<TABLE class=tborder style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px" cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=6 width="100%" align=center border=0><TBODY><TR title="Post 5282102" vAlign=top><TD class=alt1 align=middle width=125>eoghater</TD><TD class=alt2>next time go 40-45, it's not like you're saving a day of time.</TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE>
Great advice. I tell drivers that exact same thing all the time. But please understand I was driving a loaner that happened to be a new Lexus. The loaner was much faster than the car I'm used to driving. Plus it wasn't like I was flying. It just was bad luck because I wasn't gonna go any faster, pig timed my at my peak, 49 in a 35.
Great advice. I tell drivers that exact same thing all the time. But please understand I was driving a loaner that happened to be a new Lexus. The loaner was much faster than the car I'm used to driving. Plus it wasn't like I was flying. It just was bad luck because I wasn't gonna go any faster, pig timed my at my peak, 49 in a 35.
Obviously you are too stupid to understand my point so I will point in your language dumbass!
Have you exceeded the speed limit more than 100 in the past 2 years. If yes, than you have only been caught 1% of the time.
Now go fuck yourself!
What does your comment have to do with anything. Someone call's me out because they thought I was blaming the cops for me breaking a law. All I'm saying is that I estimate 75% of drivers break the law on a daily basis. So by a poster calling me out as a law breaker is ridiculous.
now take your b/s somewhere else you pig lover.
Have you exceeded the speed limit more than 100 in the past 2 years. If yes, than you have only been caught 1% of the time.
Now go fuck yourself!
What does your comment have to do with anything. Someone call's me out because they thought I was blaming the cops for me breaking a law. All I'm saying is that I estimate 75% of drivers break the law on a daily basis. So by a poster calling me out as a law breaker is ridiculous.
now take your b/s somewhere else you pig lover.
<TABLE class=tborder style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px" cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=6 width="100%" align=center border=0><TBODY><TR title="Post 5282128" vAlign=top><TD class=alt1 align=middle width=125>bigtendominator</TD><TD class=alt2>Enjoy the ticket YOU DUMB PIECE OF SHIT</TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE>
I will, "you homo pig/dicklover."
I will, "you homo pig/dicklover."
Bigtendominator loves that pig juice!:lolBIG:
I got a seatbelt ticket about 6 months ago at Lawrence and Broadway. My fault though, there are always lots of cops in that area, I couldn't believe it when he was writing me the ticket, I told him this is crazy doesn't he realize I'm white. He should be out catching some young black guys because 95% of them are liars, drug dealers, gangbangers, unemployable, making babies with different women who they will never support.-sound anything like Zeeman????
Hookandcrook,
He should have given a break because it would have been the nice thing to do. That's why their pigs. They don't believe in nice, they believe in enforcing the laws, but at the same time breaking laws themselves. I'm personally a nice, open minded, understanding person. I wouldn't make a good pig. I would let good looking girls go every time. I would warn people most of the time. I'm don't like that pig juice. I like the sweet nectar of the tulips. But your allowed to be a pig juice lover if you know what i mean. That's me open minded side.
He should have given a break because it would have been the nice thing to do. That's why their pigs. They don't believe in nice, they believe in enforcing the laws, but at the same time breaking laws themselves. I'm personally a nice, open minded, understanding person. I wouldn't make a good pig. I would let good looking girls go every time. I would warn people most of the time. I'm don't like that pig juice. I like the sweet nectar of the tulips. But your allowed to be a pig juice lover if you know what i mean. That's me open minded side.
CoolBreeze22,
I understand your point. But your comparing apple to oranges. Your point is wrong. My excuse is related to my behavior, my equipment. Your excuses are why he shouldn't be in your neiborhood messing with the gay white boys. I was looking for a little compassion from the pig. Maybe he could have let my off with a warning knowing that I wasn't used to the speed of the loaner. I obviously wasn't acclimated to the speed of the car so I needed to pay more attention, I spaced. I'm not blaming the pig, its was my fault but all I'm asking for is a little compassion and understanding. Most pigs don't possess those two characteristics.
