It's important for children to learn at a young age that the Fourth Amendment no longer exists.

I was a SWAT kid.

Send the kids in first. Smaller targets are harder to hit.

Marcus Aurelius: It's important for children to learn at a young age that the Fourth Amendment no longer exists.

Man, I never had that kind of fun when Dad took me along for "career day"...

I hope they got to break the door down, or slap a drug runner around.

So did the dealers have to bribe the children as well that day?

This is too similar to something i saw this week about bringing your daughters to work - in The Green Zone!?!

I'm sorry, but that was highly farktarded of them to do that, and they should be fired with extreme prejudice. No benefits, no pensions, no referrals. In fact, they should be arrested for endangering the welfare of a minor child.

"Oh, but it was for teh war on drugz, we can't afford to lose theze fine officers."

The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no Warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by Oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized.

Oh, I see now that there are absolutely no circumstances under which your home be searched. That's good to know. So if my home is searched it's must be because the 4th amendment no longer applies.

Dad: "See kids, they guy had a good full time job and a family, but he liked to grow a few plants to smoke on his own time. So we need to ruin his life and family, and send him to jail for a few decades. Oh, and we get to keep his stuff as well."

Kid: "Wow daddy, you're an *sshole. No wonder my friends daddies call you a pig."

Siamese Bream: So did the dealers have to bribe the children as well that day?

No the children just get to share in the drugs they "lost" after they seized them.

Sounds pretty cool to me.

Marcus Aurelius: It's important for children to learn at a young age that the Fourth Amendment no longer exists.

Sort of like this (new window)?.

Sounds like a lot more fun than the "shut up and sit over there by the copier out of everyone's way" take your kid to work day I had when I was a kid.

Check out the escaped monkey story further down the page.

I wish my parents were in the SWAT. My mom is a school bus driver. I rode with her to work EVERYDAY. bah.

/jealous of kid

Subby will respect mah authoritah!!

This article was too short and didn't tell you anything. How old were the kids? Did they get to wear the same protective gear as the SWAT team?
Check out the link to the right about the Fanged Fish washing ashore in a pond. That video was way better than this stupid article.

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I wonder if they went to hooters afterwards

Better than your kid doing the raiding than being raided!

/drtfa

How about some child endangerment charges and a visit from CPS?

I am assuming it was more of a "stay in the truck across the street" than a "OK Bobby, kick the door a little harder this time, it'll open."

But this is Fark so everyone jump to conclusions. Don't forget to mention how much you hate cops. Ya know, the underpaid people that put themselves in harms way for John Q Public.

/yeah, some cops are assholes but not all of them

Marcus Aurelius: It's important for children to learn at a young age that the Fourth Amendment no longer exists.

Nor the First. That's a trip to Guantanamo for you, Marcus Aurelius (not sure why you weren't already there with that foreign sounding name).

Sounds like it's time for one of these segments.

The LAPD party bus approves

My father worked the night shift as a doctor in an emergency room. He was always taking me and my sister to work with him. We'd hang out in the doctor's "lounge" or help the unit secretary with filing. Of course, we also got to see all of the traumas and codes that were brought in. The one that sticks in my memory the most was a guy who was burnt over 99% of his body; he was still alive but they couldn't intubate or get a line in him because his skin was so charred, so they had split his skin open to help with the pain. Oh, and the smell.

/was maybe seven or eight?

Srsly. The kids were probably in a van across the street. Still stupid, still dangerous. Reprimand, counsel, and punish the officers? Yes. Fire them? No.

Is your gas mask on nice and tight, Jimmy?

