John W. wrote:In 1990, one of my jobs in Chicago was working for a jewelry store right off Michigan Ave. I used to throw broken jewelry in a gym bag and ride the El from the Chicago stop down to the Madison stop and drop off $75,000 necklaces, gold rings and stuff to be repaired by people in the jewelers mall on Wabash. The Wabash people would charge just a few bucks for the repairs (I guess there's good money to be made in gold shavings). I'd bring the jewelry back up to the Gold Coast and the owner of the store up there would charge his customers 20 times the price it actually cost for the repair. It sucked -- I worked there for 6 months and made $5 an hour.
Anyway, the owner would pay off cops to watch the store. Hanging out with these guys made me realize how fucked up the culture was in the Chicago Police Dept. I've got a buddy I went to school with that's a cop and he's alright, but as a general rule, Chicago cops aren't cool. Once, hanging out at the store, this one cop told a story about how he and his partner busted through the front door of a house because they heard on the police radio that it was robbed. It was the wrong house. They fucking busted the door down to the wrong house. Know what he said: "I'll just say I wasn't there." Cop was laughing. They also said "Niggers... can't trust 'em." Fuck those guys. Maybe I was hanging out with the wrong cops, but sometimes there'd be close to a dozen of 'em hanging out in the upstairs office of this place and they were all laughing and regularly talking some fucked up, unfair shit.
I refuse to believe that police officers, sworn to protect and serve the citizens of our great city would act in such a way.
I flat out refuse to believe it, cops are good and decent people.
These are heros you are talking about.