Walking in Hollywood
Sometimes when you’re right, you’re wrong. And sometimes when you’re wrong, you’re right. How can this be? Well, life can be quite complex with the addition of just a few variables to the basic level of experience that we are generally on. And depending on your experience, you may or may not be applying the appropriate level of complexity to your thinking as you try to understand an issue. When people want to render a judgement about something, their perception often uses a simple frame of reference in order to make the most severe judgement.
Lately this is happening with the entire profession of police work. Conversation about policing has gone from “defund”, which I take to mean restructure, to “abolish”, which can only mean abolish, and frankly, is absurd. I have asked many individuals what they would do, how one could manage in a world where law enforcement was abolished. Not only have I yet to receive an answer, I have yet to receive an attempt at an answer. I can only assume that those who suggest such an absurd thing only mean to make emotional utterances, and not useful, reasonable recommendations.
Often, in conversation with those making these emotional bloviations, I have attempted to give examples of how numerically, positive examples vastly outnumber the negative ones that they are aware of. Obviously, this doesn’t work. The issue lives within the emotional realm. It can’t be reasoned with. This style of thinking is like an infinite well of irrational ink which is spilt and spreads beyond the horizon of rational observation. It is a mob crying “witch” with a stake already planted, and torches at the ready to torture their target.
So, this time, I will give the crowd a witch. Let’s give them the other side of police conduct so they can know how, sometimes you’re right when you’re wrong, and sometimes you’re wrong when you’re right. It is not as simple as the simple seem to think it is.
One night in Hollywood Division I had to work with an officer that I really didn’t like. This guy was the cliche’d stereotype of what everyone hates about police. Here is a sample of what I remember about this guy. For starters, this dude could be seen with copies of “Soldier of Fortune” magazine. I don’t know if this magazine still exists, but I found it ridiculous in the 90s. There are far more of these cosplay types running around today, and it was more conspicuous a couple of decades ago. He wore a combat boot with his uniform, again, before this was commonplace among officers. Most still wore oxfords with modified soles to make them more appropriate for the activity of the job. He was a chain smoker, and I mean an unbroken chain. He would light his next cigarette with the unfinished one he was smoking. The smoke never stopped. On the particular night that I worked with this clown, it was a chilly night in Southern California. It may have been in the low 50’s or high 40’s, but it was the type of night where we would actually close the windows on the patrol car while driving. Generally this was not the case.
So, riding with this chain smoking, Soldier of Fortune wanna-be basically required that the windows remain open because the cruiser would fill with smoke. I actually remember a piece of cigarette ash once fly across and land on my sleeve, which made me furious. I dry cleaned each uniform after wearing it, and I thoroughly hated cigarette ashes. But, that wasn’t the worst of it. The way this particular officer drove was unlike anything I have ever seen anywhere. Most people drive with their foot on the gas, and place the same foot on the brake to slow and/or stop. This officer drove with one foot on the gas, and his other foot on the brake. He didn’t alternate, but rather applied them both constantly.
When brakes overheat they begin to burn. This metal on metal burning makes a thick, acrid smoke that can’t be avoided or ignored. So, riding with the way this jackass drove would fill the car with this horrible smoke if the widows were open, trying to get away from the constant cigarette burning when the windows were closed. And to top that off, he was nervous, twitchy, and always seemed like he was wanting to get into a fight. You kind of just wanted to punch him in the face to make him feel better.
So, on this particular evening, winding around one of the back streets of Hollywood where some of the old pay by the hour hotels are, we saw two men smoking crack in a dark corner. He pointed them out, and stopped the car about half a block back, and we walked up to the men smoking the crack. Now, if you’re not familiar, and I certainly hope you’re not, crack is commonly smoked on the street in little glass pipes about the size of a cigarette. One of the names for the pipe is “the glass dick.” And the little rock of cocaine burns very brightly. It can be seen from quite a distance. So, as we quietly walked up to these two men, I kept waiting for them to notice us. We were directly in front of them the entire distance. We probably walked about 60 or 70 feet in a straight line, right into their faces. Never once during our approach did they notice us. They were fully engrossed in “hitting the glass dick.”
