From Shorpy.com:
Washington, D.C., 1932. “Metropolitan police officer on motorcycle.” Keeping the peace in the gashouse district. Harris & Ewing glass negative. Full size image.
From Shorpy.com:
Washington, D.C., 1932. “Metropolitan police officer on motorcycle.” Keeping the peace in the gashouse district. Harris & Ewing glass negative. Full size image.
The headline in the Daily News says “Cops talked to Elliot Rodger three times before Santa Barbara killing spree, didn’t know he owned guns”
So what? What if police did know he had three legally purchased guns and ammo? How would have that changed anything. There was no crime.
Anyone who wonders why cops didn’t do more doesn’t understand police. When police deal with an individual, the bottom line is only two things matter: 1) Has the person committed a felony crime? (A few states, like New York, but I don’t know how many others, allow police to arrest for not-witnessed lesser crimes as well) 2) Is the person a threat to themselves or others?
Certainly owning your legal and constitutionally protected firearms doesn’t qualify as a crime, so the latter issue is more relevant here. Far be it from me or any cop to say this guy was going to shoot a bunch of people. If you can remain calm and hold a half reasonable conversation with police, congrats: by police standards, you’re officially sane enough! That’s the way it works. (The standards are quite a bit stricter in domestic situations.)
So when cops have to judge someone’s sanity, and I say this out of experience, all they can do is look for obvious signs of crazy. I’m not talking about zany, eccentric, or senile. I mean even walking around in your underwear because you say snakes were crawling up your legs probably does not qualify (cause that’s a sign of a bad drug trip). By crazy I’m talking about loopy tin-foil hat wearing. I’m talking actively delusional. I’m talking no-awareness-of-reality insane. Cops look for crazy; cops look for insane. But crazy and insane aren’t medical terms found in the DSM-V.
There’s the problem: cops aren’t shrinks; cops are not medical doctors. It is not and it should be the police officer’s job to diagnose mental illness. If you haven’t committed a crime and you’re not clearly a threat to yourself or others, police shouldn’t be able to detain and involuntarily commit you to the funny farm.
Take this case I handled during field training:
Dealt with the same mental patient in a high rise that I dealt with one or two days ago. Swearing, exposing himself, thinking the whole building was his, just being a big crazy problem. Obviously, he was a horrible person to have around. He also couldn’t remember that we was in jail the past week and that he wasn’t on his medication. The building management wanted him out with justification. Eventually, his mother and a “friend” talked him into going to the hospital. (The friend, an older black guy who lived in the building, was not actually a friend, but at least he was a good and caring man.)
What would have been the right thing if he hadn’t gone voluntarily? Cops can’t make somebody take their meds. Plan B could have been to provoke him into threatening us, thus giving us a reason to take him against his will. Otherwise, his mother would have had to go through a lengthy civil process to get him committed. Or we just leave him there till he does hurt somebody. He needs help, but, as is often the case, help police cannot give.
Cops do not like mental cases and generally don’t handle them well. Though admittedly some cops handle them much better than others. In certain situations police need to focus on more goal-oriented tactics — like what is the best way to get this person to do exactly what I want him or her to do — rather than demanding deference to police authority as a starting point. Some of this could be taught with better training, but police will never be great handlers of the mentally ill. The power of police is to detain people; the tools of police can kill people. Neither is right for the job.
Luckily, there’s actually an easy solution: psychiatrists and mental health professionals. Doctors on call with judgement and the power of involuntary detention. Of course it would cost some money upfront, but in the grand scheme it saves because their prisons don’t house their mentally ill. When I did my police research in Amsterdam, there was this white car with some writing on the side and a yellow mars light on top. They were the shrink squad. We, as police, didn’t deal have to deal too much with these professionals because, get this, they dealt with the crazies and we dealt with the criminals. Imagine that. Separate groups. Sometimes the two worlds would overlap, but not that often. Yes, this is another un-American socialist European concept: have a system to deal with the mentally ill. Now that is crazy.
