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And you need to never forget it...

Each time the police commemorate their Remembrance Day, we all need to do some of our own remembering.


The police Remembrance Day is the day when they once again pretend to being a quasi-military organisation that marches worse than high school cadets, adorns itself with campaign medals, and cloaks itself in pseudo-mourning for its employees who have perished on the job.


Pomp and circumstance for an organisation entirely undeserving of anything except the broadest public condemnation and an endless series of Royal Commissions which must be followed by criminal prosecutions.


So while it remembers its dead police, let me tell you what I remember.


I remember your vicious and venal brutality against helpless people.


I remember your unchecked corruption and brazen criminality.


I remember your complete lack of accountability for your on-going crimes against the people.


I remember your verbals, I remember your manufacturing and planting of evidence, and I remember your sheer and unalloyed contempt for the people you are meant to serve.


I remember your drop in physical standards which gifted us with fat, uniformed Karens and weak-armed and soft-willed He-Karens, whose first response is a Taser or pepper spray or a Glock because they are pants-shitting scared at their own physical weakness.


I remember how not a day goes by that your inbred criminality surfaces on the Internet, which is full of videos showcasing your utter failure as a police service, and reports about you being put on holidays with full pay while you await exoneration of some crime by your organisation.


I remember your complete and utter descent into the pit, and how you have turned a once respected police service into a coven of overweening arse-kissers and arse-coverers.

I remember all the indigenous and non-indigenous people who have died in your custody. I remember all the children you animals have strip-searched while leering at their discomfort. And I will always remember how you have ceased to apply any of the discretion afforded to you by the law in your slavish obedience to the system you work within.


I remember the vile and endless propaganda spewed forth from your Media Units to justify your crimes and to socially engineer the society you wish to police rather than the one you have to police.

I remember I once thought you were not all bad, but since so very few of the alleged good ones have ever stood up against the ever-rising tide of garbage cops that reside within your ranks, I remember I have changed my mind about that.


I remember your disgusting police union and how it holds government to ransom because the government knows it must rely on you to keep us from hanging it from lightpoles if that time ever comes, so it does whatever your union wants it to do.


And I will always remember, and teach my children and grandchildren, who I know will teach theirs, about your racism, your homophobia, your arrogance, your cowardice, your brutality, your criminality, and your total failure, both as human beings and police.


Yeah, that’s what I will remember.

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Boris Mihailovic

Boris is a writer who has contributed to many magazines and websites over the years, edited a couple of those things as well, and written a few books. But his most important contribution is pissing people off. He feels this is his calling in life and something he takes seriously. He also enjoys whiskey, whisky and the way girls dance on tables. And riding motorcycles. He's pretty keen on that, too.

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