Soon we were standing in front of them, less than an arms length from them. We could have reached out and touched them, and vice versa. My partner that night then called their attention to us. His greeting was the following.
As we stood there watching them beyond the glow of their burning rock, my partner that night pulled his sidearm and thrust it into the face of one of the men. Now, before he had his gun pointed, in the split second that I saw his move, I pulled my sidearm and did the same.
Now, if you know the slightest thing about how, when, and why an officer may pull his weapon, you may sense that this is not one of those times. You might think this is a violation of law, and of civil rights…and you would be right. In a split second I drew my weapon because my partner drew his. That’s training, and for good reason. Then in a split second, I determined that there was no threat, and Soldier of Fortune wanna be was playing tough guy. We were breaking the law, and in that split second I knew it. So, what now? What would you do? Here is what I did.
While we had our guns out, my partner that night did the talking. With our guns out, and words coming out of his mouth, the crack smokers were finally aware of our presence. There was a brief exchange about what they were doing, which was obvious, and then my partner told them that he did not intend to arrest them. He didn’t want to, and it is a good thing for us that he didn’t. He knew that, of course. He told them to drop the pipe and whatever rocks they had, and crush them on the ground. They did this gladly because they knew how this was going. This was destruction of evidence which meant they were not getting arrested. The only words I remember the officer saying that night are, “if you’re going to do this shit, don’t come to Hollywood to do it.” At that point he told them to leave, and which direction to take. He told them to go the opposite direction from our cruiser.
They started walking, and after they had gone a few feet, that is when my weapon went back in the holster. Then we walked back to the cruiser. I left feeling like we had just gotten away with a crime…and technically we had. There were more policy violations than I care to recall, and most importantly a violation of the Civil Rights code which is something no officer wants to get caught doing. That is serious trouble for officers because it is serious trouble for departments and the cities that those departments are in.
Now, I tell you this because critics of police lately are offering simplistic condemnations like, they’re all guilty…etc. Here’s the thing. Even as a stickler for following the law, if I were still on the job tonight, and in the exact same position that I was in that night walking in Hollywood, I would do exactly the same thing. In the instant that your partner draws, you must assume that there is good tactical reason to draw. You are a fool if you don’t. If there is good reason to draw, and you take a beat to figure out if this is a threat, your answer may come as a bullet to your brain, or someone else’s. There is not time to evaluate whether to draw or not…as the second officer. Correction of that tactical transgression can only come after the entire situation is put away. You also can’t stop in the middle and say, ‘hey, this is a violation of the Civil Rights code…’. Your response then may be an escalation of the danger rather than a return to appropriate conduct. It is one thing to not enter into bad conduct, and bad tactics. That is advisable. Stay within the law. But once an officer has crossed the line, getting out of the conduct by those with him or near him is not as easy as it seems. It has to be done carefully, and often that means slowly.
I am bothered by the fact that my partner’s conduct drew me into a situation that was way outside of anything I would have ever done myself. It bothers me deeply. At the same time, I am proud of the fact that I functioned the way that I did. I would have been a jackass not to react as I did. In an instant, the situation called for it, and I did the right thing. And it was wrong. Both happen to be true.
Jonna Connelly
04/19/2021 @ 9:29 am
What you say makes complete sense. My question is this: was there no correction of the partner available? By which I mean, could you report his behavior? Were there any other means for correction or change? He sounds like the proverbial “accident waiting to happen” not to mention the guy who gives cops a bad name.
koshersalaami
04/19/2021 @ 9:47 am
That’s what dilemmas are, though this one really wasn’t if you look closely enough. The world is full of them. Politics is full of them. It bothers me how little they’re acknowledged. Which standard do you follow? When they’re not acknowledged, neither are multiple standards.
Bitey
04/19/2021 @ 10:27 am
That’s an excellent question, Jonna. It is the best question, and probably most relevant to our situation currently. Here is how I see/saw it.
I was relatively new at the time. He had rank on me. I could have come in and reported him. The reason I didn’t is that given that nothing happened, I never would have been believed. As it was, if something terrible had happened, I likely would have only been half believed. Kind of depends on what the result was. But, as it was, I might as well resign at the time I informed on that action. I’d never have a partner again, nor would I ever get backup. And when there is no evidence, it is one story against another, and no one would take the young guy’s word, even those who knew this officer as a jackass, and that wasn’t a secret. It could appear to any third party that I was just out looking for infractions and reporting on them. And Soldier of Fortune himself could have said any number of things to justify what he did in the moment. Just like I did not know in an instant what had not be seen, he could paint a picture that something had.