I understand your point. But your comparing apple to oranges. Your point is wrong. My excuse is related to my behavior, my equipment. Your excuses are why he shouldn't be in your neiborhood messing with the gay white boys. I was looking for a little compassion from the pig. Maybe he could have let my off with a warning knowing that I wasn't used to the speed of the loaner. I obviously wasn't acclimated to the speed of the car so I needed to pay more attention, I spaced. I'm not blaming the pig, its was my fault but all I'm asking for is a little compassion and understanding. Most pigs don't possess those two characteristics.
I am a PIG Lover and he was my best friend. He served the army-then his city proudly. Never quite thought of him as an ahole--but I did go to bed a few times without dinner. He helped COUNTLESS people over the years and the lack of respect from most makes me sick--but I expect it. There are bad cops just like bad teachers bad lawyers bad politicians. RIP Pops you were a good one!!!Your sonLil Porky
Most sons will stick up for their dead father. Drew Peterson son is sticking up for his old man. It's how your raised. Every son looks up to their father, even if the father is a pig, drunk, crook, thief, liar, abuser, murderer, etc. It's just the natural thing to do. I agree their are some good cops, but many of us have a very low opinion of them. Personally I have never benefitted from Mr. Piggy. Most cops I know or have dealt with are worthless lying assholes.
What I wish people knew about EMS, Firefighters, Dispatchers, & Law Enforcement.
I wish you could know what it is like to search a burning bedroom for trapped children at 3 AM, flames rolling above your head, your palms and knees burning as you crawl, the floor sagging under your weight as the kitchen below you burns.
I wish you could comprehend a husband's horror at 6 in the morning as I check his wife of 40 years for a pulse and find none. I start CPR anyway, hoping to bring her back, knowing intuitively it is too late. But wanting her husband and family to know everything possible was done to try to save her life.
I wish you knew the unique smell of burning insulation, the taste of soot-filled mucus, the feeling of intense heat through your turnout gear, the sound of flames crackling, the eeriness of being able to see absolutely nothing in dense smoke-sensations that I've become too familiar with.
I wish you could read my mind as I respond to a building fire "Is this a false alarm or a working fire? How is the building constructed? What hazards await me? Is anyone trapped?" Or to call, "What is wrong with the patient?
Is it minor or life-threatening? Is the caller really in distress or is he waiting for us with a 2x4 or a gun?"
I wish you could be in the emergency room as a doctor pronounces dead the beautiful five-year old girl that I have been trying to save during the past
25 minutes, who will never go on her first date or say the words, "I love you Mommy" again.
I wish you could know the frustration I feel in the cab of the engine or unit the driver with his foot pressing down hard on the pedal, my arm tugging again and again at the air horn chain, as you fail to yield the right-of-way at an intersection or in traffic. When you need us however, your first comment upon our arrival will be, "It took you forever to get here!"
I wish you could know my thoughts as I help extricate a girl of teenage years from the remains of her automobile. "What if this was my daughter, sister, my girlfriend or a friend? What is her parent's reaction going to be when they open the door to find a police officer with hat in hand?"
I wish you could know how it feels to walk in the back door and greet my parents and family, not having the heart to tell them that I nearly did not come back from the last call.
I wish you could know how it feels dispatching officers, firefighters and EMT's out and when we call for them and our heart drops because no one answers back or to hear a bone chilling 911 call of a child or wife needing assistance.
I wish you could feel the hurt as people verbally, and sometimes physically, abuse us or belittle what I do, or as they express their attitudes of "It will never happen to me."
I wish you could realize the physical, emotional and mental drain or missed meals, lost sleep and forgone social activities, in addition to all the tragedy my eyes have seen.
I wish you could know the brotherhood and self-satisfaction of helping save a life or preserving someone's property, or being able to be there in time of crisis, or creating order from total chaos.
I wish you could understand what it feels like to have a little boy tugging at your arm and asking, "Is Mommy okay?" Not even being able to look in his eyes without tears from your own and not knowing what to say. Or to have to hold back a long time friend who watches his buddy having CPR done on him as you take him away in the Medic Unit. You know all along he did not have his seat belt on. A sensation that I have become too familiar with.
Unless you have lived with this kind of life, you will never truly understand or appreciate who I am, we are, or what our job really means to us...I wish you could though.
I wish you could know what it is like to search a burning bedroom for trapped children at 3 AM, flames rolling above your head, your palms and knees burning as you crawl, the floor sagging under your weight as the kitchen below you burns.
