Friday's Heroes - Remembering the fallen officers

Officer Thomas Patton II, 30

Cleveland Heights Ohio Police Department

March 13, 2010 – Officer Thomas Patton II suffered a fatal heart attack while in a foot pursuit of a criminal suspect. He leaves behind his four-month-old daughter and fiancee.

An officer escorts the casket of Officer Patton with a riderless horse.

Patrolman James Kerstetter, 43

Elyria Ohio Police Department

March 15, 2010 – Patrolman James Kerstetter was shot and killed after responding to a call about a man who’d exposed himself to a child. Patrolman Kerstette is survived by his wife and three daughters.

*Thanks to ODMP.

Cops absorb a lot on information during the months they spend in the training academy. Then, when they finally do hit the streets, they’re required to ride with a training officer who crams even more information into their brains. But there’s a common theme between both areas of training – officer survival. Here are a few of the survival tips taught to police officers:

1. You will survive! Never give up no matter how many times you’ve been wounded.

2. Carry a good weapon. You can’t win a gun fight if your weapon won’t fire.

3. Carry plenty of ammunition. There’s no such thing as having too many bullets.

4. Treat every single situation as a potential ambush. This includes meals, movies, ball games, and church. You never know when it could happen. This is why cops don’t like to sit with their backs to a door. Please don’t ask them to do so.

5. Practice your shooting skills in every possible situation – at night, lying down, with your weak hand.

6, Wear your seat belt.

7. Wear your body armor.

8. Always expect the unexpected.

9. Suspect everyone.

10. Trust no one.

11. Everyone is a potential threat.

12. Know when to retreat.

13. Stay in shape!

14. Your family needs you home safely at the end of your shift.

*We are experiencing a bit of technical trouble with the blog this morning. Sorry for any inconvenience.

Southland: U-Boat

There’s not a more exciting day for a rookie than the day when they’re finally allowed to set out on their own. They gladly allow their training officers to nudge them from their nests, sending them out to meet the day, wide-eyed and anxious to save the world. Everything looks different to them that day. The sun is brighter. The sirens are louder. And cockiness is at its peak.

Sure, the recruits have been driving a patrol car for weeks, but nothing beats settling in behind the wheel of that same car for the first time without your FTO (field training officer). Last night was Ben Sherman’s time to leave the nest. And what a emotional first day he had—a missing child, an abusive father, and a battered woman who was the victim of an ex-boyfriend/psycho-stalker.

So how’d Ben do? We’ll get to that in a moment. First, let’s deal with Lydia’s dream where she hears someone enter her house at night. She tells another member of the household to hang on to her pistol and get into the bathtub. Everyone understands why the young girl might need a pistol, but why the tub? Well, in days long gone by bathtubs were made of steel and then covered with porcelain, therefore the fixture could possibly provide some nice protection against gunfire. Don’t even think about that today. Many modern tubs are made from molded plastic, or fiberglass. However, some older homes, like Lydia’s, still have the older style, metal-based tubs.

Okay, moving on. Lydia grabs a pistol-grip shotgun from her gun safe (the safe was a nice touch), and heads toward the stairwell. Suddenly, a man steps around the corner on the floor below and she shoots him from a distance of twenty or twenty-five feet – ignore the fact that the guy she shot (remember, this was a dream) was her former partner. The wound in the guy’s chest looked like it was caused by a RPG (rocket propelled grenade). In a show that goes all out for realism, this was pretty disappointing.

A shotgun shell contains lots of tiny pellets, each about the size of a single bullet. When the shotgun is discharged, it propels each of those pellets forward, but they don’t stay together in a little clump. As they travel they get further apart. Sure, in a short distance of twenty or twenty-five feet they’d still be sort of close together, but they certainly wouldn’t rip a hole in a guy’s chest large enough to drive a Toyota Prius through, even if its accelerator was jammed to the floor. The wounds would more than likely result in a bunch of little holes in the victim, not one large Grand Canyon-like pit of mangled tissue.

As usual, the shift meeting was an accurate portrayal of an actual pre-shift muster, with officers receiving pertinent information and assignments. Chickie’s assignment for the day was to work the kit room (In some departments, this is the room where weapons and radios are stored and handed out. Some agencies also issue patrol cars from the kit room). Chickie immediately questioned the duty, and the sergeant quickly explained that she was no longer safe on the street, a statement she soon proves true when she’s re-assigned to ride with John Cooper.

