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For years I worked as police reporter for the Washington Times, spending long hours in squad cars in various cities getting to know cops well. Now I listen to nice white people in the suburbs, and self-assured voices from National Public Radio (NPR), talking about the police. They know nothing of the world where the police work. They do not know the bad sections at three AM, the yawning dark alleys and lightless facades of buildings, the boredom, and the radio, the soul of a squad car, the laconic chat of the net. Slow night.
Not all are slow. I rode one night with the Arlington force, the Virginia county just outside of Washington. The call came: “Man down, gunshots reported.” Dark residential street, tree-lined, too late for the suburban houses to have lights. The guy, maybe Hispanic or Asian, was on his back, breathing but not moving. The bullet had cut a furrow in the top of his head, brains swelling out like pink vaginal lips. We listened to the stertorous breathing. There was nothing to do. The ambulance came and the paramedics worked on the guy. There was no point in it, but it is what they are paid to do.
You see things you don’t want to see. On a foot beat, in the Shaw district of DC, late, streets empty, we found a blonde woman, maybe 30, crawling on the sidewalk, drunk, bottle of whisky clutched in one hand. Late-stage alcoholism. Seeing a cop, she crawled toward an alley, hugging her bottle. She had wet her pants.
We walked on. The cop wasn’t heartless, but it was Saturday night, the jails and shelters would be full, and there is nowhere that wants a terminal alky. What was her story? Bad marriage? Lost her job? Everybody has a story.
From the Virginia side of Key Bridge across the Potomac, a bike path runs through grass past the Pentagon to the Washington Sailing Marina. Someone had reported a foul smell. I and three cops went to investigate. Following the smell, we found a dead guy in a clump of bushes. Judging by the pistol next to him, he had offed himself. A dead guy after several days in the August sun is not attractive, skull white where not covered by black gunch, remnants of face sliding off.
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Cops see this stuff. You can’t let it get to you, so you do the macho thing. So do female cops. This time someone said, “Maybe mouth-to-mouth would save him.” There was grossed-out laughter. It wasn’t contempt. Nobody thought the dead guy was funny. But you can’t let it get to you. It turned out later that he had a hard breakup with his girlfriend.
You probably don’t know what “immersion cuffs” are. If you hold a little girl’s hands in boiling water, the submerged part puffs up pink, like cuffs. That there is a name for this suggests that it is not isolated. Cops know about these things. They see them. It is why they grind their teeth at night and have a high divorce rate. One cop told me that he had turned down a job on the child-abuse unit because he would kill somebody. Abuse by police can have its appeal.
A Maryland cop once invited me to his home and was showing me photos of things he had seen on the job. One was of a human face that had been completely skinned with an X-ACTO knife. See? It’s not a job. It’s an adventure.
In the sprawling, crazy nights in the big cities, a camaraderie unites the three street trades: police, fire, and ambulance. If the crews do not know each other personally, which they often do, there is a unity that comes of sharing a world that nobody else knows. You likely have never tried to intubate a man copiously spewing blood from his mouth after going through a windshield, crushing his chest. You might think something wrong with people who can stand around such a scene talking about whether you are going to Jack’s barbecue Saturday. You can’t let it get to you.
Things can be amusing in a screwy way. Ages ago, when Reagan emptied the asylums onto the streets, one of these mandated escapees was a woman who entered office buildings and turned off lights, announcing herself as being with the Trash Police, who don’t exist. Finally, the police told me, she decided to help the telephone company by putting on a pair of pole-climbers in one of their trucks and began trying to climb a pole. This allowed the cops to invoke “danger to herself or others” and take her off the street.
The racial element is always there with police, because almost all the crime is perpetrated by blacks. At NPR, saying this would elicit cries of racism. NPR does not live in the real world. Cops do. For them, the racial makeup of crime is a matter of daily observation. Blacks dislike cops, and cops come not to like blacks. The black world deep in the big cities is another country, another civilization, and immiscible with the outlying white culture. Black cops know this as well as white cops know it.
