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And
a Cop Killer
Goes
Free
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Article by Patrolman
X
Patrolman
X
is a New Jersey Municipal Police Officer. We
keep his
identity anonymous because he makes regular contributions to
this site,
some
of which could cause him ill
will from the politically correct.
On Sunday, June 22, 2003, after serving twenty-two years of a
maximum thirty-year sentence, a cop killer went free.
Out of respect for the memory of Officer William J. Perry, I will
not mention the name of the worthless being that took his life.
Three days before Christmas, December 22, 1980, Officer Perry was riding
the train from Harrison where he had been at court.
He was in plainclothes, wearing body armor while a badge dangled
from the chain around his neck. As
the crowded train rambled towards the Journal Square Station, Perry
observed someone puffing on a cigarette.
He could have ignored the infraction, hiding comfortably behind the
anonymity which comes from being in plainclothes.
Officer Perry was a good cop, and good cops step up to the plate
even when it would have been easier not to.
Officer Perry walked over to the man and told him to stop smoking.
Witnesses recounted that the man became loud and verbally abusive toward
Perry. After the train arrived at the station, Perry pulled the man from
the train car and onto the platform.
Immediately a fist fight broke out.
The punching and grappling continued with both men spilling onto
the tracks.
While fighting on the tracks, the suspect, apparently, maneuvered to a
more advantageous body position than Perry and was able to gain a free
hand. Undoubtedly, at several points during the fight, many a hardened
criminal would have fled the scene choosing to blend into a crowded
terminal in order to slip away rather than continue the fight.
No, not this guy; this animal’s instinct for killing would be
indulged.
Witnesses observed the suspect remove a handgun from his pocket, take aim
at Officer Perry, a husband and father of two, and shoot him multiple
times in his chest. One of the rounds ricocheted off Perry’s badge and
into his neck. In that
instant the animal had shown his true nature, he had become a cop killer,
one of society’s most feared predators. The cop killing animal then ran
along the tracks to the street and carjacked an occupied vehicle,
victimizing yet another person.
In the days following the release, Perry’s wife and two kids must have
wrestled with the pain of having lost their father to this worthless
scumbag, once again trying to find a way to reconcile it.
My heart as well as the hearts of police officers everywhere is
with them.
I truly hope that God levels his almighty hand upon this animal’s soul
in some way, shape, or form, removing this evil being from the face of our
earth, sparing other innocent people from his predatory inclinations. I
truly believe that someday this animal will be lying in the gutter taking
his last breath when the last thing his eyes will see is a cop standing
over him. An image of Officer William J. Perry standing there, handcuffs
in hand, poised and ready to finish the arrest he started many years ago;
ready to take him before God so that he may be judged and sentenced to
serve for all eternity in Hell.
-Patrolman X
A
MASTER CENTURION
Captain
Girvin is A Master Centurion, the truest leader of cops. I heard it on the news.
It wasn’t so much the fact that a NYPD cop got shot; something
else was causing my mind to drift back to the story. What the hell was a
lone Captain doing jumping out on two suspects in the middle of the
night in Manhattan? Initially
the news reported the Captain was off-duty but it later turned out it
wasn’t a chance off-duty incident; he was the commanding officer of
Manhattan North’s NYPD anti-crime unit.
With
a promising career, Captain Girvin had many reasons to justify cruising
past the two mopes crouching
behind the parked car. This is what I found so compelling about this
story. By the time darkness had fell on this hot city night in
Manhattan, Captain Girvin had it made.
At thirty-five he had already reached a point in his career where
many guys would have been content to ride-out their career behind a desk
or “manage” a quiet command. That
goes for many police department “brass” nowadays, they typically try
and stay far away from the front lines, choosing to protect their
fragile rank and nurture their upward mobility rather than risk getting
dirty in the trenches. But you can’t confuse Captain Girvin with some
rear-echelon police boss who is just biding his time until the next
promotion.
Instead
of circling around and waiting for one of his grunts to do the dirty
work of making contact with the pair of suspicious scumbags, he marched
into battle himself. “Pop…Pop, Pop!” Captain Girvin had taken two
shots to the abdomen. They
tried to kill him! With all the courage and strength of a true
battle-hardened warrior, he didn’t go down after getting hit; instead
Captain Girvin remained on his feet, staggering while the street animals
scurried like rats into the night. A Master Centurion, wounded, alone,
he managed to summon his blue legion with one command, “10-13”.
Other Centurions arrived and carried him from the battlefield where, but
for the grace of God, he has survived to fight again.
Captain
Girvin is more than just an example for all those in his command, even
more so he is an example for all proactive cops who continue to march
into battle everyday for the sake of defending their communities from
the savage horde. Captain
Girvin is a Master Centurion. The kind of leader I would follow into
battle any day.
-
Ptl. X
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