Heads will role, almost literally.

This lovely evening at nine o'clock you sat down to watch a progam on Channel 4, you'd heard a lot about it from various internet forums and blogs, but you had no idea (fact) what it would contain. You expected it to involve lots of footage, lots of incriminating and lots of Anti Police remarks.

You clearly have a problem with an awful lot of the footage shown, the behaviour of some of the officers appalled you and you think they are a disgrace to the uniform. However it is quite clear that the woman who filmed this has a grudge against the Police, male Officers especially.

You are in no way condoning the bahaviour of the Officers in the footage, but her motives are questionable as is her credibility. This is so because she seems to be commenting on the speck in other people's eyes when she has a plank in her own. She comments on Sexism in the Police Force, but makes remarks about the attitudes of 'mainly men' towards rapes, now that you know is sexism.

She's left the Police to pursue a profitable career in TV. Therefore you, the honest, hardworking (feeling your head grow here) street bobbie has been left by her to pick up the pieces, the mess that the public might create because of this TV Show.

Lovely.

Dispatches: Deception.

You hate racism and people with prejudice and you will do anything to see that they are brought to justice. However there is a line between an opinion and a racist or prejudiced attitude. A program entitled 'The Secret Policeman' once exposed disgusting attitudes of Police Officers at a force training school in Greater Manchester, towards the black community. You thank the reporter who exposed these problems, because they should have been exposed to the public and the Officers who made these comments and engaged in these actions were brought to justice and rightly so.

However you have recently been informed of a program that will air soon on Channel 4. In this program is not an undercover reporter on a mission to expose illegal acts, racism and prejudice without thought of personal gain but a disgruntled Officer with a grudge, on a mission to make a force look bad, in anyway she possibly can, sparing no punches, going as low and as petty as she can. You see the difference between the two, it's a big one.

Police Officers playing Cricket in the Station Car park!! How terrible, roll out the dog squad, the RIOT vans and CID!!

You're laughing now and rightly so.

You feel for them.

You're sat in the station, drinking coffee. You hate coffee that isn't decaffinated, but today it tastes alright. But anyway, your partner runs up to you and let's you know that a Code Red Domestic incident has come over and you need to go with him, now.

You run out of the station with him and jump in the car, the blue lights go on and you speed out of the station gates and onto the open road. You rush through the streets, through red lights and overtake cars that pull over to let you through. As you get closer to the incident you wonder what will happen when you get there, will people be hurt? Will people be dead? You have no idea.

As you pull round the corner onto the road, you see two people stood outside a house. One woman, one man. There isn't any shouting and there isn't a commotion. Your alert status goes up and you wonder if it's a set up, a trick luring you to an assualt. It transpires that the man has had a fight with his girlfriend and she has smashed his front window with a brick, the woman stood with him is his next door neightbour and has witnessed it all.

Your partner goes into the man's house and you go into the woman's. As you enter you smell something, it's beautiful, a hint of lavender and lemon. You also see children sitting on the sofa, watching TV. You take a statement from the woman and then you go and talk to the chidren, you love children, they are innocent, they are without sin. You feel for them and the mother, they have to live next to this, they have to live in fear that their property will be damaged, all because the guy next door won't keep his trousers on.

That woman is one of the reasons you do your job, why should she and her family have to suffer? Well the answer to that is that she bloody well shouldn't have to, she's innocent as are her children. If only the world you live in saw that and acted accordingly.

The State of Affairs.

You can walk down the street in this country, look at someone the wrong way and they feel it's a justified reason to beat you to a pulp and film it. The kind of people that do this are bastards, scum, lowlife, pondlife, complete and utter shaps of shit. But you know all they will get is a year in a YOI or a Caution.

This kind of behaviour needs to be stopped, it needs to be cut down and chopped up into shreads. It needs a zero tolerance approach and serious penalties put in place. It makes you angry that people get away with so much, they get off 'scot free' and are able to walk away while their victims have life changing injuries.

You try and clean up the mess, but your efforts seem to do nothing to stop it. Maybe one day the state of affairs in this country will improve, but aslong as the criminals don't fear the law, it will remain the same.

Life is everyday, every minute and every second.

You wake up in the morning ready to embrace the new day, or maybe not. Rubbing your eyes to get the dust away is the best part, the sun is shining and the birds are singing, what a lovely day. This is all taken away however when you read that another Officer has had his life taken from him by a criminal (scum), who thought it would be clever to try and escape from a moving patrol car. Your thoughts are with the Officer's family and close collegues at this time, this terrible time that should never have been.

Life is everyday, every second and every minute, that's why you live it to the full. You don't want to hang around sitting on your backside and watch life go by, pass by. Thats why when you get on the bus you look for someone to talk to, someone who looks beautiful so that you may complement them, this happened the other day. You were sat at the back of the bus, watching the traffic and listening to your MP3 Player. At the next stop you noticed a woman stood, she was most likely one of the most beautiful women you have ever seen. She had the right figure and the rest. When she got on the bus she stood up at first, you tried to get her attention to tell her there was a seat next to yours or even infront, anything to get a closer look at this example of beauty. She eventually moved to the seat infront of you and you realised just how beautiful she was, stunning black hair, beautiful brown eyes, amazing figure and her voice, well, to put it mildly it was a taste of heaven.

As you approach the next town you tap her on the shoulder and tell her she looks 'nice today', is that all you could say, now that is lame. You wanted to mention she was beautiful, fantastic, stunning and utterly divine, but to say that would make you sound like a stalker, you couldn't have that. She mentions something to the girls who are sat near her, you have no idea what is said, best left to the imagination. For the rest of her bus ride you watch her, she's got poise, she's not a sex object to you, like so many other women, you seem to respect her, even though you don't even know her name. As she comes to her stop, she get's ready to alight the bus, you tap her on the shoulder again and tell her to 'Take care.'

You haven't got a clue who she is, what she does or what she is, but you feel feelings towards her, feelings that you only feel once in a while, and boy do they feel good.

Life is full of suprises, that's why you must hold onto it, there IS nothing like it.

It's called a private life for a reason.

When you do the job you do, you can't bring your work home and vice versa. It's not because you are ashamed of what you do or who you are, but purely because it is a choice, one that is made with everyone in mind. When someone who you work with finds out something about your personal life and broadcasts it, you just want to give them a telling off. Saying something along the lines of: 'I don't bring my personal life to work, so I don't expect you to bring it here for me! Understand??' You want to say it, you really do, but you can't bring yourself to do it. In the end you take it on the chin and make a joke, laughing it off.

However, the gap between the two worlds has been made smaller, by some idiot who thought it was funny. Some people may think you're overreacting, but it's called a private life for a reason. You didn't go and broadcast anything about him, why? Because you don't make it your mission to find out about his personal life, when you leave work you forget about him, or at least you did until he stuck his oar in where it didn't belong.

Maybe next time anyone will think twice, because you know if this happens again you won't be able to control what you say. You made it clear at the beginning that you don't bring your personal life to work, you don't date your collegues, you're not doing this job to make friends or to find a wife because you already have that.

You're friendly, you're a good laugh and you get on well with all (most) of your collegues and have a great time doing the job you love to do. But there's a line between personal and professional and you'll never cross it. You have heard of things going 'pear shaped' in the field because personal has crossed with professional, you can't let that happen, you WON'T let it happen.