For as long as I can remember, there have been people who hate the police. Some of these people hate police officers so much that they call for violence against them or even commit violence against officers.
I wonder if they think about the message they’re sending when they chant things like, “Pigs in a blanket, fry them like bacon,” or even blatantly calling for the killing and abolishment of police? As the child of a police officer, I have felt the effects of this firsthand. When people call for the death of people like my parent, it makes harder to watch them leave the house to go to work each day.
In 2015, one of these threats was carried out, and five innocent police officers were killed for doing their jobs. Fear surrounding whether movements that vilify police would turn to action quickly became a reality. Since this horrific tragedy, there has been an increase in the number of officers killed in the line of duty.
Some would argue that this is somehow justified, suggesting that the system targets minorities and that violence against officers is simply a way to “fight the system.” I ask these people, “Did this officer do anything wrong? Even if the system is racist, is it their fault? Have you thought about the families of these cops? Did they do anything wrong?”
I realize that there are certainly bad cops in the United States, and I dislike them just as much as the next person. However, I also know that the overwhelming majority of cops are good people who want to keep their communities safe. Most officers are not the people you read about in the news. They do their jobs to the best of their abilities and come home to their families at the end of the day— much like most other hard-working Americans.
When a narrative like this is pushed, it makes life harder, not only for police officers but for their families as well. When police officers are killed, families lose sons, daughters, husbands, wives, fathers, and mothers. These people love and are loved just like everyone else.
People don’t realize that, when they threaten the police, not only do the police see it, but their families do too. When people make threats against the police, this makes life harder on the children and spouses of officers. It scares us to think that our loved one might have to deal with this type of person. It feels like they hate my parent because they want to keep the community safe.
Like I mentioned, there are obviously bad police officers, but should we judge all cops based on the actions of a tiny minority of people in their profession? Should we hate all judges because one made a bad ruling? Should we judge all doctors because committed malpractice? Should we call for and carry out violence against everyone in these professions?
As the child of a law enforcement officer, I’ve had to watch debates on whether or not my parent is a racist simply for being a police officer. I know that my parent isn’t racist, but I don’t think some people realize the pain this puts people through, or even understand that what they say is being read and watched by people like me.
I want to be able to tell everyone that my parent is a police officer without having to worry about their safety. Maybe I’ll be able to one day.
The views expressed in this article are the opinion of the author and do not necessarily reflect those of Lone Conservative staff.