I had a dream last night that I was back walking foot patrol in the Eastern District, south of Monument St. It was hip and happening! There were cool restaurants and clubs and even a nice museum. Everybody on the street was telling me, and I quote, “It’s like the next Berlin.” I was loving my job.
And then I woke up. Oh, Baltimore. Oh, Eastern District.
Good on Batts and his three-person detail for taking action. From the Sun:
Police Commissioner Batts responded and removed his service weapon and placed it against Mr. Moultrie’s head,” Diener wrote. “Mr. Moultrie would not release the gun from his grip, so Police Commissioner Batts also attempted to pull the gun from Mr. Moultrie’s hand. Police Commissioner Batts then hit Mr. Moultrie with a closed fist in the face.
The Commissioner was leaving the scene of a police-involved shooting. But I can’t help but wonder if Batts would be willing to charge another officer who used these same tactics, which, best I remember, were not taught in the police academy.
Moultrie, according to the article, was convicted in October 2013 for drug dealing and received a sentence of 20 years. So what is he doing out on the street in May, 2014? “All but two days of the sentence was suspended.” Twenty years becomes two-days time-served?! Oh, Baltimore. “The new arrest has triggered a violation of his probation.” I should hope so.
Meanwhile I give a Cop in the Hood “Bad-Mother Award” to Lisa Moultrie and Aunt Michelle Davis, whose only problem with the whole situation seems to be that their armed drug-dealing baby was hit and threatened. Said the aunt, “I wasn’t there… I know he was armed, but once they had him retrained, what was the point of the commissioner coming over there putting a gun to his head?!” I mean, can’t an armed man walk around in peace? Or at least be gently encouraged to disarm while at the same time maintaining his dignity and respect?
This happened at 2300 Monument, which google street view now tells me is Hernandez Grocery. Back when I was a cop, if I remember correctly, this joint was rather surprisingly owned by a cop’s family. What I do remember is that it was robbed on Christmas Day, 2000, by a man with a gun who got away with $900. At first I didn’t understand what the robbed people were telling me because they kept saying the robber “climbed over the bullet-proof glass.” I had been in this place many times and I didn’t understand how you could climb over bullet-proof glass. And then I finally saw that there was an “over,” like a foot, 12 feet above the ground, between the top of the glass and the ceiling.
I remember this night because it was my only Christmas policing and everybody was busy, fussing, and getting in their last minute Christmas robbing. An hour before the store got robbed, at the same location, I had caught two 13-years-old kids for armed robbery. They were like 4-feet tall and looked even younger than their age.
But what really struck me from that night wasn’t spider-man with a gun or 13-year-olds robbing people at knife point. It was the fact that these two 13-year-olds had serious rap sheets for offenses including crack dealing, attempted rape (1st degree sexual assault), and successful rape (2nd degree sex assault). And they had started (or at least started getting caught) were 11-years-old.

“…The spaghetti with brains is mind blowing.”
Sure, it’s not the funniest quip ever, but I said something like that while guarding the crime scene of a 12-person shooting back in 2001. What else are you going to do? Have a moment of silence?
I miss the laughs from the job. Non-cops may not understand cop humor, which is often a desperate attempt to make people laugh at precisely the most inopportune time. Granted it may not look good to be laughing over a dead body (especially if the victim’s relatives are nearby…) but hey, you gotta have fun.
Well, now it’s official. Or at least peer-reviewed (“Is humor the best medicine? The buffering effect of coping humor on traumatic stressors in firefighters.” Sliter, Michael; Kale, Aron; Yuan, Zhenyu. Journal of Organizational Behavior vol. 35 issue 2 February 2014. p. 257-272).
Cops don’t crack such jokes because they’re evil people. Quite the contrary! Cops (or at least firefighters) laugh at the misfortune of others because it keeps them sane. Humor, shocker of shockers, is good for you.
That shooting on E. North Avenue was at an “RIP party” for a guy who went by the name of “Bone.” (“RIP party?” I remember one of my partners saying with disgust, “We already have a word for that. It’s called a wake.”)

