Disgraceful
I'm an active member of the Fraternal
Order of Police—The FOP—and have been for decades. I've always
been proud of who and what I am. Therefore, I have an FOP star on
the back of my car. Since I have that identifying emblem on my car,
I carefully follow traffic laws.
No, really. If it says 35 MPH, I go
35. I signal my lane changes. I follow at an appropriate distance.
I do these things all the time. Part of it is my nature—I'm sorta
rule oriented like that—and some of it is the fact that I do have
that FOP star on the back of my car. The rest of it is that I'm a driving instructor--I teach teen-agers how to drive.
When I go out of my way to identify
myself as a Cop, I'm obligated to adhere strictly to good conduct ideals.
Goes with the territory.
On Friday, 8-10-12, I was nearly hit by
a black Escalade who was tailgating, speeding, and driving recklessly
on Highway 224 in Boardman, Ohio, heading towards Poland near the
intersection with South Avenue. When it passed me, the thing that
caught my eye was the boldly placed (near his license plate) FOP
star.
The FOP star isn't supposed to be a
“Get Out Of Jail Free” thing, jerk. Get your head out of your
ass and drive like you expect others to when you're working.
You're a disgrace.
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