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Maybe it was a little harsh to generalise about ALL policemen. There are probably plenty out there who do their job with commitment and integrity.
Just not in my area.
When I was nine, my mother called the police late one night because several druggies were trying to break into our house, which is adjacent to a common that a lot of people use as a short cut. We assumed said men to be druggies due to their behaviour, which involved much whooping and shouting of "gonna kill you..." My mum called the police and was told a response could take up to twenty minutes. It actually took one hour and forty.
It's hard to see much that could take priority over a mother and two young children alone in a house with people trying to break in shouting about killing, especially on a week night. And when, the next day, it transpired that some neighbours had heard them and also called the police, it was even harder. Makes it unclear exactly where the taxes go.
A couple of weeks back, I was home for weekend and there were some kids setting off fireworks on the same common, aiming them at passers-by. When I came out of the common on the other side I saw a policeman and woman, maybe a five minute walk from the common. I told them about the kids and got a blank stare, and an "oh, okay, we'll check it out..." When I passed back that way, a couple of hours later, they were still there. Way to lay down the law.
So yeah, I'm sure some policemen do their job well, but the two above incidents represent my personal experience with the police in its entirety. I'm sure you'll forgive me if I'm a tad jaded!
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