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Thoughts on Perspective and Being Blissfully Unaware

A few days ago, my quiet little suburb was rocked when someone who was pulled over for suspected DUI ran from the police and was hiding out in a local neighborhood.  After a prolonged manhunt, they did catch the guy, and all was well.

When I say our suburb was “rocked,” that’s only a small exaggeration.  Someone posted about it in a local Facebook group, and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at some of the comments.  People’s panic seemed unnecessary since, as far as I know, this was an un-armed, non-violent man, who was simply trying to avoid jail time.  All residents needed to do was double check that their windows and doors were locked, and call it a night.  I know that I really can’t judge because there was a time in my life where I might have been one of the terrified commenters.  The last thing I need to be doing is looking down on someone and saying their feelings and fears aren’t valid.

Still, I can’t help but sometimes hope that those of us fortunate enough to live in the quiet neighborhoods and “good” parts of town will gain a little perspective.  It amazes me how little people know about some of the stuff that goes on in our city.  Most of what JD deals with on a daily basis is never mentioned in the news.  People are usually shocked when I tell them how bad it really is.

The part of the city where he works is a haven for gangs, drugs, prostitutes, and drive-by shootings (which sometimes harm innocent bystanders).  People forget that he’s not just out there writing traffic tickets; in fact, he’s rarely out there writing traffic tickets, because he’s too busy getting in foot chases, wrestling with suspects, dealing with shootings, and chatting up gang members.

That’s why, after all his time on the police force, after watching him put on a bullet-proof vest every day and hearing about the times he’s drawn his gun, or seen suspects threaten him or his fellow officers, I really don’t care about a drunk hiding out behind someone’s trashcan (or wherever it was they found him).  It makes you realize how fortunate so many of us are- to live in the areas where we can be blissfully unaware.

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