What’s up guys? I know it’s sort of been a while and my writer’s block has just been relentless. But hopefully this opens my mind and gets me going again!
I’ve wrote a few of these posts before and I always get a good response to them. Not to mention I really love writing these kinds of posts and they make me smile and realize just how lucky I am.
As some of you may know, I am the incredibly proud, lucky daughter of a police officer. I’ve wrote about it multiple times and recently had an urge to write about it again.
In my Multicultural Children’s Literature class we just finished reading the book All American Boys by Jason Reynolds and Brendan Kiely. The book follows Rashad Butler, a high school, junior ROTC, basketball player and the struggle he faces as a young, African American kid. More importantly, racism and police brutality. Rashad is beaten and arrested very forcefully all because a police officer saw how he looked and immediately assumed he was a thug.
I’m not here to stand up for the officer in the book for a few reasons. One, he was definitely in the wrong. Two, just because not all cops are bad, doesn’t mean there aren’t a few who are. And three, because that wasn’t the point of All American Boys.
I’m not here to preach to you all about why you should be pro-cop or why Blue Lives Matter Too or to tell you that everyone should support every single police officer no matter the mistakes they make. No, I’m not here to tell you those things.
I’m here to tell you why I, personally, back the blue. Why I, personally, support police. Why I, personally believe Blue Lives Matter Too.
The first and most obvious reason, because of my dad. He’s the strongest guy I know and I’m not just saying that because I’m his kid and let’s be honest, what kid doesn’t think their parent is strong? I’m saying that because every single day of the week, my dad puts on that uniform and straps on his badge and goes to work, no matter what people are saying about the police force. I’m saying that because no matter how many people are openly against officers and calling them names and just hating on them, my dad goes to work. I’m saying that because in the midst of all the hate, he goes to work to try and diminish that hate and make the world a safe place for everyone.
I back the blue because being a police officer is a hard job to do. And I’m sure there will be someone out there thinking that their job is worse. I’m sure there’s people reading this right now that might disagree and say that being a doctor or a lawyer or an engineer is a tough job. But let me just set the scene for you guys so you understand where I’m coming from. Imagine going to work one day, kissing your significant other and maybe kids goodbye just like every other day. Imagine getting a call after being on your shift for 10+ hours of a home invasion. And you go because it’s your job. Imagine not knowing what to expect out of that call. It could be a false alarm and there’s nothing wrong. Or it could just be one guy you have to find and arrest. Or, it could be one guy in the house and his crew is waiting in the bushes or around the corner to ambush you. Imagine getting shot at, bullets whizzing past your head, but knowing that the most important life is the one trapped in that house that needs your help. If you want to argue that that doesn’t make the job of police officers hard, please tell me how. Every single day these men and women go to work without knowing what their shift will hold. It could be a slow night of seat belt stops, or it could be a night where you don’t know if you’ll make it back to your family.
I believe blue lives matter because I believe that cops are good people who are stuck with this bad reputation. Let’s step away from all the law enforcement situations for a second and let me tell you about a wonderful thing that happens every December. At the Meijer on Gratiot road in Shields, Michigan, all sorts of first responders join up with less fortunate kids. The event is called Shop-With-A-Hero and I can tell you for a fact that the smiles on those kids’ faces when they get to buy presents for their family members and selves, all while being accompanied by some hometown heroes are 100% genuine. I’ve volunteered for the event and watched kids’ faces light up when an officer walks over to them and holds their hands and walks them around the store. I’ve saw the smiles on kids faces when they get to pet the police dogs while officers smile down at them. I’ve saw the faces of gratitude of the parents when they watch their children pick out presents that they otherwise wouldn’t have been able to afford. And I’ve been there when presents were delivered to families who couldn’t make it to the event and saw how they thanked the officers who took the time to deliver them. Police officers do so much more than just get the bad guys. They do events like Shop-With-A-Hero and let less fortunate kids run the lights and sirens in their patrol cars and make people feel good.
I back the blue because they make some of the hardest decisions and sacrifices of their lives. They break the news to families when members pass away. They put their own life on the line to make sure someone gets to go home safely. They miss holidays and family gatherings at home to keep the streets safe. They miss their kids’ games and competitions and meets to protect people who don’t even like them. They work long hours and sometimes without anything more than some traffic stops. They see things that we can’t even imagine, bodies twisted and broken in car accidents, bullet wounds to the head, stabbings, killings, all the things our nightmares are made of.
I back the blue because of my dad. Because I know he makes tough decisions every single day and that he goes to work without knowing what the day will hold. I back the blue because I know that not every cop is bad. I back the blue because they take on situations that the rest of us run from. I back the blue because they rush to a car crash even if it means leaving in the middle of Thanksgiving dinner. I back the blue because I know that my big brothers and sisters will always have my back no matter how old I get and because they all put their lives on the line so I can sleep safely at night, knowing there’s someone out there to protect me.
That’s why I back the blue.