Has someone got an axe to grind with the RCMP? I'm sure that you could pick out any career and find something bad written about someone working in that career. Maybe we should keep an eye on our own back yard. With over 17,000 regular members I'm sure that there will be a few bad apples.
I have worked beside the RCMP for a lot of years (over 30) and I have nothing but respect for each and every one that I have crossed paths with. They have been there when called upon to aid in my job and personal life. I hope that you never need them but if you do, despite what you think of them, they will be there to help you.
MB Mountie charged in domestic incident
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The Old Fogducker
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Re: MB Mountie charged in domestic incident
Oh, oh ... Bandaid and Dash-X ... don't say anything good about the RCMP in cpl-atc's threads ...
RCMP membership is comprised exclusively of people with mental issues which go back to early childhood. They were most likely the ones in the sandbox that were hitting everyone else with metal toy dump trucks, causing the playmate to require stitches, and leaving a life-long scar. An encouraging predictor the person will become a police officer is that neighbourhood mothers refuse to let their children play with the budding constable unless closely supervised.
Next came public school, and the trauma that institution brings to the developing mind, when bullying the first and second graders becomes a really fun thing to do during recess. That's where the applicant gets to feel the first thrill of bouncing someone face-first off a brick wall, breaking a few brand new permanent teeth, seeing just how stimulating and genuinely funny a bloody lip, and a face full of tears can be.
After that its off to high school, and the first emotionally deep relationships with the opposite sex.... where testosterone becomes a huge issue for the first time, and leads to lots of fights in the locker room after gym class which have their basis in sexual tension.
Then comes the big break ... joining the RCMP, and heading off to Regina, where the prospective police officer is taught how to engage in hand to hand combat ... the right way, none of this "school yard wrasslin' stuff," but genuine gouge their eyes out, inflict maximum pain to obtain submission, fighting.
Then after graduation from Depot, its out into the real world, where temporarily free scumbags run loose in the streets, and each detachment commander goads his staff officers into handing out a few pops to the chops to anyone in the public who doesn't say "yes sir, no sir, three bags full sir" in an appropriately meek and mild manner.
If the officer really hits the big time, he gets to pull his sidearm and shoot somebody ... a quadruple bonus if that somebody is non-white. .... because after all, everybody "just knows" those cops are all members of the Aryan Nation.
The really good times come when the officer gets back to the Mess and describes what fun it was to feel the recoil of the pistol going off, smell that cordite and hot gun oil. His cop buddies will really respect him if the "perp" was gut-shot and wailed a lot before bleeding to death. Its even better still if he once was a local tough guy, and he cried for mommy as he was dying.
After all, that is how you see each and every RCMP officer isn't it cpl-atc?
The Old Fogducker (Grandson of a cop)
RCMP membership is comprised exclusively of people with mental issues which go back to early childhood. They were most likely the ones in the sandbox that were hitting everyone else with metal toy dump trucks, causing the playmate to require stitches, and leaving a life-long scar. An encouraging predictor the person will become a police officer is that neighbourhood mothers refuse to let their children play with the budding constable unless closely supervised.
Next came public school, and the trauma that institution brings to the developing mind, when bullying the first and second graders becomes a really fun thing to do during recess. That's where the applicant gets to feel the first thrill of bouncing someone face-first off a brick wall, breaking a few brand new permanent teeth, seeing just how stimulating and genuinely funny a bloody lip, and a face full of tears can be.
After that its off to high school, and the first emotionally deep relationships with the opposite sex.... where testosterone becomes a huge issue for the first time, and leads to lots of fights in the locker room after gym class which have their basis in sexual tension.
Then comes the big break ... joining the RCMP, and heading off to Regina, where the prospective police officer is taught how to engage in hand to hand combat ... the right way, none of this "school yard wrasslin' stuff," but genuine gouge their eyes out, inflict maximum pain to obtain submission, fighting.
Then after graduation from Depot, its out into the real world, where temporarily free scumbags run loose in the streets, and each detachment commander goads his staff officers into handing out a few pops to the chops to anyone in the public who doesn't say "yes sir, no sir, three bags full sir" in an appropriately meek and mild manner.
If the officer really hits the big time, he gets to pull his sidearm and shoot somebody ... a quadruple bonus if that somebody is non-white. .... because after all, everybody "just knows" those cops are all members of the Aryan Nation.
The really good times come when the officer gets back to the Mess and describes what fun it was to feel the recoil of the pistol going off, smell that cordite and hot gun oil. His cop buddies will really respect him if the "perp" was gut-shot and wailed a lot before bleeding to death. Its even better still if he once was a local tough guy, and he cried for mommy as he was dying.
After all, that is how you see each and every RCMP officer isn't it cpl-atc?
The Old Fogducker (Grandson of a cop)
Re: MB Mountie charged in domestic incident
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