Friday evening was something else. The previous deskman left me twenty-one unassigned jobs, detectives and police officers were held late in case of any Rittenhouse riots – there were none – and, sadly, Diego was present.
None of those instances were nearly as annoying as the job two officers brought in.
So, two officers were downstairs by the cell room. They were getting ready to transport a prisoner to police headquarters for further processing. As they were leading the – cuffed – prisoner out to the wagon, the prisoner tried to steal an officer’s firearm.
While. He. Was. Handcuffed…
One of the first things they teach you in the academy is to always protect your service weapon. When you’re leading a prisoner to a vehicle, always keep your pistol on the far side of the prisoner. When making a car stop, always try to keep your weapon far away from the suspect’s open window.
Apparently, they taught us so well, that I still remember it twenty-eight years later.
I don’t know what – if anything – was going through these officers’ minds, but the fact they allowed a prisoner to grab their weapon is disturbing. What is equally disturbing is the prisoner did not receive a hospital trip afterward. The man tried to murder these cops, and the officers apparently thought he wasn’t serious.
This police department, and many other blue city departments, have completely lost their way.