No School Like The Old School

I was broken in by old schoolers. When we were assigned a territory we were expected to take care of it. No excuses. Our sergeants, lieutenants and captains were mostly WWII and Korean War vets. They didn't put up with much and neither did the people they broke in. I freely admit that I would not last as a modern day police officer, I'd be arrested within a week for beating the tar our of some idiot.

I cannot ascertain the veracity or source of the following rant, but I share it's sentiments.

TO: Anyone who will listen
FROM: A retired old school cop
SUBJECT: 86 & 12

That was the score 4th of July (2013) weekend in Chicago. 86 shot (actually puncture wounds) twelve dead, Chicago stopped counting graze wounds and only counts actual bullet holes now, you don't count if you get your nose or ear shot off. Chicago is also a city three quarters of which is unsafe to walk in. The thug and gang infested South, West and East sides are expanding like a cancer while the few remaining safe neighborhoods are shrinking annually due largely in part to scattered site housing.

This is the crowning achievement of our politicians and the social engineers, who long ago decided that big, bad, brutish policemen were no longer needed. So it came to pass that in the 70's they started forcing females onto the department. That did away with height and strength requirements. They then decided that the correct rainbow of colors was needed. To accomplish this they lowered the aptitude tests and created quotas. That did away with intelligence and integrity requirements. Of course gays could not be excluded either. The ideal candidate for promotion became a black transvestite with a Spanish surname.
Our weapons were next on their agenda. Blackjacks, zap gloves and the like were banned. Our shotguns were moved from the front seat to the trunk, from the trunk to the radio room and from there just disappeared. New ammunition was issued which was so inadequate it would ricochet off of car windshields. And God help you if you hit someone with your flashlight.
Finally the politicians got rid of the real Policemen. The old dinosaurs were lured into early retirements and replaced with internal affairs weenies and gays with a decent sprinkling of color. The brutish "Old Clancey" stereotype was laid to rest and replaced by "Officers Ken & Barbie." The end result is a department that is befuddled, cow towed, hamstrung, weak and totally not feared by the thugs and gang bangers, but oh so politically correct.

The City has succeeded in ridding itself of the brutish dinosaur cops of old and has replaced them with little girls and college yuppies who wouldn't know a bad guy if he shit in their face. They have invented new politically correct terms like Wilding and Flash Mobs to describe Black Mob Violence which is rapidly spreading into the once "Safe Zones" of Michigan Avenue, River North and Wrigleyville.

After you have been shot, raped or robbed Officers Ken & Barbie will arrive and write a most excellent report with perfect grammar and punctuation which will be fed into a State of the Art computer which will crunch and manipulate the numbers precisely. Me, I long for the old days when Clancey crunched and manipulated the thugs before I became the next victim.

All of this in the most corrupt city, most corrupt county, most corrupt state in the country, whose political leaders zealously and vehemently fight to impose the most restrictive gun control legislation in the nation. If you believe Officers Ken & Barbie are going to protect you and yours, you had better get your head out of your butt and smell the coffee. Old Clancey is retired, it's now up to you to protect yourself.

Rejoice oh liberals, you have gotten exactly what you wanted. Hope you enjoy it!
Sincerely, a retired old school cop (from O'Brien Street)

Thanks Charlie, from one old schooler to another.