I dont say this to excuse what I did. I volunteered it. Given the circumstances, with a partner choosing poorly, I had no choice in the first instant. The next choice, reporting him, would end my career, and allow his to continue. What good is that?
Jonna Connelly
04/19/2021 @ 10:50 am
I don’t question what you did or should have done and I can see absolutely valid reasons for what you did do. I, if course, have no idea what I’d do in the same situation.
Remember Serpico? Have you read the book? It’s what comes to my mind in questions like this. And that is the thin blue line, isn’t it?
Bitey
04/19/2021 @ 1:10 pm
The “thin blue line”, is the narrow boundary between chaos and peace. That is represented by the police. What I think it is is, “the blue wall.” As I answered your question, I revealed to myself fo the first time that that is where I was. I think that is the most minor aspect, but I can’t deny that it is. Dont want o excuse it. I mean to account for it. But, I think it is generally much worse than that. The “blue wall” is complicity in a way that it chooses unethical behavior over upholding the law. You’ve heard of someone throwing themselves on a grenade to save a platoon, right? This would be more like throwing yourself in an atom bomb. I would have been incinerated and nothing would have changed. Again, not an excuse. It was the only workable way I saw…or see.
Alan Milner
04/19/2021 @ 1:35 pm
I love this piece. I would like to post it on my Facebook account for which I would need your permission by email or return comment.
I understand exactly where you were at in that moment. I would have been furious with any partner who put me in that situation. Did the LAPD assign officers to ride together at random for each shift, or were there long-term partnerships in patrol cars?
When did this incident take place? That would be interesting in terms of the context of the period,
I would be interested in your takes on the works of writers who write about police procedures, Michael Connelly, Faye Kellerman, and so on and so forth.
Textural comment: You might want to think about breaking up your lead paragraphs. Also there were a could of typos were semicolons were used instead of commas.
Bitey
04/19/2021 @ 2:04 pm
You’re welcome to. Thank you.
Just curious, Alan, what is it that you like about it?
Bitey
04/19/2021 @ 2:21 pm
I answered too quickly. Yes, go ahead….and
This evening was sometime between 1991 and maybe 1993. As for assignments, partners were normally assigned by the shift commanders, and regular partners worked together whenever possible. Sometimes partners had different days off, court days, or vacations. On those occasions replacement/temporary partners were assigned.
The calendar year was broken into 13 periods called “deployment periods.” It was basically a 13 month year. (I have no idea why). In a normal DP, an officer would have 4 to 6 days off. They might be evenly scheduled, or they might be 24 work days in a row, and 4 or 5 days off in a row. There wasn’t much rhyme or reason other than senior officers got more regular schedules. Senior officers also tended to get their choice of which young guys to work with. All of them wanted to work with former Marines because we were all business, no bullshit, and yours truly had the course record for the 9mm.
One myth I’d like to dispel is that all cops are chummy. There isn’t a more contentious environment that I have ever seen. You’re under constant scrutiny. The vibe isn’t friendly. On my first week on the job I got into a verbal fight with a senior officer. After waiting in the 100 degree sun for my turn to shoot on a training day, a dude named MacArthur (another Black officer) jumped in front of me and told me to wait. I cussed him a blue streak and was about to lay him out. My partner, a good friend of MacArthur’s pulled me away and told me I was making a political mistake. I was just 1 year from my last day in the Marines, and I was about to crack his head off like a Pez dispenser. When I finally got my turn, I set the course record. I never had another seniority stunt pulled on me on the job.
04/21/2021 @ 1:36 pm
Youre a crazy good writer.
That said i have mixed feelings about cops. Like firemen, they go where the rest of us fear to tread. Maybe the problem is they fear to tread, too. Maybe they expect too much of themselves. Or maybe absolute power corrupts absolutely.
Whatever – I’m not going to figure this out. What the hell do i know anyway?
