The meanderings of an underpaid, overworked peace officer wandering aimlessly through life, feeding at the public trough and waiting for his exorbitant pension that will hopefully be enough to keep him from eating dog food three times a week.
Badges? We got no badges. We don't need no stinking badges...
Thursday, October 21, 2010
T-rack v. T-Spitzer
If you did not have the pleasure of seeing the dueling press conferences, you owed it to yourself to watch the panel discussion on KOCE. I'm still trying to digest the hyperbole from all sides. I should have an analysis worthy of a stinking badge shortly.
