Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Super Duper Heroes

Let's grieve for Ken Jordan. Let's grieve for him as a beloved son, a cherished brother, a loving boyfriend. But must we grieve for him as a slain police officer, one who died to protect us? He didn't give his life. His life was taken from him by a drunken asshole. Just as the lives of the teachers at Columbine were taken, the lives of relief workers and journalists in Iraq and elsewhere are taken, the lives of nuns caring for the downtrodden in dangerous countries are taken.

Since 9-11 we've been conditioned to worship the "public servants" who fight our kitchen fires and bust our teenagers for tinted windows. Does anyone really believe these guys chose such a career because they care about us? The same can be said about our soldiers. With rare exception, men who choose a career in police/fire/military do so because it works for them. They don't want to work at Wal-Mart, can't work at Apple. The idea of carrying a gun appeals mightily to the kid whose head was bashed into the gymnasium locker by the big jock with the cute cheerleader on his arm. The idea of dressing up in a dapper uniform and becoming part of a powerful club resonates with the guy who has a lot of testosterone, quite a bit of adrenaline, but little else to distinguish him. They love their institutional authority. They enjoy pulling over the red BMW and watching the rich guy quake in his Bruno Maglis. They relish wiping the tears of the pretty girl who didn't give them the time of day in Junior High.

I saw the procession for Officer Jordan yesterday. And, yes, it brought a tear to my eye. But not because he was a cop.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Marie, I know you didn't write that , so who's your ghostwriter?

Anonymous said...

I like it better when you actually write.

Anonymous said...

Thank you for that, Marie. While it is sad when anyone gets killed, I believe that the outpouring of sympathy over this one was way out of proportion. Shutting down I-25 during rush hour is more than the President would deserve, let alone a rookie DUI cop. MADD mothers notwithstanding, DUI checkpoints remind me more of East Berlin than the good ol' USA. But women go gaga over the bad boys, whether they be criminals, cops, or (especially) firemen. Does anyone grieve over the fallen lawyers?

Marie Walden said...

Michael, I definitely grieve over fallen lawyers. And accountants. You should've seen me when Kenneth Lay died. I was a mess.

Anonymous said...

omg!! You too - Kenneth Lay?