Tag: police culture

  • Good Cop

    The Reese Witherspoon arrest on video.

    You know what I like?

    Reese: “I have to obey your order?!”

    Officer: “Yes, you do.

    Well done, officer. Well handled. Grace under pressure.

    Witherspoon: “Do you know my name… You’re about to find out who am I.”

    Officer: “That’s fine. I’m not really worried about you, Ma’am.”

    Witherspoon: “I’m an American citizen, I’m allowed to do whatever I want to do.”

    Funny she should think that.

    Honestly, Witherspoon didn’t embarrass herself too much. But she was wrong. And she got arrested. And Reese was also wrong about it being national news. It is international news.

    As a side note, I’m always amazed when I see a solo officer arresting somebody. I patrolled without a partner, but I was taught never to arrest without backup. The one time I didn’t follow that advice, I ended on the pavement of Eager Street wrestling with a handcuffed suspect.

    That’s right. He was handcuffed. I wasn’t. What could I do? I couldn’t mace him. I couldn’t hit him. He was in handcuffs, for crying out loud! He had not one but both hands tied behind his back! And I still couldn’t get that SOB under control.

    Never was I so happy to hear sirens coming.

    And never again did arrest anybody without backup.

  • Why You Never Chase

    Three years ago I wrote this piecefor a local New York City paper. If you replace New Yorker Karen Schmeer with Baltimorean Matthew Hersl, nothing has changed. Karen Schmeer was the friend of a friend. Matthew Hersl was the brother of a guy I worked with and knew from the police academy. I bought my car from his nephew, I think.

    From the Sun:

    A Maryland state trooper first encountered the driver on southbound Interstate 83 about 2 p.m.

    “The black Acura was about a block in front of them. He hesitated at the corner of Saratoga and Holliday. And he takes off as fast as he can at about at least 60 or 70 mph. He tries to negotiate the turn. He didn’t make it. He slammed on the brakes and lost control of the car…. The guy had his back turned. He didn’t see him coming,” [the witness] continued, referring to Hersl. “He hit the guy, knocked him up in the air, hit the tree and turned over.”

    Here’s the part that gets me:

    “Police emphasized that the trooper had not been chasing the suspect in the black 2000 Acura TL.

    The agency has a number of safety factors it considers before initiating a pursuit. “Let me assure you, there wasn’t a pursuit at that point in time,” Black said.

    Let me assure you that’s a lie. [Though the “at that point in time” gives him a bit of wiggle room. I suspect the “chase,” if it ever happened, ended right about the time the car accelerated and smashed into and killed Hersl.]

    So you’re a cop and a car speeds by… what do you do? Departmental rules don’t allow you to chase a suspect, but you can “follow” one (obeying all speed limits and traffic regulations, of course). You’re not supposed to get involved in car chases, but you do. Why? Because they’re fun. (And besides, you don’t want the bastard to get away.)

    Luckily the time I chased a car nobody got hurt. And it wasn’t called off by my sergeant because my suspect drove from the Eastern to the Southeast and I switched to the S.E. District’s radio channel. I thought I was very clever.

    But what if the car I was “following” killed somebody, perhaps while driving the wrong way down a one-way street? How would I sleep at night?

    The reason police are not allowed to chase suspects in the city is because almost inevitably, chases end in a crash. The only real question is what is going to be crashed into. Too often it’s somebody like Karen Schmeer or Matthew Hersl, a good person just going about their day.

    My sincere condolences to Dan and the entire Hersl family.

  • Police officers’ opinions on gun violence and gun control

    A summary of the results of a survey of 15,000 police officers by Police One.

  • Cops Wearing Cameras

    Better for police than most police think. From the New York Times.

  • Why did Robert Ethan Saylor die?