My dad was a young cop in a small town (just south of the middle of nowhere) when my sister and I were 4 year old twins...We were driving on the freeway to the nearest city in his "take home" (unmarked) car when the dispatcher transmitted an APB for a car which had just robbed the biggest bank in town (60 miles away)...About 2 minutes later, the bad guys passed us doing about 90 miles an hour (speed limit was 70 or 75 then). Dad sped up to about 85, and radioed ahead (where they decided to set up a road block) keeping them in sight to make certain they didn't exit the freeway. At this stage, he made my sister and I lay down on the floorboards in the backset, in case any shots were fired. Bad guys slowed down when they saw the roadblock ahead, and tried to do a 180 degree turn (going the wrong way on the shoulder), at which point dad screeched to a halt, and jumped out of the car with a very scary looking army style pump action shotgun, as he chambered a round and leveled it out on them they slowed down and parked. We couldn't see what was happening (still face down in the backseat), but they tell me that the first highway patrolman on the scene reached into the passenger side window (which was rolled down), and pulled the passenger out through the window with ONE HAND, while the next three officers extracted the driver out his door and laid them both on the pavement (which was something north of 100 degrees that summer day)...Money and several guns were laying on the seat between them, but they didn't have the cajones for a shootout. My mom (a civilian with a carry permit) had her door open and was providing cover with S&W revolver, just like Angie Dickinson. I couldn't have been more proud of both of my parents that day.

This was long before "take your kids to work" ever existed (1971 or '72). Even at that young age, I understood what was happening and thought it was very cool. I still admire the boys in blue as much as I ever did. Cops and robbers, good guys and bad guys, black and white. It's not real complicated, most of the time.

I don't understand why so many people harbor such vitriolic passion towards law enforcement, unless you were arrested under a case of mistaken identity or shot at/thumped on by some idiot like that off duty officer in San Diego who just unloaded on the mother and her 8 year old child (which happens VERY infrequently).

I like to think the silent majority shares my respect for law enforcement. Later on (in the second grade), two of my classmates (whose fathers both worked for the Sheriff's Department) were executed by scumbags. I don't remember the father's name, but the kids were Michelle Vickers and Kenny Hennessy. I still remember the look on their faces when we dropped by to give them a casserole after the memorial services.

I hope they managed to grow up and create a normal life having endured the traumatic loss of their fathers at such a young age.

whiskeyinthejar [TotalFark] Quote 2008-04-05 04:03:00 PM
My father worked the night shift as a doctor in an emergency room. He was always taking me and my sister to work with him. We'd hang out in the doctor's "lounge" or help the unit secretary with filing. Of course, we also got to see all of the traumas and codes that were brought in. The one that sticks in my memory the most was a guy who was burnt over 99% of his body; he was still alive but they couldn't intubate or get a line in him because his skin was so charred, so they had split his skin open to help with the pain. Oh, and the smell.

/was maybe seven or eight?

And I'm guessing the lesson of "don't play with fire" really set in that night?

Link to The Onion

I found a link on Officer's Hennesay and Vickers. My second grade memory failed me on the spelling of Kenny's last name, and the fact they were officers of the Police Department (not the Sheriff's Office).

Link to the "In Memorium" post (pops) scroll down to the fourth entry.

CowboyUpCowgirlDown: ...I still admire the boys in blue as much as I ever did. Cops and robbers, good guys and bad guys, black and white. It's not real complicated, most of the time.

I don't understand why so many people harbor such vitriolic passion towards law enforcement, unless you were arrested under a case of mistaken identity or shot at/thumped on by some idiot like that off duty officer in San Diego who just unloaded on the mother and her 8 year old child (which happens VERY infrequently).

The problem is the difference between the ideal and reality. In the ideal world, police officers are there to help and protect people and to find and arrest criminals. In the real world, a lot of power hungry, ignorant, ruthless jackholes see the opportunity to be a police officer as their way to have power and use/abuse that power over other people. The cop that does his job for 20 years and doesn't ever make the headlines is the guy most of us never hear about. The guy that uses his badge to enable his thuggery gets all the headlines. If guy number one and his similar counterparts stopped putting up with guy number two, we the people wouldn't hate the entire group so much. We can't tell which one is which until it's too late. That and the fact that they seem to be so happy to enforce a bunch of laws that so many people disagree with (WoD, stupid regulations, etc). It's always easier to hate the messenger, since he's the one standing there. I've had decent experiences with cops considering the various situations, but they've not once made the situation any better for me.

