Police Cause More Crime Than They Prevent

In small towns the cops get bored and just watch the teenagers for the smallest of crimes. The only kind of people that grow up and want to join the police in small towns are those that loved to be assholes in high school. I mean what could be a better job for someone that loves to bully others around and get away with it? Being a cop would be better than a bully because then there really are no ways you can get in trouble for it. I read a book on how police are supposed to act, it was a training guide for them, and it was not surprisingly the only book at library on police. It said at the end that they're supposed to treat the people they arrest with respect unless I show them none. I show them respect and yet I've never seen any respect from them. It also said in the book that the law actually gives them permission to break a window and bust down a door if they feel like it.

I have been pulled over twice on the road. Once was for shutting off my lights at night and the other was for running a red light. The red light turned red as I went under it and as I turned right around the corner there was a police officer in his car. I had already seen two police officers in cars before that one so I thought for sure that there wasn't going to be ANOTHER ONE, but sure enough there was. I tried to be respectful, but he actually yelled at me. Not just a lecture, he yelled at me and said I better watch myself since I'd already been pulled over twice and I was only 16. The other time I got pulled over I tried to be as respectful as I could, but he basically called me stupid and laughed when I told him I shut off my lights for a second to see if I could see the lines on the road with the full moon that was out. He smirked, laughed, and walked away when he was done. I really hate cops.

All police are assholes, complete assholes. I hate them so much. To quote Team America, “All assholes want to do is to shit all over everything”. My friends were arrested after they broke into a house; they broke a fire alarm, spilled a beer, and broke a chair. When the cops came, they busted down the door Rambo style, cracked open a window, and they were allowed to. It's in their police handbooks and rules. They didn't need to, but like all police officers, they had absolute power and absolute power corrupts all men. My friends ended up being sued $46,000 for spilling a beer thanks to the criminal justice system. The court let the owners of the house sue them for that much so the carpet could be professionally cleaned, professionally taken out, and professionally put back in. They also needed to clean up the mess made by the cops. When they went to jail they were served brown water, brick hard macaroni, and stale chips. They could have prevented all this by not committing the crime, but the cops were complete assholes in dealing with them. The criminal justice system is set up this way so the cops can do whatever they want, the local economy will be stimulated, and the government can make some money off the crimes people commit. They also want people to commit these crimes so they want the cops to create all this animosity so the people will commit more crimes. The more rules our society has the more money they can make off the more people that want to commit these crimes. Rules create animosity between people.

I've seen many families go through a lot of hard times because of rules, a girl's family that I knew, my friends' (that were arrested) families, and my dad's family when he was growing up. They all had similarities. They were all very religious, right wing Christian familes, and that's why I occasionally lose my respect for these kinds of people.. They set up rules that they demanded that their kids follow those rules, the kids broke the rules because they were there, and much more violence was created because of it. My dad became an alcoholic around age thirteen when his mom didn't want to talk to him anymore because he was growing up and his dad was also an alcoholic. He and his mother used to have a really close relationship when he was a child, but when he got to his teenage years and needed help with his problems in school, puberty, or whatever he had no one to talk to. My grandma wouldn't even acknowledge him, my grandpa was no help because of his drinking, so he turned to drinking because he had no where else to go. His parents also set up so many rules about being on time, being a good Catholic, never doing drugs, and doing whatever they said. He became an alcoholic and joined the army as soon as he finished high school, his sister married an abusive husband while she was in the army, and his other sister left home when she was 15 with an 18 year-old drug dealer.