebrate when cops are killed…screw you. You’re the lowest of the low. You’re either unbelievably ignorant or unbelievably evil…probably both. I have nothing further to say to you.
To the people who make stupid comments like “well this is what they signed up for:” please tell me where you are with that logic when a criminal gets shot! If you’re out making your living robbing other people or running drugs or in other ways breaking the law it’s what you signed up for too, right??? But nobody says that when it’s the neighborhood thug that ends up killed. Nobody wants to use that logic then, now do they? Somehow, THEY are an innocent victim…but the cops? They signed up for this. I mean, this is just par for the course…to be expected.
You know what? You’re right. These officers put themselves in this situation. Willingly. They walked into a situation they knew they could die in. Because they wanted money? HA! Go ahead and look up what officers in South Carolina make then tell me if that amount is worth dying for to you. I’ll wait.
No. They put themselves there because they took an oath to protect and serve. They had a job to do. They put themselves in harms way just like thousands of officers do Every. Single. Day. all across America. They do it to protect YOU.
You think they didn’t count the cost? You think they don’t see what’s happening across the country? You think they don’t always have this in the back of their minds? You think they don’t see the worry on their spouse’s face? The fear in their children’s eyes? You think they don’t know what this entails?
Quit talking about how it’s “what they signed up for” and start thinking about WHY they signed up for it. What on earth is worth this??? What are you willing to die for??? You really think thousands of officers are willing to die for a paycheck? For the ability to write a ticket? Get out of here.
It takes sacrifice, TRUE sacrifice…and a desire to protect that is stronger than your own will to live. THAT’S the kind of person who “signs up” for this- that you flippantly suggest are just an unfortunate casualty of doing a job. Let that sink in.
To the people who are oh-so-quick to criticize the police and have nothing supportive to say…to those who spread lies and media stories without waiting for facts…to those who pass judgment when they’ve never been in the situation…to those who incite violence, riot, burn cities or condone or excuse such action or rhetoric…this is on you. Their blood is on you.
You did this.
Your carelessness, hatred, vitriol and downright stupidity has created an environment that has resulted in officers being shot, attacked, ambushed and/or killed nearly every single day.
I’m sick of your crap. I’m sick of your sad stories about how the police were mean to you after you held up that grocery store. I’m sick of your Facebook Live videos about how the evil police shot some poor, innocent kid after he pulled a gun on them. I’m sick of your viral social media posts about how you were mistreated by some racist cop when body cam footage shows he was absolutely polite and respectful the entire encounter. I’m sick of the cops always being the bad guys even when its abundantly clear they were in the right. I’m sick of all the people who will share that nonsense, but not utter a word when 7 cops are gunned down. I’m sick of all of it.
To the mothers who put their babies in tee shirts with the faces of criminals emblazoned on them and make them into role models but teach your kids that police are evil and the enemy and not to be respected…you’re 100% responsible when they end up following the same path and end up the same way. You can’t raise a child to idolize a criminal and then act surprised when they do criminal things. And you can’t be a criminal and expect to never have an encounter with the law. It’s basic common sense. Stop glorifying horrible human beings.
To those of you who just don’t say anything at all to show support of law enforcement, defend them or mourn their deaths so you don’t upset some of your friends…you’re cowards. These men and women will run into a hail of bullets to save your sorry behind, but you don’t want anyone to criticize you or call you names for supporting them. You are the epitome of being made and kept safe by better men than yourselves.
To those of you in government positions and positions of local, state and federal authority….ohhhhh I have put this one off a long time so as not to step on any toes but I am SO DONE today. I have so much I want to say to so many of you that I cannot because my Grammy reads my posts. But if I ever had the chance to speak my mind in person to you, the resulting anger expressed would be offensive enough to make Samuel L. Jackson blush.
You want your towns safe. You want security at your council meetings. You want these men and women to work countless hours under extreme pressure and be willing to DIE to defend your city…but you want to pay them so little that they can’t even afford to LIVE in your town without a second income or an insane amount of extra duties! Is that what their lives are worth to you? Funny, you can afford your salaries, your fancy retreats and all the perks that come with your job, but you can’t find anywhere in the budget to allow for the hiring of a few more officers so the ones you have could…oh…I dunno…maybe eat lunch every now and again…extravagant request…I know. And your excuse is that that’s what officers at other agencies in the area are getting paid so it’s OK. No…it’s not OK. I’m going to pull out my mom voice for a minute and remind you that just because everyone is doing something doesn’t make it right.
I happen to think if someone is willing to die for me, I should maybe make sure they know they’re appreciated and valuable. Give them everything I possibly can. Not give them the bare minimum and then throw them under the bus for doing their jobs when somebody gets mad.
If you’ve paid out settlements to the families of criminals whose actions not only cost their own lives, but endangered the lives of countless other people, you’re the problem.
If you’re a judge who has let someone out on an easy bond after shooting or killing an officer, you’re a despicable excuse for a human being.
If you’re a politician who drafts laws to make it harder for cops to do their jobs, further endangers officers’ lives, or provides further protection to criminals making it easier for them to get out and do it again or who goes to the press and makes premature statements that paint law enforcement in a negative light without waiting for facts, may your carelessness and willingness to sell out for wealth or political gain not be forgotten come election time and “may posterity forget ye were our countrymen.”
Finally, to my blue family…officers and those who love them…I know you’re tired. I know you’re worn down. I know it hurts. I know every time this happens you worry you’re next. I wish I could fix it. I wish I could make it better. Keep holding the line. What you do matters…even if people are too dumb to see it.
Every child you save, every thief you put behind bars, every victim you console, every pedophile you catch, every murder you solve, every drug dealer you get off the streets…it all makes a difference. I know you carry the weight of every call…every case…every murder…ever suicide…every assault…every child death…every day for the rest of your lives. Please know you aren’t alone. Look out for each other. The rest of the world may seem to be against you, but blue is deeper than blood.
“There are three types of people in this world: Sheep, wolves and sheepdogs. Some people prefer to believe evil doesn’t exist in the world, and if it ever darkened their doorstep, they wouldn’t know how to protect themselves. Those are the sheep. Then you’ve got the predators, they use violence to prey on the weak. They’re the wolves. Then there are those who have been blessed with the gift of aggression and an overpowering need to protect the flock. These men are a rare breed who live to confront the wolf. They are the sheep dog.” -American Sniper