For the Fallen

Posted by: Blue

Today, my first day of duty since the shooting in Ottawa, we wore olive green under-shirts which peeked through the open collars of our blue uniform shirts; a tribute to the fallen soldier.



A portion of now famous cartoon by Bruce MacKinnon, originally printed in the Chronicle Herald. If you would like a print, the proceeds will be donated to the family of the murdered soldier - Cpl. Nathan Cirillo. Please see here for details on ordering a print.

God bless his family.

The Princess and the Pee

Posted by: Blue

Our 17 year old arrestee had to wait for about five minutes for a female officer to search her. She remained handcuffed and wasn't permitted to use the washroom until she was searched. She kicked at the door for three minutes and then intentionally pissed herself, then rolled around and dragged her hair through the puddle, soaking her clothing and head. 

She ended up in a spit sock and RIPP hobble restraints after spitting at us when we walked through the cell door.  While we dragged her off to jail as an intoxicated and violent direct lock-up, she left a soggy trail of urine from the cell all the way to the cruiser car. 

At the hospital (a mandatory stop for all intoxicated youths), she asked the doctor to check if she was pregnant. She was not. 

Summer

Posted by: Blue

I've been wiling away the summer somewhat lazily. Blog included.

We've been out to the beach and camping and fishing and BBQing and enjoying the short, hot months of summer up North here.

I had a rough winter this past year. I'm hoping that this one is a little less trying, a little less cold and a whole lot shorter.

Hope you are all well.

Cheers.

Blue

Alterations

Posted by: Blue

The Quartermaster of Stores told me that my new uniforms should fit better than the last batch.

He was right. I only needed to take 4" off the width of the shirts, rather than the 7 or 8 inches from the last ones.

The pants are a better cut as well. Unfortunately, two of the three pairs are already coming apart at the seams.

Traffic Court

Posted by: Blue

I had three tickets on the docket today.

Three convictions. Two of note:

1. A guy who drove by us close enough to brush us with his mirror, while we were on a traffic stop and yelled out the window about where we had pulled the person over (she had pulled to the left of the street rather than to the right - not our decision). He received a ticket for failing to pull to the right. The original traffic stop driver received a warning. About three hours later, he was involved in a smash-up with a cabbie, fleeing the scene before exchanging particulars. He pled to both charges. Full fine.

2. In our city, there is a private contractor who runs photo-enforced speed traps in addition to officers running radar. The tickets are given without discretion or bias. I witnessed one run a stop sign at an intersection I was monitoring. When I pulled her over, she asked for a break. I asked if she had given any breaks that day. She said no, so I wrote her a tag. She fought it. The judge convicted. Full fine.

Love is Very Dumb

Posted by: Blue

Sunday morning at the end of our night, we arrested a guy for Domestic assault and utter threats. He had phoned dispatch during a spat (right after he pushed her out of bed, hitting head with the dresser on the way and then biting her finger at some point. He told dispatch that the police better show up soon or he was "going to fuckin' kill her".

We arrived. He was gone. Another unit nabbed him at the nearby McDonald's.

It was his first arrest, so he was released at 8:03 AM Sunday morning on a PTA with Undertaking including an NCC (no contact or communication) clause. I spent at least a half hour explaining to him that he would absolutely be arrested and go straight to lockup if I found him breaching. I had the feeling he wasn't going to abide by the condition. He told me I was wrong. I told him to prove it.

When we started shift again, about 14 hours later, the same date, we found him with her at home. I arrested him again right out of his bed.

After he was read his rights, and declined a lawyer, I asked him when he got back home. "Right after you released me." He said.

He went straight to jail.

Bar Fight

Posted by: Blue

Tonight on my way home after evening shift, I drove past a bar brawl that had spilled into the sidewalk.  I pulled a u-ball and watched from the opposite side of the street in case something went south. It took about 25 seconds before the first crew arrived. 4 more followed, including a Street Supervisor.

They turned on the lights and sirens a few blocks before arrival. The drunks scattered. So did I.