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Bitey
04/21/2021 @ 2:44 pm
That’s one of the best perspectives I have heard. I’d tweak it a bit.
I have no doubt that a lack of inhibitions can lead to off-balance behavior. I think it is bound to be a part of the question. But, as far as that goes, it doesn’t remain constant. That sort of inhibition ebbs and flows with the situation, and changes over time with maturity.
In addition to that, many timid, apparently anxiety ridden people can be the worst Machiavellian monsters you’d ever come across. My mother in law is a perfect example. They know how to get away with stuff and not be suspicious. So that is complicated as well.
And the corruption of power is a certainty. There are ways to mitigate and scrutinize how power games seep into how cops do their jobs. Some departments do it in a systematic way, and others do not. Incidentally, the LAPD style of policing was designed by Chief Parker in the 1940s to deal with that question specifically. LAPD differs significantly in style from San Francisco, which is built on the older/Eastern model like New York and Boston. That is too big of a subject for a comment, but your observation is important.
And finally, your compliment is humbling. That made my day. I rather wish I knew what I was doing rather than just dumping my mind onto a page. I had a professor in college who said the same thing to me. She called it voice…which still remains vague to me. But, thanks a lot MM.
04/21/2021 @ 4:24 pm
The policing issue is deep. Theres courage. And there’s hubris. And then control issues and not a little madness. Ive known police and many are power freaks. Not necessarily bad though, they just love the trappings.
I think about yhe look in chauvins eyes. It spoke worlds to me: defiance, anger, powerlust, hatred, adrenaline for starters.
(Floyd and Chauvin knew each other as i recall. Or possibly this was that kind of preliminary information that comes out yhat isnt necessrily accurate but i recall hearing or reading they were employed as bouncers or doormen at the same club? So i wonder after staring at Chauvins sad arm musculature- maybe he didn’t like George Floyd. Maybe he was jealous of such a beautifully put together man. Simple stupid things that have been known to change the course of history. Or end a life)
Id like to think that everyone who signs on to be a cop has the heart big enough for it but i wonder if those that do are more a rarity today.
I wish that young man who was a MMA enthusiast, i wish he was a cop. Id like to see more empathy on the force. Id like to see cops walk the beat again. But like i said, really, what do i know?
As for creativity I’ll tell you this, dont think. Let it pour forth THEN edit. Dont edit while you write. Or try not to anyway. I suspect you do this instinctively. Youre a natural Bitey. Even your name works.
Thanks for responding. Writing to you is helping me today. Im honestly feeling awfully doom and gloom. .
Bitey
04/21/2021 @ 4:36 pm
Don’t feel doom and gloom. We have all come through a lot recently. Things are changing dramatically for the better in many ways. The advances made for this Covid vaccine, as just one example, has huge potential for all sorts of things that we have previously just assumed would never be beaten, like colds. We are not without our challenges, but I feel a potential for positive change like we have not had in decades.
My favorite aunt used to say to me, “never discriminate against yourself. That is somebody else’s job.” I’d say to you, apply that here. There are obstacles out there currently. Don’t let your energy be one of them.
04/21/2021 @ 5:36 pm
Dont mind me. I spent the winter fretting over the lack of PPE and nurses in garbage bags and the maga nutcutlets refusing to wear masks or social distance and then came George Floyd and the terrible video and a summer elated watching the demonstrations for racial justice. A heart couldn’t have been fuller than mine. But then the nailbiter election. And then and then and then….. Considering we weren’t even leaving the premises the universe rocked nonstop.
This has been an insane year. I dont think i overstate. I think you’re right about dramatic change. For me, seeing demonstrations that until recently have been for the most part, primarily one race protesting inequality suddenly a true massive undeniable plurality of age and race and i assume every conceivable demographic vocally, blatantly in everybody’s masked face – THAT was powerful and so so magnificent.
But today its raining and i guess I’m raining too.
Bitey
04/21/2021 @ 5:51 pm
It was the darkest year that I can remember. Winter was dark as hell, and I mean that emotionally. I am just rooting for you to feel better. I am probably not saying the right things.
04/21/2021 @ 6:22 pm
Bitey tomorrow we go to costco for the first time in over a year.
It never rains in costco.