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Damn...you beat me too it

phestry: If guy number one and his similar counterparts stopped putting up with guy number two, we the people wouldn't hate the entire group so much. We can't tell which one is which until it's too late.

Yeah. I used to believe that "bad cops" were the minority, until a couple years ago we had a very obvious case of police brutality (resulting in multiple officers fired, federal charges, etc.,) and when one of the officers eventually testified against the rest, the officer was left without back-up multiple times on dangerous late night runs. I believe the officer may have finally left the force. This indicates not just the individually prosecuted officers were "bad eggs" but many of the officers in a district on that shift were in support of criminal, brutal, bad cops.

So yeah. We had one good cop on that shift at that district, but I guess no more. Since there were quite a few that got booted, I can only hope that the net average active badness has still managed to decrease.

phestry: CowboyUpCowgirlDown: ...I still admire the boys in blue as much as I ever did. Cops and robbers, good guys and bad guys, black and white. It's not real complicated, most of the time.

I don't understand why so many people harbor such vitriolic passion towards law enforcement, unless you were arrested under a case of mistaken identity or shot at/thumped on by some idiot like that off duty officer in San Diego who just unloaded on the mother and her 8 year old child (which happens VERY infrequently).

The problem is the difference between the ideal and reality. In the ideal world, police officers are there to help and protect people and to find and arrest criminals. In the real world, a lot of power hungry, ignorant, ruthless jackholes see the opportunity to be a police officer as their way to have power and use/abuse that power over other people. The cop that does his job for 20 years and doesn't ever make the headlines is the guy most of us never hear about. The guy that uses his badge to enable his thuggery gets all the headlines. If guy number one and his similar counterparts stopped putting up with guy number two, we the people wouldn't hate the entire group so much. We can't tell which one is which until it's too late. That and the fact that they seem to be so happy to enforce a bunch of laws that so many people disagree with (WoD, stupid regulations, etc). It's always easier to hate the messenger, since he's the one standing there. I've had decent experiences with cops considering the various situations, but they've not once made the situation any better for me.

I was going to say pretty much the same thing. I know that any time I have a traffic stop (like a light out,) part of me panics. My name is pretty common and I fear that I could come up on a list. That happened to one of my sisters at a store and after the clerks stalled her, the cops came and took her to a back room to ask her a million questions. They realized that they had the wrong person, but she doesn't shop in person any more and does everything on line.

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Taking your brother-in-law is alright though, right?

CowboyUpCowgirlDown: My mom (a civilian with a carry permit) had her door open and was providing cover with S&W revolver, just like Angie Dickinson. I couldn't have been more proud of both of my parents that day.

You had me until you tried to tell us that a civilian with a CCW permit did something useful instead of firing wildly at anything that moves.

CowboyUpCowgirlDown: I found a link on Officer's Hennesay and Vickers. My second grade memory failed me on the spelling of Kenny's last name, and the fact they were officers of the Police Department (not the Sheriff's Office).

Link to the "In Memorium" post (pops) scroll down to the fourth entry.

Cheezewhizz Christ! Did you see the post immediately underneath? "27-year-old Officer Charles Strawhun was accidentally shot and killed inside of the Holtville Police Station by another officer."

How on earth could that happen unless there are some truly moranic cops out there? How'd you be being Strawhun's family? Slightly bitter maybe?

tinsel: How on earth could that happen unless there are some truly moranic cops out there?

Back in college there was a debate about keeping the cops armed on campus and I went through the old issues of the paper and found a few stories, including one who was disarmed by a shoplifter in a bookstore and another who managed to accidentally take out a SINK while using the men's room.

Far less tragic.