Ben, John, and Chickie are seen heading to their patrol cars. Cooper tosses Ben the keys to his solo ride and tells him, “Be safe, and watch the hands.” Well, that advice is golden. A police officer should always, always, always watch a suspect’s hands. Chances are he won’t be holding a gun with his feet.

Ben answers a call where an attractive young woman complains about a stalker – her ex-boyfriend. Ben goes through the motions of filling out the proper forms to begin a paper trail on the guy. Well, the woman comes on to Ben a bit and he politely rejects the flirting, citing department rules about dating someone involved in a case. Good information here. Dating crooks and complainants can only lead to trouble down the road. Ben hands the woman his card and tells her to call 911 if the ex shows up again. He also tells her to call him if she senses danger.

Chickie and Cooper are behind a car when someone in that car tosses a bag of dope. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve seen this sort of thing happen in real life. Why they toss it when a police car is traveling along behind them is a mystery to me. Chances are, the police officer is merely heading in the same direction and had no intention of stopping the car until the kilo of cocaine took flight. Anyway, during this high-risk traffic stop Chickie shows why she’s no longer safe on the street. She’s totally passive with the drug-throwing crooks. The woman Chickie’s attempting to arrest is not complying with Chickie’s wimpy commands. Cooper then reminds Chickie that cops should exhibit Command Presence, meaning there must be no mistaking who’s in charge. Give commands like you mean it! Those of you attending the Writers’ Police Academy this fall will have the opportunity to see exactly what this is all about. (By the way Southland fans, this event is open to everyone).

Meanwhile, Ben has moved on to searching for a missing child, a case he’s taken personally. In fact, he’d become quite obsessed with finding the little girl, which happens quite a bit in real life. Officers do take cases involving kids quite personal. Ben locates the girl after a massive search and all is well.

Back to Chickie and her woes. She spots a guy on the street with a gun. The officers stop and Chickie commands the man to stop, turn around, and place his hands in the air. Her commands are much better this time. While she’s doing this Cooper is standing to the side with his weapon drawn. Well, Chickie should have had her weapon out, too. If the guy had decided to fire there’s no way she could have drawn her pistol from its spot in the holster in time to save herself. The crook could have turned and grabbed her as a hostage before Cooper had time to react. Who knows? Now, once the guy had his hands over his head with fingers interlocked, then she should holster her weapon, while Cooper is covering her, and begin searching the thug.

Poor Chickie failed Searching For Weapons 101. She knew the guy had a gun and when she found it she stopped searching. BAD, BAD, BAD, move. It’s also a deadly move. Copper took over the search (using great procedure, by the way) and found a second weapon on the guy’s ankle. Had Chickie loaded the man into the rear of the police car with that weapon still strapped to his ankle, she may have taken her next ride in a hearse. I’ve actually seen crooks transported to the jail still carrying weapons. Luckily, no one was hurt.

Searching people for weapons is no time to be shy. You need to touch and feel every single inch of their body. The officer’s hand must find its way into every crevice and fold. Bad guys can get very creative when concealing weapons.

Ben receives a frantic call from the woman with the stalker/ex-boyfriend. She says the guy is there, so Ben calls for back up and speeds over to her house. He arrives and tried to get into the house by breaking the glass in the front door with his arm. I can say from experience that this isn’t a good move. I did the same thing once during the service of a search warrant. The command was given to GO! and I kicked the front door while other officers were doing the same to the back entrance. My door wouldn’t budge and I heard people inside scrambling around (I learned a few minutes later that the door was barricaded with a steel bar), so I broke the glass in a side window with my elbow. Well, a large piece of glass fell from the top of the window and pierced my wrist, severing a nerve. Guess what? I still have nerve damage in that hand today.

Anyway, Ben tosses a chair through a window and goes inside, pulls the guy off the woman, and then uses his fists to beat the attacker to a pulp. Back up arrives, pulls Ben off the guy, and handcuffs the stalker. But it’s too late, the woman is dead. Filled with anger and adrenaline, Ben stands up and punches the handcuffed man a couple more times, a definite no no for a cop. You never hit someone in handcuffs. In fact, cops shouldn’t strike anyone unless that’s the only means of gaining control of an unruly suspect.