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04/21/2021 @ 6:23 pm
PS youre terrific to chat with. Thank you for the shoulder.
Bitey
04/21/2021 @ 6:59 pm
No problem, just “don’t call me Shirley.”
koshersalaami
04/21/2021 @ 11:56 pm
Wait,
You’re not Shirley? Damn, whose alias is that?
Bitey
04/22/2021 @ 4:15 am
Surely…not me.
ArtWStone
04/22/2021 @ 11:38 am
It took me a week to get here, and I’m glad to have made it.
Bitey
04/22/2021 @ 12:17 pm
I have been looking forward to your impressions.
ArtWStone
04/22/2021 @ 9:31 pm
OK. Dinner just about ready.
I’ll pour a cup of coffee and say more in the a.m.
ArtWStone
04/23/2021 @ 10:11 am
First of all it’s a good piece of writing, i.e., it kept me engaged and in fact I read it again this morning. That’s a one in a thousand thing right there when it comes to blogs.
The second guessing in our society has reached pandemic proportions. Currently among a small group of old guys, of whom I am one a discussion arose about the shooting in Columbus in our morning e-mails. We’re decent enough men and don’t want to see children die in situations that could have been controlled differently. By that I mean inside the house where the conflict developed. From there, back pedaling years to the time when that child developed the sense that attacking with a knife in an argument was valid. Somebody instilled that notion whether directly or by tacit indifference to her development.
The response that surprised me most was by the guy in our group who spent years in the Marines in the South Pacific, much of that time as an MP. He retired and went on to a career as a nurse in the states. He asked yesterday why the officer had to shoot four times and not just twice. He agreed the knife was being brandished and swung about, putting the other person at extreme risk.
His question stunned me.
Most of us cannot imagine the position an officer would feel to be in at that moment. Hired to serve and protect, the officer did just that. The person whose throat was not slit knows. If we agree as a society that situations can arise that require deadly force to abate then surmising two bullets are sufficient seems to be a red herring. Two is four at that point.
To stir the hornet’s nest I posited that he was simply following the wishes of so many that officers simply fire warning shots or “wing” the knife wielder. He then missed the knife four times.
Insensitive as that is, a society that feels the need for protections, but instantly damn those in the position to do so when they must choose, is not ready to do it for themselves.
This would be a fine Chapter One.
Bitey
04/23/2021 @ 11:12 am
Ah, yes. The shooting on the southeast side.
In 57 years of life, I have heard many things being discussed. Who knows how many? Hundreds of thousands? Millions? Billions? I honestly do not know. Here is what I do know. The discussion of that incident where the girl with the knife was shot dead is the most inane discussion I have witnessed. Bar none. The way you related it with your friends is the best discussion of it that I have heard. I have not even discussed it, other than to say, “have you seen the video.”
To say that the cop did exactly the right thing would lead one to conclude that one wants a 15, 16, or 17 year old person to be shot. It is not true, of course, but good luck getting out from under that rubble if you try. And if you do, there is more rubble on top of that. Mayor Ginther referred to her as a “young woman”. From that came criticism that Black children are often described as being more adult than they are. That doesn’t apply in this case one iota. It was a purely respectful idiom. Good luck getting out from under those boulders. (Incidentally, Ginther is the nicest, most liberal Mayor the city of Columbus has ever had.)
Your mention of “situations that could have been controlled differently” is BRILLIANT. I had similar thoughts. So far, your mention of it is the only mention I have seen since the incident happened. Conversation about this incident is massive virtue signaling or manipulation by the media. Does that mean I am not saddened by her death. Nope. It is an awful tragedy. Part of it began when she removed a steak knife from a drawer, or wherever it came from.
The video shows a grown male civilian kicking her to the ground. He used his foot as if to stomp her. Later it was obvious he was tying to separate her without grabbing her. Why? Probably because she had a knife. I have not heard a single mention of the guy who kicked her. None. It does not help the narrative of the cop shooting unnecessariy.