Sometimes you can just about lose all belief in human decency. The small black girl found in a dumpster, wrapped in garbage bags, something like 30 pounds underweight for her age. She had rope burns on her wrists, some fresh and open wounds, others just scars. It turned out that she had always been kept in a closet and barely fed. She died, it was concluded, because to muffle her cries her parents had put her in a hooded jacket backwards and she had suffocated.
Think what you will of cops. They are not perfect. But they are out there, day and night, amid the blood and snot and cum, the screaming freshly-raped girls and the desperate old women dying amid their vodka bottles, and the insane and miserable. Try it, and then judge.
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Excellent essay.
Did Reagan empty the asylums? I always assumed it was “the judges.”
Reagan as governor of California signed the Lanterman-Petris-Short Act into law in 1967 which started the trend to close down the mental institutions of his and other states that followed California’s lead.
Conservatives supported the action because it reduced government spending, while liberals liked it because it went with the prevailing zeitgeist that it was society that was sick, not the schizophrenics that refused to conform to norms.
Many of these bedeviled souls were cast out into the streets where they eventually got arrested and sent to prisons where their mental states were inflamed in the same sense as pouring gasoline onto a fire. Like welfare reform, it merely passed the problem from one government agency to another that was even less capable of handling it.
It’s my understanding that another pertinent factor had to do with anti-psychotic pharmaceuticals. The belief was that schizophrenics and other similarly affected people would greatly benefit from more advanced drugs to regulate their mood swings, delusions, and so forth. The most blindly optimistic proponents may have even thought that psych meds would “cure” these unfortunate people, and thus render asylums obsolete.
It’s a nice idea, and I’m sure that there’s probably a non-trivial number of the afflicted who greatly benefit from these drugs, but I also seriously doubt that they work perfectly in every case.
Moreover, even if the drugs work, some patients might refuse them; whereas others may take their meds for a while, start to feel (and also function) better — only to then decide that they don’t need them anymore. Soon enough, the voices return, and these poor souls are right back in the gutter, or in jail, or in the cemetery.
Wasili, I think you are correct.
In Los Angeles, I knew a few people that worked in the system and all of them were quite honest about the problems. A large number of the homeless (White homeless) want to be homeless; they do not want to be housed or assisted (but they do want free meals, apparently). They want the responsibility-free lifestyle. The schizophrenics won’t take their medicines. Southern California, with its mild weather, is the place to be if you want to live on your own, outdoors.
100% correct. Most bums WANT to be bums. In liberal Democrat-run cities, they can live almost as well on welfare – without working – as they can with a full-time minimum wage job. I think I’d prefer to be a bum, spending my days reading classic literature and CC, than to work a boring minimum wage job.
But also, to be accurate, an enormous number of bums in 2024 are drug abusers, especially now with the fentanyl explosion.
I crunched data in the clinical research unit of the state psychiatric hospital when I was in college. The anti-schizophrenic medications mostly do not work.
Bums are bums. They aren’t nearly as psychotic as they want mainstream society to view them. I had yet another eye-opening experience of this just last summer. A maybe 40-something scumbag (maybe younger but prematurely aged; not sure; skinny, missing teeth, unwashed, scummy, doubtless a drug fiend) in the mid-evening was walking around my neighborhood supermarket parking lot yelling at cars and everyone in general. I was speaking to a neighbor acquaintance I’d run into in front of the store, and observing these antics. After a few minutes, the scum heads over to near where we were, and starts grabbing a large stack of grocery flyers, shouting to his older hobo companion as he did so, “These are really good for fires, man; we’ll get a good one over in — [the name of a park a block or so away]”.
This area has a fairly high fire danger level, and these scumbags often create their own impromptu (and illegal) “fire-pits”. So I walked over to the scum and very loudly said, “No, you’re not taking all those flyers, and you’re not building any fires in my neighborhood. Actually, GET THE F— OUT OF MY NEIGHBORHOOD! NOW!”
His older hobo buddy, probably my age, comes rushing over, and starts repeating, “Oh no, there won’t be fires! There won’t be any fires! There won’t be fires!” etc. Meanwhile, the subhuman simply dropped the stack of flyers on the ground, and had gone into the supermarket. Not 10 minutes later, there’s an altercation going on inside the store, visible by me and my pal looking through the plate glass, and, amazingly, several cop cars show up almost immediately. Apparently, the scum had threatened to pull a gun on someone inside the store, and store security called the cops.