Now Ben’s concerned about losing his cool. He worries about why he struck a handcuffed man. He lost his temper because he allowed the situation to become personal. Cooper delivers some excellent advice, telling Ben that a cop’s world isn’t all black and white, and that police officers live in a world of gray. Hmm…doesn’t that sound familiar? How many times have I said those very words on this blog and in my presentations?

Cops can’t save everyone. That’s a phrase that really stood out in this show, and it’s a phrase that rings true in the real world. But they try. And they try, and they try, and they try. It’s what they do, and you’re why they do it.

Again, Southland is can’t miss TV for those of you who’re seeking realistic police action.

Several years ago, in the late 90’s, Alyssa Milano and I exchanged emails for a while – nearly every evening, actually. I really don’t remember how we first connected, and I seriously doubt she even remembers the discussions, but I certainly enjoyed the bits and pieces of insider scoops about what was then a fairly new hit show called Charmed. Since my wife was a fan of the series, Alyssa even sent us a couple of autographed photos to add to my collection.

At the time, I had run across a calendar that featured unauthorized images of Ms. Milano (once a cop always a cop, I guess), and I thought she should know about it. Anyway, I provided the Charmed One with the information I’d discovered, and to the best of my knowledge she was able to put a stop to the sale of the calendar. This was also the time Ms. Milano was preparing for a role in a movie called Buying The Cow. Her stories about the film and other projects were quite interesting to say the least.

We’ve not been in touch since those days, but I’ve sort of followed her career, including her singing, which, by the way, made her a huge star in Japan. I’ve halfway kept up with her over the years, but not because of her talent or stunning good looks. I did so because she took the time out of her busy day to chat and to encourage me to explore my own talents and dreams. I took my very first writing class from my friend, Becky Levine, not long after.

Needless to say, I was intrigued when I heard the news that Alyssa would be guest-starring in an episode of Castle. I also wondered how well she’d pull off playing second fiddle to Beckett. Here’s how it went:

* This was a repeat episode. There seem to be more reruns than new episodes this season, which is something that really makes me lose interest in a show. I know living in the past isn’t a good thing, but whatever happened to running an entire season of shows and then taking a break during the summer? The break  was okay, because we got to watch the summer stand-ins, which were sometimes fun, too. Then, around the time school started again so did the season of our favorite shows. There were no reruns mixed in the new season of shows.

Ah, the good old days when TV was fun, and dependable.

A Rose For Everafter

Before I dive into today’s blog I’d like to remind everyone that I do not review this show as one would typically review a TV show or film. I’m not doing this to point out good or bad plots, acting skills, set designs, scripts, etc. The sole purpose of my Castle reviews are to call attention to the errors in police procedure and forensics used on the show. Yes, I do realize this is a work of fiction, and yes, I do realize this is an hour-long show and the writers have attempted to cram in as much detail and action as they can to make the show entertaining for us. Again, I’m merely pointing out the wrongs so writers won’t use them in their books, thinking they’ve found a fantastic police research site. The show is very entertaining. I like it, and I like the characters and the actors who play them.

Okay…off we go.

– Castle begins the show by conducting a bit of hands-on research, learning what it’s like to be held hostage while duct-taped to a chair. Hands-on research is the only way to go! That’s why we’re hosting the Writers’ Police Academy is September. I do hope you’ll take advantage of this one of a kind event.

– Medical Examiner Lanie Parrish was back this week. I sort of cringed when I saw her, but you know what…she was pretty good this week. There were even times when I found her character believable. BUT…she told detectives the victim had a crushed windpipe. She wouldn’t have been able to tell that at the scene based on what was visible. And, most M.E.’s would have probably used the term “trachea,” not windpipe. Not a big deal, though. Not at all. Besides, she may have been “dumbing down” the medical terminology for the benefit of the police officers on the scene. Remember, they’re the folks who think a perpetrator is a device used to make coffee (I’m kidding).

– Beckett’s two sidekicks say they’ve searched the entire room for the dead woman’s earring, but it’s definitely not there. Why go to all that trouble at that point when there are dozens of witnesses and possible murder suspects walking around. Couldn’t one of them have picked it up? Besides, what was the importance of the earring at that point?

