[Spyder]

I've seen some pretty hot frickin' hookers.

What part of the constitution says you can drive a car, drink fresh water, eat a meal in a restaurant or have electricity in your house? Not to mention the lack of the constitutions ability to protect you against rape, murder, mayhem, arson, theft or any other sort of detrimental criminal act against your individual world. Your argument there is completely without grounds or sense.

You will find NO bigger believer than myself, ANYWHERE in this country or out of it, in the Constitution of the United States and the fact that it applies to individuals to protect them against tyranny, oppression and abuse. Based on that and that alone I refuse to argue any "constitutionally based" points on whether murderers, rapists and drug dealers should be allowed to run their "business" or be brought down and stopped.

Anyways, opinions aside, if I get my ass in the shape I need to be in and take the job, I'll be totally happy pulling dirtbags, murderers, rapists, pushers and all other sorts of criminal vermin off the streets. Chances are I'll be shot at, stabbed, beaten up a time or three and fall down more than a few flights of stairs...for not much pay...and good but not amazing benefits. Chances are I'll love every mutha f'ing second of it and I'm not sorry at all if I infringe on someones so-called, self-imposed "right" to be a slimeball or a criminal or a detriment to society, to individuals or to my friends or family.

Thanks to those who wish me luck. SA, no hard feelings. We just don't agree on this and probably never will. Different backgrounds and different life experiences. I've seen some bad bad bad things happen to people I love because of drugs and those involved with them. Both guilty and innocent friends and family, so don't even begin to tell me it is because of someones own stupidity when a stray bullet flies through the wall of one of my best friends' house from the neighbors during a drug deal gone bad or when my niece is hospitalized because of a chemical dump from a meth lab or when my 12 year old step sister witnesses two crank dealers get shot between the eyes on their own front porch by an 80 year old man who has nothing left to live for because they sold bad drugs to the nephew of the poor old guy and he OD'd and they left him for dead in a dumpster behind the local grocery store. Don't even BEGIN to tell me that it was my friends fault for living there or my nieces fault for playing in the park where many of us grew up in or my little sisters fault for sitting on the front porch eating a hamburger because it was a nice goddamned day outside and she wanted to enjoy the sunshine and the breeze.

Feel how you want about it. I won't think poorly of you or call you a bad person just because you haven't experienced the same things that some of us have.

Ah, dinner calls. Steaks have been seasoned and I need a shower. First day back to the gym kicked my rear.