    My colleague at John Jay College, James Mulvaney, had a good op-ed in the Washington Post last month about a tragic and unnecessary death in Central Maryland. As both a former police officer and a former movie theater usher, I can’t help but think Prof. Mulvaney get’s it right. You can read it here:

    Where is the public outrage over the death of Robert Ethan Saylor, killed in January while being taken into police custody in Frederick for the crimes of petty larceny and, perhaps, disorderly conduct?

    Saylor, 26, had Down syndrome, a genetic defect that can cause cognitive deficiencies, poor judgment, impulsive behavior and other issues. Unlike many other disorders, it is associated with recognizable physical traits, especially unique facial features. Photographs show Saylor to have had the classic “Down” look.

  • “A system that is dishonest and fundamentally flawed”

    I often (and sincerely) defend Vice Magazine as (on a good day, mind you) the best source of journalism in our fine republic.

    Last night a friend sent me this link called, “Testilying: Cops Are Liars Who Get Away with Perjury.” OK… so I’m not expecting this to be pro-police. But before I read it, I wrote back saying: “I predict this will be much more informative (and accurate) than Michelle Alexander’s op-ed the other day in the Times on the same subject.”

    Now don’t get me wrong, I support Michelle Alexander. I like her book (even if I am a bit peeved it sold so much more than In Defense of Flogging). And I think the corrupting nature of the war on drugs is horrible for society and police. I think American incarceration is a racist gulag we need to be ashamed of. But Alexander loses me when she says, “Are police officers necessarily more trustworthy than alleged criminals? I think not… Police shouldn’t be trusted any more than any other witness, perhaps less so.” Really?! This shows a worldview based on outliers all to common to people who haven’t been in the courtroom (or the streets) for far too long. People lie in courts all the time. In court, cops lie least of all.

    Now compare that op-ed to Nick Malinowski’s article in Vice:

    By not acknowledging rampant police misconduct, by not demanding that criminal justice is meted out in a fair way, what are we giving up? Are we sacrificing a moral claim to justice by sanctioning the police–and thus the state–the freedom to circumvent the rule of law in the pursuit of a particular type of social order?

    “That is assuming that the justice system ever had any moral claim, which I would not assume,” former NYPD officer and Queens county prosecutor [and my colleague at John Jay College] Eugene O’Donnell says. “There is dishonesty in court, prosecutorial dishonesty. It’s legislative dishonesty that sets up this system and by no means are cops exempt from a system that is dishonest and fundamentally flawed.”

    Damn, Gene, you did it again!

    Here’s the thing: the courts in this country are literally a game. Cops know how to play that game pretty well. And cops want to win. Personally, I think a Continental system based on “discovering the truth” would be better, at least on a moral level, than our “adversarial system.” But such is the system we have. So be it. And what this means is that prosecutors want to convict and defense attorneys want to acquit regardless of what the suspect actually did. See, that’s the game. A defense attorney never throws up his or hands and says, “damnit, my client is guilty.” They’re not allowed to! Because the point of the system is not to determine what is right and just. Let me repeat that: the point of the criminal justice system is not to determine what is right and just. The point is for all the players to play their role. And you do this, at least in theory, because you hope and assume the greater system is right and just.

    Now prosecutors are supposed to admit when they’re wrong. Too often they don’t. More often this doesn’t come into play because the accused is guilty as sin. But if you want to find abuse in the criminal justice system, you could do a lot worse than starting with a look into proprietorial discretion and the plea bargain system. That is where the shit everybody is covered in is actually manufactured and distributed wholesale.

    So if you’ve never been to criminal court, why don’t you stop watching TV and spend a day in your local neighborhood court. Pick the lowest level and see what passes for justice for thousands of people every day.

    Cops are placed in this fucked-up game, but usually police not really key players in that game. If somebody beats the crap out of you, and you’re willing to testify, nobody needs the cops. Police just come along for the overtime. But when it comes to drugs and other “victimless” crimes, police suddenly are major players. And what drives police, usually in this order, is a desire to make overtime, please their bosses, and do good (usually seen as getting the guilty off the streets).