– The M.E. says the time of death (TOD) was between 3am and 5am based on temperature and lividity. Well, the body was fully clothed and at this point she hadn’t rolled it over, so there was no way she could have checked the lividity. And she didn’t say temperature of what – the body, the room, of Castle after he saw his old flame…

– Detectives and patrol officers had assembled all witnesses and suspects in one large room and were questioning them all at the same time. Not a good idea, because comments and statements could be heard by everyone and anyone. That sort of situation allows people to get their stories together, build better lies, and set up their defenses. Witnesses should be questioned separately.

– When the M.E. finally rolled the body over to examine the back, there was no sign of lividity there or on the front. And what she called abrasions certainly looked like lacerations. She said the abrasions/lacerations were oddly shaped. I was waiting for her to say that she’d be able to match that shape to a weapon, but she didn’t. She alluded to it, but spared us.

– Beckett retrieved the dead woman’s cellphone records/printouts much too quickly. She had them in-hand before she left the murder scene. Besides, where’d she get them?

– I was quite fascinated to hear the in-custody drug dealer detailing his illegal activities to police detectives. No way, no way, no way, would a drug dealer ever spill his guts like that.

– Becket, while at the murder scene, punches a button on her phone and says, “I need a warrant for the financials for Sophie…” To whom was she talking? She must really have great connections in really high places, because that’s NOT how police officers get warrants. There’s a little matter of establishing probable cause, followed by paperwork, judges or magistrates approving that paperwork, traveling to get the warrant…well, you get the idea. You just can’t have your people call my people…

– M.E. Parrish says, “I found traces of metal in the wounds. If you find the weapon we can match it.” Well, darn if she didn’t get this one right. Normally, she magically discovers some unknown substance on the dead body, and THEN tells Beckett the name, description, and manufacturer of the weapon used to make the wound. What she said this time is actually possible. Good job.

– The entire adjoining hotel room thing bugged me. This is where the show/evidence really began to fall apart for me. Those doors are each locked from the inside. There’s no way the murder victim could have slipped into the groom’s room without him knowing. He’d have had to let her in.

– Things continued to go downhill. There’s no way Castle should have been allowed to participate in any part of this investigation, aside from the fact that he’s not a police officer. He was far too close to the players, especially Allyssa Milano’s character, Kyra.

Even a real-life cop would have to be removed from a case if this was going on.

Hey, was it just me, or did you guys think the justice of the peace looked a bit like Karl Rove?

(Sorry, Mr. Mulligan)

Well, there you have it. The police procedure and forensics weren’t too bad, and I was pleasantly surprised by the M.E. this week. The scene in the morgue where she was talking to the corpse was pretty funny, and believable. I’ve actually seen that happen in real life.

The supporting cast members played their parts quite well. I’ve enjoyed watching the progress made by Beckett’s partners. It’s been like watching real police detectives make their way through their rookie periods. These guys are beyond that stage now, and in the real world they’d each finally be assigned cases of their own.

All in all, this was a decent episode. Alexis is still a good, sweet, and cute kid. And, as always, Castle and Beckett were great. However, I fear that if they do actually “get together,”  the end of a good thing will soon be upon us. Think Moonlighting.

Alyssa Milano didn’t have much of a part, but she did what she came there to do. She lit a fire under Beckett’s butt. The little green monster wasn’t listed in the credits, but it sure made an appearance.

I can’t imagine why…

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Rhinebeck, N.Y. – Police responded to a possible overdose and domestic violence call where they found a man behaving irrationally. Officers say the man became combative when they attempted to remove him from the residence, so they used a TASER to bring him under control. Shortly after receiving the blast from the TASER the suspect began to experience trouble breathing and was later pronounced dead at the hospital.

Phoenix, Az. – A police officer was searching a building for an armed suspect when the man suddenly rounded a corner, coming face-to-face with the officer. Both men were startled by the sudden encounter. In fact, the officer was so startled he accidentally fired his pistol, critically wounding the suspect.

Port Monmouth, N.J. – An officer on routine patrol smelled burning marijuana in the still night air. He observed a plume of smoke rising from the chimney of a million dollar home and determined that to be the source of the odor. After calling for back up, the officer knocked on the door of the home and arrested the “gardener” who’d been burning excess plant material from the 1,064 marijuana growing in a specially constructed grow room in the home. This discovery and arrest led to the discovery of $10 million dollars worth of marijuana from grow rooms in five other million dollar homes in the neighborhood.

