Ok let’s talk about desensitisation…👀 I don’t know how many sudden deaths I’ve been to. I can’t tell you how many dead bodies I’ve seen. That’s not a normal thing to say is it? (⚠️ Health warning for the rest of this post. ⚠️) But that’s my job. As a Response Cop and now Sergeant, we deal with sudden deaths and murders, daily. Why? To ensure there’s no foul play and conduct an initial investigation incase there may have been. Last year one of my good friends (a fellow Sergeant) and I went to a “One Under” on the Underground. I’ve been to quite a few, he hadn’t. Seeing a human body cut in two by a train isn’t something that leaves you quickly. My friend was rather shaken by it, understandably, we left to get some fresh air and talked about how bizarre our job is. The next call we attended was a noise complaint in a well to-do part of town. Having to be calm and rational at the next call when you’ve see what you’ve seen isn’t easy. That revellers don’t know you’ve just seen something they can’t comprehend, but you have to enforce the law. Behave rationally. It’s truly not an easy thing to do. Then, you finish your shift, go home, see your family and stare into the middle distance, trying be you. I won’t describe what a human body looks like after it’s hit the ground having jumped from a tower block, because you really don’t want to know, but it's been imprinted on my brain at least a dozen times. I’d argue we’re some of the most messed up people you’ll ever meet. Yet we’re also expected to work #PublicOrder most weekends, be rational, calm and deal with the frustrations of society. This job isn’t challenging, it’s pretty impossible. So that’s why I back Cops, that’s why I stand up for them and say it like it is. #ThinBlueLine 🚨