    There are rules that cops follow on the street that come not directly from laws and constitutions but from what prosecutors say are the rules of the game based on laws and the state and federal constitutions. Prosecutors tell police what police need to say and do to get a conviction. These rules can be very frustrating to police (see the Oreo Cookie example from Cop in the Hood, for instance; or me wrestling with a suspect and trying to keep a purse in view when I should have been spending 100 percent of my energy on the battle at hand). Often, if police feel the urge to lie, it’s not a matter convicting the innocent but convicting the guilty exactly as charged. Because prosecutors won’t prosecute unless a certain and somewhat arbitrary checklist of standards is followed. You’re bending the rules not of the Constitution but of a prosecutorial game that is rigged and with rules that seem to make no sense.

    The most common example I came across is that drugs can’t leave an officer’s sight. So you chase somebody down an alley, you see the person throw drugs down. You catch the person around the next bend. Twenty seconds later you go back to where you saw the drugs thrown and find those very drugs. This would probably hold up in a trial, but it will never get there because (well, leaving aside that fact that almost nothing ever ends up in a trial) the prosecutor won’t prosecute unless you say those drugs never left your sight. It would be an easy lie to make. All you would have to say is that the drugs were on the person when you took them into custody. And yet still, most cops won’t make that lie. Why? Because it’s not worth it. One person with a video camera means you get called out for perjury and get fired. To be fired is to lose your pension. Now why would want to do that? You get paid whether or not the guy walks. Let the bastard go.

    Then Vice digs deeper and makes the link between the rise of police lies and Mapp v. Ohio and Terry v. Ohio. Deep. Insightful.

    OK… Vice does indeed go a bit off the deep end. In Malonowski’s words, “police are indoctrinated into something akin to genocidal project: the forced removal of a class of people from their homes.” Sure. Whatever. And a bit of ignorance shines through as well: “If we started taking police lies more seriously — prosecuting them as we would civilian perjurers….” Tee-hee. See that’s funny, not because it’s true, but because it makes the assumption that civilians get prosecuted for lying in court. Ha ha.

    OK, maybe Vice doesn’t like police. But hell, I don’t expect Vice to be pro-police. Hell, even more, I don’t want Vice to be pro-police! And yet it’s still a great article.

    Once again, for the record, I did not see an officer lie in court. Maybe Baltimore officers are simply more honest than cops in other cities? Maybe. I kind of doubt it, but maybe.

    But I write this not to defend cops. Do some cops lie? Yes. We’ve seen it. Is the harm they do somehow mitigated by putting some schmuck away for some time? No, not even close. But you could end 90 percent of police corruption if you ended the drug war. And in the meantime, if you’re looking to find out why the system is rotten, you’re barking up the wrong tree if you focus on police testimony. The lying cops that are out there are symptom of the drug-war problem, not the cause. Not even close.

  • Jackpot!

    Alan Suderman of the Washington City Paper has a good article about police department discipline and some recent happenings in DC. Here’s the main story. And an extra.

    I don’t know why, but I always get a kick about being quoted using naughty words. In truth, I don’t actually think Iswear that much. And yet the blue just seem to roll out when I talk to a journalist about, well, the blue

    To wit:

    As Peter Moskos, the former Baltimore cop with a PhD from Harvard said in LL’s cover story: “It’s the worst of both worlds, because they have all these rules, but then it comes down to whether they want to fuck you or not.”

    Good thing he didn’t say that while on the force. He might have gotten fired.

  • David Durk thought I was crazy…

    …at least at first.

    David Durk died last month. And I didn’t even know it. That really would have pissed him off.

    (My excuse for missing the obits was that I was en-route to a conference in Chicago. Here’s one. And another. And a third.)

    Let me take you back a bit. In October, 2009, there was this strange voice mail on my school office phone. Some gruff guy with no phones manners said, quite awkwardly: “Call me I want to talk about your book!”