Gardenia, Ca. – A man shot his wife several times while chasing the fleeing woman down the street. A police officer saw the chase and fired at the man, killing him.

Providence, R.I. – Three officers were arrested in a cocaine sting. The officers involved were a patrol officer, a sergeant who served as driver for the mayor, and a narcotics detective. The department is already dealing with other black eyes – an officer charged with beating a suspect with a flashlight. Another is facing trial for allegedly raping a woman in a police substation.

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Writers’ Police Academy

* Please, please, please register for your hotel rooms! They’re going fast, and I’ve only managed to secure a limited number. There are several other large events in the area the same weekend as our event. The hotel will not bill you for the room until check in. Remember, the hotel is providing free shuttle service to and from the airport, and to and from the academy. They’re also providing free breakfast for registered guests who’re attending the Writers’ Police Academy. All that for a mere $79 per night. I’ve never, ever seen a deal like that at any other writer event.

If you’ve already registered for your room, but neglected to ask for the WPA deal, please call the hotel to make the change. It’s very important that you do so.

* Important Notice – We are very, very close to reaching capacity for the FATS training. So close, I can actually see the last seat in the class. Actually, we can only squeeze in two or three more people at the most. Please register now to reserve your spot! We just added some pretty cool real-life scenarios to this training. I can’t wait to see you guys in these shoot/don’t shoot situations. I was in the FATS room yesterday and learned that you’ll be firing real Sig Sauers and Glocks at your human targets.

I met with the police academy officials and we’ve added even more to the program. We’ve included a wonderful EMS segment where you’ll have the opportunity to treat gunshot and stabbing victims alongside real EMS workers. You’ll use actual equipment and supplies, and you’ll load your patients into a real working ambulance.

Even I’m excited about the Writers’ Police Academy. There’s never been anything like this anywhere. This is not like a citizens police academy. This is the real deal!!

Capitola California

The sun is shining here in the outskirts of Mayberry. And, it’s also nice and warm. Birds are chirping, plants are budding, and I actually think I saw a butterfly fluttering in the back yard. Now I’m ready to pack up the SUV and head out on a real road trip. As always, California comes to mind, especially the coastal area just west of San Jose. So, lets take a ride over the Santa Cruz mountains and re-visit a quaint little beach spot I just happen to enjoy very much – Capitola.

Capitola, California is located in Santa Cruz County on Monterey Bay. In the early 1960s, a large group of normally passive birds began attacking Capitola residents and tourists.

Nearby Santa Cruz was a favorite vacation spot for a well-known movie director. He read about the bird attack and decided to make a movie about it. The director’s name was Alfred Hitchcock. The movie – The Birds.

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One of my favorite spots in the world – Half Moon Bay, California

Friday's Heroes - Remembering the fallen officers

Officer Christopher Arby Upton, 37

United States Department of Agriculture

Forest Service Law Enforcement and Investigations

March 10, 2010 – While on routine patrol, a man hunting for coyotes mistook Officer Upton for game and shot and killed him with a night vision-equipped, high-powered rifle. Officer Upton leaves behind his wife and four-year-old daughter.

Corporal J. R. Searc, 33

Ouachita Louisiana Parish Sheriff’s Office

March 6, 2010 – On March 4, 2010, Corporal J.R. Searc was shot while answering an assault call. He succumbed to his wounds two days later. He is survived by his wife and two children.

Officer James Bonnea, 26

Jackson Michigan Police Department

March 9, 2010 – Officer James Bonnea was shot and killed while responding to a domestic disturbance.


Private First Class Thomas P. (Tom) Jensen, 27

Prince George’s County Maryland Police Department

March 9, 2010 – Private First Class Tom Jensen succumbed to wounds he’d received in an automobile accident ten days earlier while responding to a burglary call. He is survived by his wife and parents.

*Thanks to ODMP

Steven D. Rogers

Stephen D. Rogers is the author of SHOT TO DEATH
(ISBN 978-0982589908) and more than six hundred stories
and poems. He’s the head writer at Crime Scene (where
viewers solve interactive mysteries) and a popular
writing instructor. For more information, you can
visit his website, www.stephendrogers.com, where he tries
to pull it all together.

