A longtime reader has a husband who’s a police dispatcher. He recently put a pillow biting progtard in their place.
This is beautiful-
My husband is a police dispatcher for a large XXX XXXX city. His job entails monitoring his own bank of four computer screens and dispatching the police officers in a very busy area of the city and monitoring adjacent areas. There are other people who answer the 911 calls and then send the calls to the appropriate dispatcher. Yesterday, he got a call to dispatch the police to an elementary school because an 8 yr old boy made…gasp!…a little paper gun. Oh, my gawd!!!!! Call the SWAT team.
So, my husband being a man with common sense, plus a finely tuned sense of the absurd, called the school back and said, “Yeah, we’re not sending police officers out on this. This can be handled at your level under whatever policies you have at your school.” He spoke to the school psychologist, for Pete’s sake. The school psychologist wanted the police to come. And do what? Our society is becoming ridiculously dependent upon government agencies to do their thinking for them.
I’ll let the reader identify themselves. But, to the husband, I applaud you.