Where have the police gone?
I don't like the police. I don't know exactly why, but I just feel a shiver run down my spine and an enormous amount of resentment whenever I see a police officer. I have never been in trouble with the police, and whenever I have had a 'dealing' with them, I think I can say that the one's that I have spoken to were quite nice. Nonetheless, they are far from being my favourite people.
And what I saw tonight did not help my attitude towards them.
When I applied to medical school, I was a bit lost. I hadn't done full A-level biology which meant that I could only apply to few medical schools. The ones I did apply to, I had no idea about. Anyway, that's for another time. One way or another, I ended up in the city with the highest crime rates in the country; that same city which is constantly being branded Britain's "crappest town". In case you can't guess which one it is, i'll give you a clue. It begins with H, has L at the end and has L and U in the middle, in no particular order.
It seems coincidental, to say the least, that in this city, with such high crime, I have never seen a police officer on the beat (with the exception of a few drunken nights out). However, that rule was broken today. If you ever have to ask the question "Where are the police?", I have an answer. They are all in Subway on Cottingham Road.
I was walking home from Jacksons and saw two police officer going back to their van with a sandwich. Fine, I thought, everyone's entitled to a break. But then the back doors opened. There were a total of nine officers sat in the van eating their Subway. At least they're watching the calories.
Since coming to Hull i've witnessed three incidents that resulted in a call to the police. One of those times was me speaking on the phone. On none of these occasions did a police officer even bother to turn up. Yet it seems that in this crime ridden city there is still justification for nine officers to borrow a black mariah and take a trip to Subway. I dare even say that if there was a mugging (in fact, we've seen an attempted rape on this road) they wouldn't have budged.
Oh well. I suppose that's quite a meaningless post to start this blog off. But I think it needed saying. Wasn't there an experiment recently to see if increasing bobbies on the beat decreased crime rates? If I recall correctly there was, and it did, but was stopped a few weeks later because they didn't have enough time to complete their paper work.
Oh, and why spastic dysuria I hear you cry? Well, i'm not poking fun at what sounds like a terrible medical condition. However, during revision it seems that some poor souls do actually suffer from said condition.
Terrible.
And what I saw tonight did not help my attitude towards them.
When I applied to medical school, I was a bit lost. I hadn't done full A-level biology which meant that I could only apply to few medical schools. The ones I did apply to, I had no idea about. Anyway, that's for another time. One way or another, I ended up in the city with the highest crime rates in the country; that same city which is constantly being branded Britain's "crappest town". In case you can't guess which one it is, i'll give you a clue. It begins with H, has L at the end and has L and U in the middle, in no particular order.
It seems coincidental, to say the least, that in this city, with such high crime, I have never seen a police officer on the beat (with the exception of a few drunken nights out). However, that rule was broken today. If you ever have to ask the question "Where are the police?", I have an answer. They are all in Subway on Cottingham Road.
I was walking home from Jacksons and saw two police officer going back to their van with a sandwich. Fine, I thought, everyone's entitled to a break. But then the back doors opened. There were a total of nine officers sat in the van eating their Subway. At least they're watching the calories.
Since coming to Hull i've witnessed three incidents that resulted in a call to the police. One of those times was me speaking on the phone. On none of these occasions did a police officer even bother to turn up. Yet it seems that in this crime ridden city there is still justification for nine officers to borrow a black mariah and take a trip to Subway. I dare even say that if there was a mugging (in fact, we've seen an attempted rape on this road) they wouldn't have budged.
Oh well. I suppose that's quite a meaningless post to start this blog off. But I think it needed saying. Wasn't there an experiment recently to see if increasing bobbies on the beat decreased crime rates? If I recall correctly there was, and it did, but was stopped a few weeks later because they didn't have enough time to complete their paper work.
Oh, and why spastic dysuria I hear you cry? Well, i'm not poking fun at what sounds like a terrible medical condition. However, during revision it seems that some poor souls do actually suffer from said condition.
Terrible.
posted by Phil @ 6:35 PM
1 Comments:
Hey Phil --
Thanks for blogging my image. I'm not sure why http://www.brazel.uklinux.net/police.jpg is hosting the image. They shouldn't be.
If you don't mind, would you please change the way you're referring to the image? I'd prefer if you used the flickr HTML snippet that displays the image and refers back to their site. My intention had been to include the necessary code below (at the bottom of the message) but this blogging interface doesn't allow it (HTML restriction). Clicking the URL below will take you to the page on flickr where you can click on the 'all sizes' button above the image to get the HTML snippet. Thanks.
http://flickr.com/photos/smenzel/21401285/
Sandro
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