If you haven’t seen your wife smile at a traffic cop, you haven’t seen her smile her prettiest.
There are not enough jails, not enough police, not enough courts to enforce a law not supported by the people.
The Old Testament is tribal in its provinciality; its god is a local god, and its village police and sanitary regulations are erected into eternal laws.
We live in an age when pizza gets to your home before the police.
No man, not even a doctor, ever gives any other definition of what a nurse should be other than this – “devoted and obedient.” This definition would do just as well for a porter. It might even do for a horse. It would not do for a policeman.
The greatest guarantee against the emergence of a police state in this society is the presence of a strong, respected, just police force.
One of the fondest expressions around is that we (United States) can’t be the world’s policeman. But guess who gets called when suddenly someone needs a cop?
Anarchism is a game at which the police can beat you.
Operator! Give me the number for 911. (Homer Simpson)
Most middle-class whites have no idea what it feels like to be subjected to police who are routinely suspicious, rude, belligerent, and brutal.