SHOT TO DEATH

“Miss, can you tell us why you killed Maurice Sting?”
– SMOKING GUN

So begins one of the 31 stories contained in SHOT TO DEATH
(ISBN 978-0982589908). Within that beginning lurks the ending
to the story and everything that happens between the beginning
and the end. Or at least it seems that way to me.

The sentence starts with a “miss” and ends with a “sting.”
Happy endings all around? I don’t think so.

“…why you killed Maurice Sting?” She obviously didn’t miss
him. So maybe she misinterpreted something. Maybe she made
a mistake. Maybe she mis-fired.

“Sting.” A confidence game, a scam. The sting of a bee or
wasp. “O death, where is thy sting?”

I thought the line from KING LEAR included the word “sting”
but find it reads, “How sharper than a serpent’s tooth it is
to have a thankless child.” So the woman’s child is not
ungrateful for what the woman did. Which is something, but
doesn’t make up for a mistake. (Or murder, for that matter.)

“…can you tell us…?” The story will focus on her reasons,
however misinformed. The tension will come the conflict
created between what is known and what is inferred, from what
is said and what remains unsaid.

“…why you killed…?” While the act appears a given, that
could also be a misimpression. Maybe she didn’t kill Maurice.
Maybe she only wanted to kill Maurice. Maybe she’s protecting
the real killer.

A sting is a con. Who is being conned? Who isn’t being
conned? Maurice, we can assume, is actually dead. But maybe
he was no angel when he was alive.

All that remains is the writing.

For a chance to win a signed copy of SHOT TO DEATH, click on
over to http://www.stephendrogers.com/Win.htm and submit your
completed entry.

Then visit the schedule at http://www.stephendrogers.com/Howto.htm
to see how you can march along.

And then come back here to post your comments. Phew.

SHOT TO DEATH contains thirty-one stories of murder and
mayhem.

“Terse tales of cops and robbers, private eyes and bad guys,
with an authentic New England setting.”
– Linda Barnes, Anthony Award winner and author of the
Carlotta Carlyle series

“Put yourself in the hands of a master as you travel this
world of the dishonest, dysfunctional, and disappeared.
Rogers is the real deal–real writer, real story teller,
real tour guide to
the dark side.”
– Kate Flora, author of the Edgar-nominated FINDING AMY
and the Thea Kozak mysteries

“SHOT TO DEATH provides a riveting reminder that the short
story form is the foundation of the mystery/thriller genre.
There’s something in this assemblage of New England noir to
suit every aficionado. Highly recommended!”
– Richard Helms, editor and publisher, The Back Alley Webzine

* Stephen D. Rogers is a good friend and a contributor to this blog, and he’s answered many of your questions from his corner of the police department. Stephen, like so many of you, has also generously donated books for the Writers’ Police Academy raffle.

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Writers’ Police Academy

* Please, please, please register for your hotel rooms! They’re going fast, and I’ve only managed to secure a limited number. There are several other large events in the area the same weekend as our event. The hotel will not bill you for the room until check in. Remember, the hotel is providing free shuttle service to and from the airport, and to and from the academy. They’re also providing free breakfast for registered guests who’re attending the Writers’ Police Academy. All that for a mere $79 per night. I’ve never, ever seen a deal like that at any other writer event.

If you’ve already registered for your room, but neglected to ask for the WPA deal, please call the hotel to make the change. It’s very important that you do so.

* Important Notice – We are very, very close to reaching capacity for the FATS training. So close, I can actually see the last seat in the class. Actually, we can only squeeze in four or five more people at the most. Please register now to reserve your spot! We just added some pretty cool real-life scenarios to this training. I can’t wait to see you guys in these shoot/don’t shoot situations. I was in the FATS room yesterday and learned that you’ll be firing real Sig Sauers and Glocks at your human targets.

I met with the police academy officials yesterday and we’ve added even more to the program. We’ve included a wonderful EMS segment where you’ll have the opportunity to treat gunshot and stabbing victims alongside real EMS workers. You’ll use actual equipment and supplies, and you’ll load your patients into a real working ambulance.

Even I’m excited about the Writers’ Police Academy. There’s never been anything like this anywhere. This is not like a citizens police academy. This is the real deal!!

