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Police Keep the Peace!
The following story will give you an idea what the novel is like. No spoilers, I promise.
A cop gets a squawk on his radio saying that a red Ford is careening erratically down Maple Street. By the time the officer gets to the scene, the car has crashed into a tree on the boulevard. The driver, an elderly black man, has passed out with his foot still on the accelerator and the spinning front tires have overheated from the friction and caught fire. As the officer is trying to pull the man out of the burning car, the ancient driver returns to consciousness and reaches for the glove box. [According to ex-cop Joseph Wambaugh, letting someone reach into their glove box without proper precautions being taken can get a cop killed.] The officer pulls out his chemical mace and sprays the inebriated man, and then pulls him out of the blazing vehicle.
It turns out that the driver had diabetes. He had become incoherent and confused due to extremely low blood sugar and was trying to reach a bag of hard candy in the glove box to restore his blood sugar. Back at the station, the driver’s wife, who was not in the car at the time of the accident, wanted to make an official complaint against the cop for macing her husband, but the old man refused to let her because he was, understandably, appreciative of being pulled out of the flaming car.
I misled you a little. The above story isn’t a scene from Hollywood Crows, it is a true life anecdote from the career of my nephew, who is a police officer in a mid-sized Midwestern city. It happened to him. I am telling you this story to you because it is a real life tale of a typical occurrence in the life of a cop, and Wambaugh’s Hollywood Division novels include many incidents based on the real life experiences of police officers. Wambaugh was a cop himself for over 15 years before becoming a full time writer and according to on-line information has interviewed hundreds of other police officers about their experiences.
The Hollywood novels are not about super cops tracking down super villains. They are about everyday uniformed police officers doing their jobs. If you think that sounds dull, I think you will find you are wrong. They are not compilations of anecdotes. There is a coherent story line in each novel, but the story lines of those novels are supported by realistic incidents written by someone who knows what he is talking about.
🌟🌟🌟🌟 You may think that cop stories told by a cop are going to be biased in favor of police officers, but for the most part, this is not true. There are good cops and bad cops in the book. There are callus cops, sarcastic cops, sensitive cops and funny cops. There are great cops and inept cops. There is humor throughout the series, mixed with serious issues affecting the people whom we charge with keeping the peace and keeping us safe. Well-Written and Recommended.
ADDENDUM:
Bad cops: When my nephew was a “boot,” his field training officer was a cop who became infamous throughout the United States for murdering his 2nd wife and disappearing his 3rd. If you live in the U.S. you no probably know whom I talking about.
Inept cops: In 1976, my brother-in-law, a cop in an Iowa city, responded to a request for backup by another police officer who had a run-in with several known street-gang members. A few months before this incident, I had gone on a ride-along with my brother-in-law during one of his shifts. During that ride he told me that his philosophy was never to pull out his gun except in a dangerous situation where deadly force might be needed, e.g., a robbery in progress. When he and several other officers responded to the call for backup, the unarmed gang members were refusing to cooperate. One of the cops decided to pull his gun to force compliance. A defiant gang member, knowing the cop couldn’t shoot him, grabbed the gun and the two wrestled for it. The gun went off and killed my brother-in-law who was a couple of car lengths away. He left behind a 2-year-old daughter and a 6 month old son.
Great cop. When my daughter was 4 years old, she stopped breathing due to epiglottitis, a disease that caused her throat to close. I had taken a CPR course but had forgotten an important element. A local cop arrived at our house before the 911 paramedics, and he saved my daughter’s life.