The bear watches an awful lot of cop shows. He's really fascinated with how they catch the perps. I always go upstairs when they're on and here's why.
I just figured it out today. It doesn't matter what show it is...whether it's the trailer trash hooker getting caught, the speeding car thief or the murderer-rapist-cannibal combination on CSI.
It's the mechanized steamroller of the cops. They talk in dispassionate voices, seething cynacism and superiority. They accomplish what they need to by intimidation, exploitation of weakness, clever trickery, baldface lying. I always, for some reason, hope they are wrong. Because the only thing that is separating them from the criminal is they are justified by law.
To me that's really creepy.
So, I hold out that they are wrong. And when I am forced to admit they are right, I feel depressed. Depressed that malicious behaviour wins. Ever.
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I guess it's been almost five years since I've written anything here.
Plenty of time for it to cool down. We'll see what happens. Medical
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