Southland: Butch and Sundance

Last week’s episode of Southland hit the ground running, and things were no different this time around. Butch and Sundance, the title of last night’s show, was written by television veteran, Mitchell Burgess. You might remember Burgess from another little project of his called The Sopranos. He also had a major hand in other shows, such as Northern Exposure and Mr. and Mrs. Smith. The guy’s certainly no stranger to success. Combine Burgess with Southland creator Ann Biderman and you’ve got a nice little recipe for action-packed, can’t miss TV.

So, like last week, buckle up. We’re riding with the two officers above – John Cooper and Ben Sherman. First call – a gruesome homicide scene. Victims – a mother and her two daughters. The father/husband is found at the scene, badly beaten. It seems he survived the brutal attack.

– Cooper and Sherman enter the victim’s home through an unlocked front door. They approach with weapons drawn and begin to methodically clear the house, one room at a time, checking all doors and hiding places along the way.

This scene was absolutely fantastic. And it was very realistic for several reasons. One – The procedure they used to clear the house was almost from a training academy text book. Two – The background sounds were on the money. If you have this show recorded do yourself a favor and replay this scene a couple of times. The first time watch AND listen. The second time close your eyes and just listen, and you’ll hear a very quiet house. So quiet that you’ll almost feel your own heart beating against your chest as the officers search each room. To do this in real life can be almost maddening. You’ll also hear the creaking of the leather on their gun belts, something every officer will recognize. It’s also a sound that we all become used to over the years, but we’re acutely aware of it when in dangerous situations, where total silence is key to survival.

Officers sometimes use their free hand to hold the leather still so that it doesn’t give away their position. Even the floorboards creaked a bit as the officers made their way up the stairs. Great stuff!

When the guys finish searching the house, Sherman lets a huge sigh escape from deep within. His face sheds a thick layer of anxiety along with the sigh. This is how it really is, folks. Cops are the first to dive into the danger pool, but when all is said and done the glue that held them together during the danger melts just a bit. A cop’s day on the job is a constant emotional roller coaster ride. Their adrenaline flows up and down almost as often as waves crashing on a beach.

What they’ve just witnessed – the carnage – has visibly shaken both officers, and they’ll handle the stress in their own ways later in the show. Cops rarely let down their guard, exposing actual emotions and reactions to the horrors they’ve seen. As Officer Cooper put it, “Sometimes, as a cop, you see things nobody should see.”

This show does something really well, it shows the psychological aspect of police work. Not how officers deal with people, but how the job affects them emotionally.

Lydia and Rene have two different styles of crime-solving. This is normal when new partners are thrust together. There’s no time for learning personalities and habits. Crime is like the weather. You know it’s there, but you never know what to expect from one day to another. And it doesn’t wait for you to adjust to what’s happening outside. These two detectives do a pretty good job of showing us how officers get the job done no matter what’s going on personally.

The attention to detail in this show is incredible. Officer Cooper (above) placed his keys in his gun belt, near the buckle. Real cops do this, too.  He also hangs his sunglasses from the pen slot in his shirt pocket. Cooper is left handed, so his magazine pouches are placed to the right of the belt buckle on his gun belt. This is so he’ll have easy access for reloading with his right hand. Cooper’s pepperspray canister is also strategically placed on the right side. FYI – The narrow vertical straps with two silver snaps, one above the other, are called belt keepers. They attach the gun belt to the officer’s regular belt that’s threaded through the belt loops on his pants. Belt keepers prevent the gun belt from sliding down to the officers ankles.

– The undercover narcotics team holds a briefing session to discuss details of their assignment. This was pretty realistic. I held meetings similar to this prior to each raid. I did it so everyone would know what to expect when we entered a residence – number of people inside, children, weapons present, how many rooms, where we thought the drugs would be located, exits, hazards, etc.

– Cooper and Sherman finish their day with the brutal murder scene weighing heavily on their minds. They each handle it differently. Cooper pours a drink from his well-stocked stash of alcohol. This, he mixes with the pain medication he’s taking for back pain – medication that’s become a huge monkey on his back. He’s hooked, and he’s buying extras from a drug dealer in the gay bar he frequents. This is the cop stuff citizens rarely ever see.

Sherman can’t sleep. He’s sitting up clock-watching, while the images of those dead girls and their mother play in his mind like a never-ending video. I’ve seen the same show many times. There’s no ending.