The cops brought the scum outside in cuffs, and sat him down on a low stone wall adjacent to a flower bed. I ‘mosied’ on over to within hearing distance of the interrogation of the scum by two of the cops. The crux of my story is this: the scum was now speaking and acting quite properly. He was probably not a CC reader, but his vocabulary was passable, as were his attempts at self-exculpation. He was transparently lying, but his lies were consistent and not at all “lunatic”.
Few of the ‘homeless’ (a good liberal word!) in America are, in fact, truly deranged. They are sufficiently sentient to claim their welfare checks; to know that Seattle and Portland and San Francisco and LA are all places that coddle criminals and bums; to find the local soup kitchens, etc. They are mostly scumbags, not genuine psychotics, let alone economic down-and-outers.
There was a complex backstory to Reagan’s signing of that bill. He was newly elected, and had a lot to deal with. This bill was crafted by major, long serving members of the CA state legislature. Reagan signed it to get it out of the way, and to earn goodwill that he hoped to exploit later for his own agenda (public mental healthcare was not part of his agenda). Also, there was getting to be more negative publicity as well as “civil rights” agitation over the issue of involuntary incarceration and treatment of mental health issues.
Lastly, the emptying of the CA “loony bins” really got started under Reagan’s predecessor, the awful Pat Brown.
There was indeed a court ruling that changed the rules about involuntary commitment. This is the story of a big-name feminist bunny boiler who was agitating for that:
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So when it came to my attention that as a result of these adventures she and a few cohorts had concocted a new “civil rights movement” for mental patients and in her characteristic ruthlessness was determined to “liberate” NY’s mental patients I was beyond appalled. God help anyone who gets in the way of Kate and her “righteous indignation” which had already spearheaded the militant Women’s Liberation Movement. This was to be called, “The Psychiatric Survivors Movement.”
Thus, as a result of Kate’s and her pals’ agitation back in the seventies psychiatric and mental health institutions were forever changed. This culminated in the depositing on the streets of NYC thousands of confused, terrified and seriously disturbed persons left to fend for themselves in the mean streets of The City.
If you’ve attended a women’s studies class, then you’ve seen her ravings in their anthologies.
Thank you, Hamlet’s Ghost and Beau Albrecht. I learn a lot here at Counter-Currents.
The small black girl found in a dumpster, wrapped in garbage bags, something like 30 pounds underweight for her age. She had rope burns on her wrists, some fresh and open wounds, others just scars. It turned out that she had always been kept in a closet and barely fed. She died, it was concluded, because to muffle her cries her parents had put her in a hooded jacket backwards and she had suffocated.
Don’t forget about white girl Channon Christian. A bunch of blacks (4 men and 1 woman who enjoyed the performance) had their way with her far worse.
Now, about “you can’t let it get to you”. Most of the kids who go in for police training and then get hired do know about these kinds of things before they sign on the dotted line; the rest of them quit the police force before retirement time. But the retirees still retain their personality because it was always there in the first place. Joining the police and associated jobs (border guard; prison guard) was a suitable career for their aptitudes.
The theory is police work attracts “natural fascists”. I don’t know how accurate that is, but there is definitely something to it.
Some police are professional and decent, others are nasty authoritarian control freaks. If a decent citizen experiences abuse from a bad cop, that is worthy of concern. If a low-life psychopathic street thug experiences abuse from a bad cop, it is not a concern of mine. They deserve each other. We have to be realistic about this.
My interactions with police have mostly been good. However, police brutality is never confined only to the lowlifes. If you’re not a cop, you’re fair game to the skull crushers. For that reason, law enforcement always needs to be under intense scrutiny.
