Wine, Women and Cult

“There’s a war going on out there on our streets. People are scared and they have a right to be. The body count is high. Homicide. Assault. Forcible rape. Burglary. Armed Robbery. All up. Street savvy hoods have no fear. Not of the courts. Not of prison. When a bust does stick, we house them, give them colour tv and their wives on weekends. If that makes sense to you, then you and I are about to have a problem cos I’m your instructor here and i love to weed out airheads and marshmallows. I’ve got a job to do. To test your mental and physical fibre. Gonna work your tails off to save your lives and maybe the lives of some of your fellow officers. This is no picnic. No summer camp.”