1:That numpty imigrant shouldn't have been let in. Also, THAT'S the exact kind of crime the police should be focusing on. We can't all afford alarms, but we do all pay tax.Originally Posted by TLDV8
Good on you,how about you join the Police force then ask for a transfer to South Auckland so you get a slice of reality.
There have screeds of threads like this,all whiners,my favourite one from some numpty immigrant who when his families not secure,non alarmed home was broken into and they expected the police to be there within the hour and find the stolen gear.
The only police force that works is in a police state.
Who here is prepared to be digitally photographed,give a DNA sample and be finger printed so crime really could be solved quickly in a lot of cases.
My bet is almost none would do so but would still whine from the safety of their computer chair.
Nothing chances, i see threads whining about Kiwi cops,i see threads whining about Aussie cops,i see threads whining about Brit cops,i see threads whining about Yank cops.
About all it says in this office worker/IT BS world is there are a lot of whiners.
2:I am digitally photographed, finger printed AND have submitted a DNA sample.
3: Regarding policing in South Auckland... I bounced at a shit box bar down a dark alley. It was a total gang-banger, dole-bludging, pokey-addicted, pregnant-teenage-drinking-smoking, my-Black-Power-boyfriend-will-fuck-you-up-if-you-don't-let-me-in, scum-of-society magnet. I delt nightly with fights between opposing gangs, dudes trying to knock around thier women, women starting fights between thier men. It could've been absolute chaos, but it wasn't, because I kept it under control (for the most part). I used diplomacy backed by force if neccessary (nothing nasty, usually an infliction of intense pain without bruising), but above all, I never, not once exhibited any notion of superiority. All patrons knew from the moment they encountered me at the door that I was essentially one of them, just another low-income man trying to bring home the bacon for his family (it was a second job obviously). I eminated that demeanour, and it's what saved me on many occassion from having the shit kicked out of me by ten big black men. Anyway, it was as South Auckland as you get. Example... one night a couple of guys were having a bit of an arguement, I broke them up and sent them in opposite directions. Next thing one of them comes back with a group and litterly stomp the other guy. When I pulled him up off the ground, his scalp from his crown down to the top of his neck was hanging off the back of his head like a dirty chamois. My boss called the police (which I was against because I didn't want to waste thier time on gang-banger losers fighting... they were street rats and street-justice had been served!), and when they turned up two hours later they were more interested in counting patron numbers, the licence conditions, and checking for underage drinker (of which there were no infringements of course).
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