I wonder if Reagan had a bad impression of mental hospitals after seeing the system abused to discredit and imprison enemies of the deep state in the 40’s and 50’s. Notable examples are James Forrestal and her name escapes me but I believe she was a journalist in Vermont publishing things damaging to Eisenhower
Mental hospitals were always and everywhere used to shut up critics of (any) government and system. Rumanian Eminescu, mentioned in one another article here, was silenced in one such lunatic asylum in the 19th century, and later the same happened with Ezra Pound, and with many Soviet dissidents and dissidents of another Communist countries. I am sure that this system is working now, of course, against both enemies of leftist liberal and globalist establishments in the West, and anti-governmental critics in the East.
I doubt it. The key to understanding Reagan is that he was a Democrat who in the 1940s and ’50s was making a very good income as an B actor doing commercials ─ but this was at a time of up to 90 percent income tax rates for high earners. (Stock Market types and Real Estate investors had other slick ways of reducing their taxable incomes, but a guy making a big wage would be paying income taxes big time.)
So Reagan switched to the Republican party and became a kind of Libertarian fiscal-Conservative in the Barry Goldwater mold. He probably thought that the abuses in State hospitals were not because of unrealistic funding but just because they were run by the state and not by some church or a private firm that played stocks and was driven by investor dividends.
I think Reagan should get some credit for the Homeless problem but it is more complicated than that. The decareration movement was national and much older than Reagan. State hospitals had always been albatrosses.
In the 1982 film Frances, with Jessica Lange playing the Hollywood actress Frances Farmer (1913-1970), she was diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia, frequently institutionalized ─ and alledgedly lobotomized and forced to be a sex slave for orderlies and WWII sailors.
The film is probably fictional, but psychiatric treatments such as insulin shock therapy could be brutal. In those days it was not that hard for unrestrained patients to just leap out of the window on a whim, which is probably what happened to Secretary Forrestal. There was plenty of alcohol abuse and drugs available in those days, which is a good way to wind up in the psych-ward with a nervous breakdown.
In 1972, ABC TV investigative journalist Geraldo Rivera did his famous expose of the Willowbrook State School on Staten Island, which operated from 1947-1987. In 1965, Bobby Kennedy toured the institution and called it a snake pit.
One effective way to reduce costs and therefore improve the care is to reduce the number of inmates. New psychiatric drugs and lobotomies were promoted with the idea that you could calm patients down and then release them to their loving families.
Just reducing the number of intakes does not solve the overall problems.
Phoenix is a good mecca for the homeless because the climate is milder in the Winter. They tend to hang out at the public library in the air conditioning during the Summer, although a lot of patrons object to the stinky bums sleeping around.
My experience with the homeless is that they are pretty much certifiably crazy. They take everything that is not nailed down as though it were left for them, and they tend to be extremely aggressive.
During the Obama recession, the city parks around Phoenix, Scottsdale, and Tempe had their budgets cut and the park rangers laid off. The homelss just camped in the Papago Park area near the Zoo. That changed when somebody’s campfire nearly burned down the Arizona Historical Foundation building. Then the city fathers rehired all the park rangers who ran the bums off.
If the police or park rangers kick them off a bus bench, they will sleep on the light rail until somebody kicks them off. Homelessness is a major problem that has to be addressed. The craziness aspect is sort of a chicken and egg problem.
The homeless usually don’t have enough personal agency and goal-oriented organization to apply for subsidized housing, which usually requires references, nor to navigate the mess of welfare, soup kitchens, and other free stuff.
What is typically done is that social workers do all that personal maintenance for them, and they get them the papers and ID squared away on their behalf that they need for food stamps and other stuff. But even this is a lost cause.
Nobody wants to be institutionalized, but otherwise they wind up rotating through the jails and the hospital emergency rooms, and their life expectacy is very short. A lot of them wander all over the street in traffic with the expected results. I’ve ridden enough buses and light rails to know. One street person that I used to see all the time on my commute I called “Robinson” because he looked like Robinson Crusoe wearing calf-length pants that were frayed at the bottom and probably acquired from a dumpster.
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Only a Christian conservative society can truly properly deal with the problem of bums. Such a society would be non-abusively authoritarian, applying the right mixture of compassion and discipline. A morally intelligent person (which, of course, excludes all leftists) has to distinguish between genuine lunatics, who require compassionate incarceration for their own benefit; true criminals who happen also not to mind existing as scumbags, and who need to be imprisoned for their crimes for society’s benefit (ie, being a bum as opposed to a natty Mafiosi or “gatored” pimp or drug dealer should not be grounds for a lighter sentence); and the merely eccentric, Walt Whitman types, who should be left to “the open road” if that’s the lifestyle they prefer.
