The environment, as well as the same people I police are in fact eroding me. In the wake of senseless crime and the constant confrontation with insanity, I am thrust deeper into the dark side of American society. I see the worst impulses of men and women driven by a blind spectrum of brutality the human intellect can concoct. I see criminal induce predators who will victimize in the worse violent manner without blinking an eye. I will soon realize that violence is a way of life for me.
Police work comes to be almost exclusively reactive.
Still, I can t help but be affected by my surrounding. The career of confronting vicious, conscienceless criminals start to fray upon my nerves. Yet, in order to function effectively as a police officer, I must be able to control my emotions. To be impartial in the wake of brutal violence and tragedy, I must abandon part of my humanity. I do this by developing a shield to protect me from going insane.