And finally, “shoot to wound”. This one I have heard. I have not heard “warning shots”, but that fits right in. “Shooting to wound” is an invention of Hollywood (ironically enough). And by that I mean the industry of visual myth making, and not Hollywood Division. Hands, arms and legs are the fastest moving parts of the body. They can be moved approximately 50% faster than one can pull one’s finger to engage a trigger. So, to start with, you’re sending a turtle to catch a hare. (This also wont work in the real world). Secondly, with speed comes elusiveness. A bullet can’t be given an instruction to follow a pattern other than straight. It can rise and fall with velocity, but it wont veer like hands, arms, and legs can. People have an established view that accomplished marksmen “good guys” can shoot a gun out of the hands of “bad guys”. That can happen only if the bad guy will promise to stand still. The chance of that being the case enough to make that a feasible tactic is roughly zero percent.
The incident and the resulting death is tragic. Here is the thing about tragedies. They are only tragic if there is great loss. It would not be tragic if the one wielding the knife were some demonic amalgam of a reincarnated Adolph Hitler and Darth Vader. In that case everyone would just sigh in relief and say, whew. One less thing. That’s not real though. What is real is that a girl grabbed a knife for her protection. Tragic. She was later involved in a melee. Tragic. And when police arrive that her mother called for protection, she attacked two other women, and appeared to be about to impale at least one of them with that knife. Tragic. The cop saw her and after giving verbal commands resorted to shooting her to save a life, or the infliction of grievous bodily harm. Tragic. The girl later died. Tragic.
So far, other than saying things about warning shots or “winging” the armed assailant, I have not heard anyone suggesting in real world terms how else that situation could have been managed. Tragic.
Bitey
04/23/2021 @ 11:26 am
Oh, I forgot to mention the suggestion of why he did not use a taser. Basically because the situation was already a deadly force situation, and use of a taser would not meet the need. Imagine the ridiculousness if someone were tased and also managed to stab and kill their target. That target could also be the officer. The taser is not for those purposes.
Two things had a chance to work in this incident. First, the fighters, most especially the armed ones, would stop at the officer’s commands. Next, was the one that happened. In the way things played out with all of the factors present, those are the only things that could have happened in real world circumstances. The cop chose both. The armed girl chose one. I wish that girl were alive today. As I see it, that was a sealed fate once she grabbed a weapon and made it look like she was in the process of using it. It did not have a chance to play out differently once that happened.
Bitey
04/23/2021 @ 12:02 pm
One more thing. “4 shots”. Who knows why he shot 4 times. All I know is, shooting 4 times is not worse than shooting once. Shooting is shooting, and each shot should be deadly. Now, my training was called a “failure drill”. “Failure” was one of the concessions the LAPD made to PR in such situations. That goes along with the instruction of how to write reports. Two things are very important in writing the report. One, something that I have seen other departments do with increasing frequency since I was a cop, never mention officer safety as a justification. If you game out the conversation, “officer safety” will never actually work. The job isn’t safe and the job is to protect the community. It’s like the question, does the dress make me look fat. The answer is ALWAYS “no”, even if the truth is yes. “Officer safety” is untenable, so don’t say it. The second thing is the phrase “shoot to kill”. Shooting is done to kill, full stop. The only reason to shoot is to kill, and any shot should reasonably have that expectation, including warning shots in the air which will remain deadly until they land and do not kill someone. But, like a fat ass in a dress, you don’t say that ever. The approved rhetoric in my time was “shoot to stop”, or “shoot to stop the action.” Yes, it was a rhetorical dance, but “kill” doesn’t work as a piece of rhetoric. It only works as a technique, and believe it or not, some situations call for it. The difficult question is, which are the “some”?
Now, that “failure drill” that I learned, and still practice when I go to the range, is 2 shots to center mass. Sometimes they call it the “ten ring”. That is center body cavity where the most dense arrangement of organs and arteries is. A shot there is most likely to “stop” the action by (shhh) killing the person. The next part of the failure drill is one to the head. The tactic at the range is taught in 3 quick pulls of a trigger. Tap, tap, tap. Chest, chest, head. That cycle continues as needed. Tap, tap, tap. (Still moving). Tap, tap, tap. (Still moving). Tap…(no more movement). No more shots.
ArtWStone
04/23/2021 @ 7:49 pm
Thanks for the discussion. Pleased to still see how often we agree.
koshersalaami
04/24/2021 @ 1:19 am
Police shootings are not intrinsically unjustified. That’s why they carry guns.