The ultimate answer in a secular society would be the libertarian one: most people should live in enclosed housing developments so that bums can be kept away via anti-trespassing laws. Similarly, most public property should be privatized, with bums likewise being kept off, with the practical effect of gradually driving them out into the wilderness, where they can either survive as old-time mountain men, or die for their ‘unfitness’.
But for our present cities, the only solution is the elimination of local welfare and other bum lifestyle subsidies; the recriminalization of vagrancy; the prosecution and imprisonment (or execution) of violent criminal bums; and the gradual police shunting of all of a city’s bums towards that city’s Skid Row. Remember James Burnham on this topic? “Every city has a skid row; it is an ineradicable aspect of modern life” – or words and sentiments to that effect.
There might be many facets to a solution, public and private, secular and churchly. I am not against charity, although not “telescopic” philanthropy.
Also, the U.S. tax code is part of the problem. I don’t agree with very high progressive income tax rates like in the 1950s, but the idea that billionaires and rich people basically donate to each other’s tax-exempt charities and churches to keep their cash and Soros-like mischief intact is hugely abusive, in my opinion.
Also, a lot of Black churches are involved in keeping violent Negroes bailed out of prison and on the streets. God help a White guy who isn’t able to mortgage his home to stay out of jail while he waits for trial.
I think Homelessness is something that has to be addressed by society at large, and certainly the State, as with most social problems. I am not opposed to churches doing what they can, but I disagree that churches should be tax-exempt. There is already a church on every street corner of America. This is probably part of why Americans can’t think straight.
Currently, most of the social work from whatever quarter goes for Blacks or Reconquistas. marginalized Whites aren’t getting most of those goodies and assistance.
Blacks in particular ruin a neighborhood or a housing complex. One of the first things I do if contemplating living at a complex is check and see how many Blacks are using the pool on a weekday or weekend, and whether the complex accepts Section 8 housing. Project Housing rarely turns out well even in small doses.
Also, I noticed in a recent list of high-crime cities that popped into my In-Box that Albuquerque, New Mexico (the setting for the TV show Breaking Bad) was one of the worst, no. 3 on the crime list.
I lived there when I was a kid because my Dad worked for the aerospace and nuclear national labs. I don’t remember seeing any Blacks there, then. Even today there is still only about 3 percent. Albuquerque has always been on the main highway from Chicago to Los Angeles, and has benefitted from tourism and travel.
So what is responsible for this high violent and property crime rate there? Well, few jobs are available for ordinary and marginalized people, and the New Mexico demographics today have reverted to majority non-White and proud of it.
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Nope
your pushing the false dilemma fallacy of only presenting to options :
compassionate Christian society
Libertarian fantasy world
in reality there are hundreds if not thousands of better options .
how do Japan or Switzerland handle these sane problems – neither are Christian dominant or Libertarian
both EXECUTE har drug traffickers
we don t
instead we just authorized $95 billion to slaughter beautiful Russians like Anna Kournikova !
Fair enough, they have a hard job. But I won’t support them. I’ve seen too many instances of them not just being ready and willing but eager to harm good people just because the government wanted them to.
Been enjoying Fred Reed columns for more than 20 years. This is the first one I’ve read since I heard he landed at CC. Unfortunately, it’s a total retread of one he wrote, and rewrote, multiple times over that 20+ years and probably before that.
As for the police, 20 years ago this column was an interesting insight to the world they work in. Now, I no longer care. The quickness with which we’ve witnessed cops of all races, backgrounds and jurisdictions completely turn a blind eye to black crime and enthusiastically crack down on Whites for harboring opinions that scare jews blew Reed’s hero worship of them out of the water.
