People ask, “Where are the good cops? Why don’t they speak up? Why don’t they prevent these atrocities?”
A killer cop says, “I was in fear for my life” and that absolves him of anything. He could stomp a baby to death, invoke those magic words, and suffer nothing worse than a paid leave.
A good cop fears for his life every day. He might be killed by a civilian – it’s possible. But if he objects to brutality or talks about it, retribution from a bad cop is guaranteed.
Nobody knows revenge better than a bad cop. A good cop realizes that even being fired or losing his pension is better than being executed by a “brother” who feels betrayed.
A good cop knows that a bad cop will neglect to watch his back, or maybe even frag him.
Their first loyalty is to each other, not to the civilians they claim to serve and protect. That misplaced loyalty is a perversion of everything police are supposed to be.
The Blue Wall of Silence is stronger than any oath or training, than any other other commitment or alliance, and certainly stronger than decency.
And as long as his brothers are a good cop’s worst nightmare, nothing will change.