My sister left a very well-paid and extremely cushy civil service job to join the police.
To do this she took a hefty pay cut and had to spend at least a year as a beat copper, dealing with drunks pissing in doorways at 3am etc. It is a fucking awful job and a) I’d never do it in a million fucking years and b) hats off to those that do. The hours are horrendous, it is by and large thankless work and you have to deal with literally the worst people in society all the time. They are nowhere near as corrupt in this country as in others, despite the bullshit claims of well-meaning but ultimately stupid middle class outraged student types.

BUT.

They are frequently total cunts. Of the police I have encountered the majority have been officious, petty-minded little Hitlers (not a compliment in this instance), sadly. It seems that the job appeals to small-minded bullies as well as do-gooding altruists. Someone told me once in jest that in Ireland the police there are always the youngest of seven brothers – this rang true with me. The bullied little boy whom no-one listened to, taking his revenge on the world…

Lusty’s father is ex Old Bill and he’s a fantastic chap, but he ended up rather disillusioned by the job and I’ll bet my sister ends up feeling this way too. I fear the goods ones are in a minority and the bureaucracy is unbelievable.

Alt: couldn't give a shit - I'd be happy to be turned into dog food, that would at least have a purpose.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 25 Oct 2011, 10:57, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

Turn you into a nice dry meat.

(Set your faces to Stunned Bigly, Tue 25 Oct 2011, 11:07, Reply)

mMMMmmmmMMmmm

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 25 Oct 2011, 11:08, Reply)

...eat

( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Tue 25 Oct 2011, 11:09, Reply)