People should watch The First 48 for no-spin “true crime” TV and avoid pretty much the rest of “true crime” shows. The First 48 follows actual homicide investigations, usually two per episode. Which is to say, blacks killing blacks. It’s been in production for over ten years and you’d be hard-pressed to find a case involving whites, and if you do, it’s never whites killing whites for wearing the wrong color bandana or killing parents in front of their children or killing kids at all or wiping out entire families including toddlers. There’s no end of examples of these things. The couple sniffing and pooh-poohing nay-sayers above, unlike the author, are doing their sniffing and pooh-poohing from a great, safe distance and isn’t that always the case? A thinly-veiled blanket disdain for the believers in the trenches?
The First 48 follows actual homicide investigations, usually two per episode. Which is to say, blacks killing blacks.
It is a good show, but my problem with it is it kind of suffers from that “They all look alike” syndrome since blacks, well, all look alike. That sort of makes the episodes run together for me. Well, that plus the fact that they all talk and act alike too. It is interesting, however, to see which cities have agreed to allow the show to film there. I used to live in Memphis, so it’s no surprise how much of a shithole that city is revealed to be. But I had no clue Tulsa was so black/violent.
Black, violent and weird. Tulsa makes it on there a lot for a city most people only know for Don Williams’ Livin’ On Tulsa Time.
Tulsa makes it to the show because they need at least some white murderers, and the meth is bad enough to produce some.
I agree with the above comment that the show has become a little boring sometimes because many episodes are the same
NARRATOR: “ Memphis, Tennessee”
[phone trills] “911 what is the address of your emergency?”
Caller: “Day be shoo-TAN!”
NARRATOR: “Police and EMS respond and find 22 year old Ta’Roofus Johnson … dead. He was an aspiring musician, leaves behind 6 children, and is expecting two more”
Mom arrives on scene; ostentatious display of grief …
Detectives pull up a picture of Debinaire “Pooky” Williams, whose face isn’t blurred out. Our victim Tyroofus was the suspect in the murder of pooky’s cousin last year. He fumbled a pawn ticket at the scene and has made almost no progress destroying evidence. After a quick “I ain’t do da” he invokes his rights.
cut to the victim’s family in matching t-shirts littering the sky with helium balloons, a less-than- halfhearted “I miss my dadday” from a picnic table, and a neighborhood elder on the corner “We got to STOTT DA MADNESS”
Ha! Yer right there are more white murders in Tulsa than any other featured cities, and weird ones. The first episode ever and maybe the second were in Philadelphia but you never saw Philly again. In fact, the first episode was a white girl from two or three miles from where I grew up, murdered by her black boyfriend and set on fire in Fairmount Park.
Over the decade NPR has moved from left of center to about as left as the mainstream media can tolerate. Their new CEO, Titania McGrath, oh wait, Katherine Maher, used to be in charge at the Wikipedia empire… We KNOW that they don’t have any bias, right? There are a lot of recent articles highlighting her past tweets, including ball busting chestnuts like,
An otherwise utterly uneventful day of academic nerdery and international travel, except for the metric fuckton of misogyny.
Airline business class demographics are such as pet peeve of mine. In the lounge and on the plane, usually >80% male, usually white.
I know that hysteric white woman voice. I was taught to do it. I’ve done it…
She seems the type of middle to upper class progressive white woman who lives in comfortable, safe environs yet rails against the police as she has the privilege to not have to deal with crime in the cities perpetrated by…. the Inuits?
Regarding some of the above comments about the homeless mentally ill. As with diabetes or blood pressure, there is a great deal of variety. Some are helped a great deal with treatment, others not. And if a bad diet, salt and sweets can sabotage the diabetic, street drugs and refusing to use their public assistance cheques to get housing causes problems amongst those not routinely sane.
Like many of the commenters above, my opinion of “emergency responders” has darkened considerably over the years. Key factors were endless non-ticketing harassment stops for driving a beat-up old car at late night/early morning hours in an economically affluent area. (It was for work purposes — and me! — a little White lady, of all things. I thought that supposedly only happens to non-Whites?) Then, there was a particularly harrowing illness where I had to take an ambulance to an emergency room, and was treated to an Alex McNabb-style Dr. Narcan EMT; an odiously rude and abrasive individual. Amazing how poorly the 9/11/2001 propaganda of the halo-wearing emergency responders has aged!
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