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Bobbies On The Beat

Status: Bring back the constables of the constabulary.



Evening all. Now, once upon another time, the polite policeman was the pillar of any community, of any town. Everyone knew the status of the London copper - someone to look up to, and someone that the criminals were afraid of. A policeman was your friend in time of need, and he was the authority you could rely on to keep law and order, keep the peace. That great protector that served us all. That was how we all understood things to be, and not so very long ago either.


Dixon of dock green


A british bobby on the beat was all society needed to get on with it's business and not live in fear or distress. You knew that your local constable would have the sense and decerning maturity to fathom the rights and wrongs of daily life, and apply the law forthwith. It felt great to know that everybody was looked after by those boys in blue, and one could be proud of our officers. And if we stayed on the straight and narrow, and be law abiding, we had nothing to fear. Life was a simple case of cops and robbers, and clearly defined boundaries.


Dixon of dock green


Icon of our times, and fictitious face of fair policing, was this Dixon Of Dock Green, a TV character of great integrity. He portrayed the idol of the law enforcer, the gentleman and guide that oozed everything we came to expect from the police. His scripted charms of "Evening all" were not far from the truth. You could trust a London bobby, as he walked his beat and chatted with the locals. You would wave and smile to this honourable chap with the silly looking helmet, knowing you were as safe as houses.


Dixon of dock green


Ok, so where and when did it all go wrong? Where are our wonderful Bobbies On The Beat, the nice and fair policemen? This was the basis of London's safe and stable infrastructure, providing that law and order against the drunks, fraudsters, murderers, and gangsters that might threaten us. I can remember the time when I suffered my first injustice in the hands of the police, who mostly now seem to be just criminals with warrant cards. I was so very awakened by the reality of things. No longer was I, or anyone else, a good citizen, but we were fodder, numbers, statistics, and targets. In this day and age, the softer you are, the more likely you are to be trodden on by the long arm of the unlawful.


Dixon of dock green


We the people are at the bottom of the pack. The politically correct police dont really care about crime any more. They couldnt even if they wanted to. A break down in society starting at the top: Our guardian angels who just cannot operate as a viable force. But they have their quotas, so what happens? Target the innocents. Thus, the public are now the soft targets for anyone in authority, as well as the gangsters who now roam the streets with impunity. Not a pleasant situation for Londoners to be in.


Dixon of dock green


These Beat Bobbies are long gone, replaced by monsters who are more concerned with the 'human rights' of the criminal than fighting or solving crime. These monsters, who are recruited via diversity programs, are only employed because they fit some absurd demographic, and not because they are the best for the job. Real crime is ignored, whereas other instances might be over-policed if that situation be found to be an easy and soft target. Meanwhile, gangsters and louts and 'sensitive' issues go unchecked through police fear of political pressure. Yobs are allowed to do exactly what they like. And the innocents? If you need a cop, they ignore you. But in the wrong place and at the wrong time, you might find a police thug leaning on you as if you were the public enemy. But the beat is bare, apart from legions of unfit 'Pretend policemen' who waddle through the streets, cowering in case danger might come their way. These dropout Hobby Bobbies are no substitute for the real thing, and the criminals just laugh at them.


Dixon of dock green


Low and high level crime in London is out of control. Modern day gangsters roam their streets, stabbing, intimidating, frightening the people. And they call it thier 'culture'. Their behaviours are even congratulated by the self righteous. They spend all day bumping into people and looking for trouble. But where are the police? The police wont go there. Instead they are harassing the motorist. Or harassing commuters on buses and tubes. Or they are enforcing political correctness, arresting pensioners, or just watching crimes being commited. It is London's ultimate destruction, and the police are, in fact, breaking the unwritten laws of this wonderful town by acting this way. And when a policeman breaks the law, there is no law.


Dixon of dock green


We need tough, sensible, and logical police back on the beat. Our bobbies need to be given a free rein from any authority to reinstate law, order, and respect within society. They need to be allowed to do anything to clear the scum off our streets and maybe even out of our country. I want them to get violently tough with the violent lowlife that runs our inner cities. I want them to leave the motorist alone. And mostly, I want police employed because they are big, tough, intelligent, fair, know the law, and can speak english - nobody, especially me, cares less what colour their skin is as long as they have these credentials. Personally, I'm sick to death of what is happening around London and I want it stopped now. Bring back the Bobbies On The Beat!!!

Charles (of London Town)

E-Mail Charles at: londondestruction@yahoo.com

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