Just now I discovered that one of the “Hot Boys” shooters, stuck with the unfortunate nom de guerre “stink,” did 10 years. “Stink” was undoubtedly minding his own business just a few months ago, last December, when he was shot and killed. Oh well. I wonder what they’re serving at the wake?
Also, I like how the Baltimore Sun says, “The block party shooting was one of the highest profile crimes at the time.” And yet at the time, the Sun didn’t even put the mass shooting on the front page.
…people with guns who can’t get laid kill people.
Can somebody tell me why we won’t discuss legal prostitution in this country?
“The gunmanis believed to be Elliot Rodger, 22, who in a YouTube video said he was sexually frustrated and about to go on “a mission of retribution.””
“In severalRodger referred to himself as an incel (involuntary celibate)”
A little over two years ago, William Hackley, retired Baltimore police officer and amateur historian, passed away.
Were it not for Officer Hackley, so much of the history of the BPD would have been be lost to time.
I was afraid that project would end with Hackley’s passing. Luckily, retired detective Kenny Driscoll has kept the history alive.
The website is now here: https://baltimorecitypolicehistory.com/index.php. Give it a look. There’s a lot there. Driscoll wrote in a comment, “I hope everyone will continue to enjoy the site, and send pics, and info.”

Just your standard issue 1943 NYPD combo gun holster and make-up kit. On display at the NYPD Museum.

The program to buy vests for cops started in 1999 under Clinton and the very pro-police vice president, Al Gore (not that most police officers every thanks either of them). But apparently, say Republicans, it’s against the constitution. From USA Today:
Sen. Tom Coburn, R-Okla., objected, blocking action on the program, as he did in 2012. Coburn said the Constitution gives the federal government no role in funding local police departments.
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The bill’s supporters include the Fraternal Order of Police, International Association of Chiefs of Police, the National Sheriff’s Association and the National Association of Police Organizations.
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The bill has 26 co-sponsors, but none are Republican.
Just imagine, if you will, the right-wing / Fox News backlash if Obama came out against this. Though maybe Obama should come out against it, just so Republicans would support it…
Why let saving the lives of police officers get in the way of your kookie right-wing ideology? For shame.
I wasn’t there; I didn’t attend the trial; so far be it from me to assert “the truth” of what happened at an Occupy Wall Street gathering in March, 2012.
From the video, she sure looks guilty as sin (bottom left of the frame, at 22 seconds):
A jury of 12 thought similarly, and found Cecily McMillan guild of felony assault on a police officer, which is a pretty serious offense.
Can’t you be pro-Occupy and also not pro-elbowing cops?
Like all trials, the problem, if it is problem, is the trial isn’t about greater issues. It’s about the person on trial and the single criminal act they are being tried for. That’s it. Despite the efforts of Cecily’s supporters, this trial wasn’t about Occupy or the police.
From the Times:
A video corroborated Officer Bovell’s account. Ms. McMillan is seen bending her knees, then throwing her right elbow into the officer’s eye. She lurches forward, runs a few steps, then is tackled by several officers.
Ms. McMillan testified she had no recollection of hitting the officer, but recalled what she thought was someone trying to grope her. “All of a sudden I feel somebody grab me from behind, from my right breast, and pull me backward,” she said.
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Erin Choi, an assistant district attorney, in her summation accused Ms. McMillan of lying about Officer Bovell groping her for the sake of publicity. She showed stills from the onlooker’s video, and called Ms. McMillan a manipulator “constantly scheming” to gain attention…. “That’s how she benefited from this nonsense. She wanted to become the face of Occupy Wall Street.”
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She was one of the few protesters arrested during three months of Occupy Wall Street protests who opted for a trial. She said she did so because the Manhattan district attorney, Cyrus R. Vance Jr., would not agree to let her plead guilty to a misdemeanor, and a felony conviction would linger on her record, hampering her career for the rest of her life.
Mark Oslermay I’m talking about. Don’t know him from Adam: “We Need Al Capone Drug Laws“