    Hmmmm… No, thank you.

    But I did save the message because it was so strange.

    A month later a similar message comes over the phone. But now I’m sitting in front of my computer. He did actually spell his name, David Durk, D.U.R.K., so I punched it into google. The David Durk? I called him back the next day.

    He proceeded to talk my ear off for a good 40 minutes. He hadn’t read my book, but he had heard something I said that pissed him off, which seemingly wasn’t very hard top do. He thought I was crazy because I said something like, “the culture of police today isn’t corrupt.” What can I say? I call ’em like I see ’em. I didn’t know what else to tell him (nor did I ever get the chance to say much). But I did offer to send David Durk a copy of Cop in the Hood. And I did.

    A short time passes and he call me again saying, “I just finished reading the last footnote! Great stuff.” That blurb from him has been on the right column of this blog for a while now. I’m rather proud of it. We got along better after he read my book. I like to think he respected my integrity. Or maybe he just had a soft spot for a college-educated cop. I don’t know if I got in more than 50 words, edge-wise. Evidently, I later learned, I was not the first to experience this Durkian balance of conversation.

    But I considered it an honor to listen to David Durk ramble on. I mean, he’s David Durk for Christ’s sake, and my time isn’t that precious. But I never did invite him to speak to my classes or the school, which (before his health issues became more serious) he was keen to do. We never met. I didn’t really want to. We talked a few more times on the phone. These conversations each lasted about an hour. But over the phone, when push came to shove, I could simply hang up.

    What David Durk told me, again and again, was that the world was corrupt, policing was corrupt, and he was forced out to retire on an officer’s pension rather than the lieutenant’s pension he deserved. I couldn’t argue with any of that, because he would never give me the chance.

    By many accounts, David Durk was a difficult personality. He struck me as not at peace with himself or the world. Mind you, had he achieved some zen-like state of nirvana, he never would have accomplished what he did. I mean, David Durk — along with Frank Serpico — changed the friggin’ culture of modern police! I can’t think of any other two individual with so much positive impact on policing in the 20th century.

    Perhaps the most importantly change is that today (going back at least twenty years) an honest person can become an honest cop and lead a crime-free work-life for 20 years. No “pad”; no stealing from places already burglarized; no shaking down drug dealers; no shooting criminals just to teach them a lesson (not that Durk was opposed to a robbery squad that did just that, just FYI). It’s not that none of this ever happens, it’s that there’s no longer institutionalized criminal corruption in rank-and-file policing. We have Durk and Serpico to thank for that.

    But something odd happens when you quit policing. In the following years you assume nothing has changed. I know policing changed a lot from 1990 to 2001. And I suspect it’s changed as much if not more between 2001 and 2012. But not in my mind, which will forever be a bit stuck in a bit of a time-warp from 2001.

    David Durk lived his life thinking policing hadn’t changed much over the years. This was unfortunate. For a man not known for his humility, Durk couldn’t appreciate what he himself had done do make policing less corrupt. He told me things were just as corrupt in 2012 as they were in 1985, or even 1970. “But it ain’t so, David,” I would tell him, “It just isn’t.” For Durk, the world was never clean enough. The man tired me out. But I’m happy he found the time to do so.

    Rest in peace.

  • Cop Does Good, paper reports

    An all too rare reporting of a cop doing a good deed.

    Of course the cynic in me worries that he will get in trouble for 1) being off post, 2) shopping while on duty, and 3) accepting a police discount. That’s they way cops think because that’s the way the departments can f*ck you, when they want to. Only the good press might save him.

    Why do we let police work in a system where they can get in trouble for buying shoes for a barefoot homeless guy?

    [Update: The homeless guy was found barefoot again by the New York Times. He said the shoes were in a safe place because they were worth a lot of money.]

  • In Memory of Crystal Sheffield

    Who died in the line of duty, ten years ago.