All I did
for 3 days was train National Guard Soldiers how to do crowd control and search
people detained. I was given the Army
Field Manual on the subject but after a quick review I decided that I couldn’t
teach something that was 20 years out of date- so I taught them proper civilian
police methods.
Other
National Guard units got there and got things under control for LAPD and we
never left the armory…so all said- it was boring so I decided not to write
about that. The major problem for the CA Nat Guard was the only place we could have gotten ammo for our weapons in the state...the guys working there just went home at the end of the day and there was NO AMMO. Guard units responding had to stop and buy ammo on the way to the riots.
How about a
Cop story? One of the things I must have
done a thousand times was search a home or building looking for bad guys. I got pretty good at it and always took it
seriously because if a bad guy was really waiting inside with a gun, we were at
a big disadvantage.
One evening
several years ago, we had one of the Admin Pogues (AP) filling in for the
Patrol Sergeant. When we had an AP
filling in, we would just tell them to stay in the office and we’d call if we
really needed any help. On this night,
we had the absolute worst cop AP in the world as our supervisor. This guy had been in police work for over 30
years, but had never figured out tactics and things like that because early in
his career he was given command of a desk.
You can’t get a desk hurt unless you spill your coffee on it.
We got a
call from a woman who was out of the state and said somebody was in her house
in our city. How did she know this
(before the computer video stuff was so common)? Because the suspect was on the phone talking
to her…the suspect was her crazy nephew and he wanted to know if he could live
in her home since she was gone. She didn’t
want him there, so we got called to evict him.
So, in a
small police department there are many times when there are only a few cops…there
were only 2 of us that night and the AP weenie.
My partner and I got to the house within a few minutes (remember, the
cops are only minutes away when you need them in seconds) and “surrounded” the
place. (OK, we couldn’t really surround
the place, but if the media was there, I guess that’s what they’d said.) The house was not a perfect square or
rectangle, it was all kinds of shapes, so you couldn’t look down one side and
see the other side…it had been added onto so many times that it looked like
many houses that had been stuck together and it was impossible to really put a perimeter
around it with 2 guys.
So, since I
was the “senior” copper, I said let’s find an open door where the suspect went
in…then the AP guy showed up and “took over.”
He was lost, so I “suggested” that we find an open door where the
suspect must have entered. He was
pondering this and trying to think up something different because I later found
out, he never listened to any suggestions from officers.
Since our
safety was more important than actually catching the suspect, I told my partner
that we were staying together as we went around the house….as we walked around,
the AP guy walked behind us.
Lucky for
us, that night we had one of the best police dispatchers working. She said she was going to call back the RP
(Reporting Party) and see if a neighbor had a key to the house because she knew
we were going to have to go in and find the guy. A minute later, we found an open window. The AP guy said: “Climb through the window
and come around and unlock the door.”
I thought
that was a bad idea…when you have to climb through a window, you are totally venerable
to anybody on the other side--- never go through windows if you can avoid
it. And my plan was that my partner and
I were going to stick together. I tried
to be as diplomatic as possible and said: “why don’t we wait a minute and see
if a neighbor has a key to the front door!”
The AP didn’t
like that I had not just done what he told me to do. I didn’t care, I wasn’t going to get hurt
because he was a retard. A minute later
the dispatcher told us the neighbor had a key and we ran over and got it. As we got to the front door, I explained to
my partner that I was going in first and he would “stack” behind me…I had to
take the AP in with us, but I was afraid with our guns out that he might get
excited and shoot one of us in the back.
(yes, he was that messed up).
We got
through the front door and cleared most of the house. We were at the last room—the master bed room.
The door was old and narrow and it was hard to get 2 cops through at the same
time, so I went in.
The suspect
was trying to hide in the closet when I saw him. He had something black in his hand…it was
either a gun, or a cordless phone. I
backed up to the door jam and told him to throw whatever was in his hand onto
the bed. He did….it was a black cordless
phone.
He came out of the closet
and was cooperative and totally nuts. I
didn’t take him to jail, but to the county mental health unit where they
counted his marbles and wound up his little spring and let him go after 72
hours on a 5150 hold. He never knew how
close he came to getting a 147 grain 9MM HP round into his center mass.
5 comments:
My husband once told me a similar story, except instead of an AP guy, they had a German Shepherd, who was more than happy to go through the window. And the suspect came out through the same window moments later, crying, and leaving his trousers behind for the dog to shred :)
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So did the AP go on to make Precinct Captain?
Pax
I've had little luck with police dogs --they never ever found anybody we were looking for.
No, he didn't get promoted any higher -- he wants to be chief, but nobody can stand him...
That is the reality, it's NOT easy, nor safe... And glad you didn't have to shoot him!
Twice I've seen the police clear a building after the alarm company called me and them. Not something I want to do. My contribution was staying outside with my hands in plain view after explaining where the light switches were located.
One building was about 1,000 sq ft with a basement. False alarm. The other building was over 10,000 sq ft, with a second floor.
The second building had two intruders. They went out a back door, out the hole they had cut in the fence, and took off in a car. They were caught about eight miles away.
My impression, both times, were the officers had their act together.
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