I wish you could comprehend a husband's horror at 6 in the morning as I check his wife of 40 years for a pulse and find none. I start CPR anyway, hoping to bring her back, knowing intuitively it is too late. But wanting her husband and family to know everything possible was done to try to save her life.
I wish you knew the unique smell of burning insulation, the taste of soot-filled mucus, the feeling of intense heat through your turnout gear, the sound of flames crackling, the eeriness of being able to see absolutely nothing in dense smoke-sensations that I've become too familiar with.
I wish you could read my mind as I respond to a building fire "Is this a false alarm or a working fire? How is the building constructed? What hazards await me? Is anyone trapped?" Or to call, "What is wrong with the patient?
Is it minor or life-threatening? Is the caller really in distress or is he waiting for us with a 2x4 or a gun?"
I wish you could be in the emergency room as a doctor pronounces dead the beautiful five-year old girl that I have been trying to save during the past
25 minutes, who will never go on her first date or say the words, "I love you Mommy" again.
I wish you could know the frustration I feel in the cab of the engine or unit the driver with his foot pressing down hard on the pedal, my arm tugging again and again at the air horn chain, as you fail to yield the right-of-way at an intersection or in traffic. When you need us however, your first comment upon our arrival will be, "It took you forever to get here!"
I wish you could know my thoughts as I help extricate a girl of teenage years from the remains of her automobile. "What if this was my daughter, sister, my girlfriend or a friend? What is her parent's reaction going to be when they open the door to find a police officer with hat in hand?"
I wish you could know how it feels to walk in the back door and greet my parents and family, not having the heart to tell them that I nearly did not come back from the last call.
I wish you could know how it feels dispatching officers, firefighters and EMT's out and when we call for them and our heart drops because no one answers back or to hear a bone chilling 911 call of a child or wife needing assistance.
I wish you could feel the hurt as people verbally, and sometimes physically, abuse us or belittle what I do, or as they express their attitudes of "It will never happen to me."
I wish you could realize the physical, emotional and mental drain or missed meals, lost sleep and forgone social activities, in addition to all the tragedy my eyes have seen.
I wish you could know the brotherhood and self-satisfaction of helping save a life or preserving someone's property, or being able to be there in time of crisis, or creating order from total chaos.
I wish you could understand what it feels like to have a little boy tugging at your arm and asking, "Is Mommy okay?" Not even being able to look in his eyes without tears from your own and not knowing what to say. Or to have to hold back a long time friend who watches his buddy having CPR done on him as you take him away in the Medic Unit. You know all along he did not have his seat belt on. A sensation that I have become too familiar with.
Unless you have lived with this kind of life, you will never truly understand or appreciate who I am, we are, or what our job really means to us...I wish you could though.
I have zero issue with fire fighters, or EMS as they actually help people and save lives. If you ever notice when firefighters, or EMS are on the scene the police delegate and do nothing. Most local law enforcement are idiots, whom as you have stated have a minimal education, as a BA in criminal justice is one of the easiest degrees to acquire; if an officer even needs one. In addition, police are prone to abusing their wives and children due to the perceived stress of the job, and have backgrounds where they have been subjected to intimidation and ridicule. Most police officers go into law enforcement to get back at society, rather than attempting to make a difference. Also, lets not forget the equal opportunity officers of mixed race and sex proportions, whom have acquired a job due to the fact that a quota needed to be filled. I will say that there are good police, whom apply discretion in enforcing the law, and those who ticket and arrest just because they can and there is a law that gives them the power to do so. Also, lets not forget the blue wall of silence, where all police lie cheat and steal to cover their own ass, and the ass of their "brothers", and the perception that all police are above the law that they are supposed to enforce. A perfect example is the officer that is speeding at 100 miles per hour on the highway so he or she is back for their lunch, or the end of their shift. Yet, if they are reported to their CO absolutely nothing happens.
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What an eloquent statement, as you have stated nothing and use idiocy to refute my response. Here is a word of advice use your words to show your intelligence, not to undermine it. However, in your case your words speak as a direct testament to your intelligence. If you must know yes it does, however my ass is mute and my voice box is constipated, due to digesting LEO crap.