The next day, both Cooper and Sherman are exhausted, and it shows. Their tempers are on a short fuse. This is so true in police work. Many times officers work overtime, maybe even a double shift, but they still must report for their regular duty the next day. There’s no calling in because you’re tired, or because you couldn’t sleep. There’s no one to take your place because you had demons clawing at the inside of your skull all night long.

– The entire surveillance van scene wasn’t all that action-packed, which was a good thing, because that’s what surveillance is really like. It’s like watching snow melt in Boston…it’s slow and boring. I especially liked the officer who had to take a second to wipe the sweat from his face with a handkerchief. It’s hot in those vehicles, folks! You can’t run the heat or air conditioning because to do so would blow your cover.

– The scene where Det. Sammy Bryant chases thug Orlando on foot was pretty cool. Orlando tossed a gun into the water just before eating concrete when Bryant tackled him. By the way, I don’t know how cops do it, but they almost always catch every single person that runs from them. I amazed myself sometimes when I caught people. Anyway, divers were called to retrieve the weapon. Yes, this happens all the time. You never know what crimes that weapon was used to help commit – robberies, murders, etc. We didn’t have our own divers, but the sheriff’s office in the next county did, so I called on them quite often to search the bodies of water in my jurisdiction. Good scene.

– Cooper and Sherman are seen having a typical cop’s lunch of fast food when they get a call. The lunch is abandoned and off they go. This is a daily occurrence. In fact, I’ve left many restaurants in mid-meal, and had to return later to pay for my half-eaten food after working a murder, rape, or car accident. Sometimes, the restaurant folks were nice enough to bring a second plate at no charge. They heard us talking, so I think they felt sorry for us, knowing what we’d just been through.

– The car chase scene that ended with the green car on its roof was pretty realistic, as is almost everything in this show. The officer in the passenger seat assumed the role of co-pilot, guiding the driver to the crook’s location. He also assumed charge of radio duty, which is what should happen in real life. That leaves the driver free to concentrate on driving at 900 miles per hour while dodging old ladies, kids on bikes, animals, and fruit stands.

The officers attempted to pull people from the burning car. Been there, done that. You’re not always successful. This car exploded. I was a little disappointed to see this happen, because in the real world that rarely ever happens. I’ve seen cars burn until the tires melt and turn to black, oozing goo, and they never blow up. Explosions just don’t happen all that often – actually, almost never.

– The father/husband of the victims was predictably the killer in this case. I say predictably, not because the show was poorly crafted, it wasn’t, but because he was the likely suspect. Why? Because he survived the initial attack where his family was brutally murdered. He was my prime suspect all along.

Lydia handcuffed the killer to his hospital bed, then told the uniformed officers to make sure she got her cuffs back. I’d love to have a dollar for every time I’ve said, or heard that sentence. Then I could pay for the cuffs I never saw again. Handcuffs have serial numbers engraved on them, but it’s still easy to lose them when transferring prisoners from one officer to another. That’s why transport officers sometimes use Flexcuffs.

– Sherman goes to dinner with his sisters, where he’s introduced to a blind date. The group begins to grill him about the recent murder case. They talk about the murders almost as if they’re describing a video game. Sherman doesn’t want to discuss it and leaves. This stuff really can wear on your emotions, so it was no surprise to me when he decided to hit the road.

– Cooper’s experiencing his own troubles. He’s addicted to pain meds, and that’s how he’s dealing with his problems. He’s a ticking time bomb, and I can’t wait to see how the writers deal with the forthcoming explosion.

I said it last week and I’ll say it again. This show is one of the best cop shows on TV. Maybe the best as far as realism goes. I’m still not crazy over the jiggly camera work (actually, I don’t like that at all), but the writers and actors have really done their homework!

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Writers’ Police Academy

* Please, please, please register for your hotel rooms! They’re going fast, and I’ve only managed to secure a limited number. There are several other large events in the area the same weekend as our event. The hotel will not bill you for the room until check in. Remember, the hotel is providing free shuttle service to and from the airport, and to and from the academy. They’re also providing free breakfast for registered guests who’re attending the Writers’ Police Academy. All that for a mere $79 per night. I’ve never, ever seen a deal like that at any other writer event.

If you’ve already registered for your room, but neglected to ask for the WPA deal, please call the hotel to make the change. It’s very important that you do so.

 

* Important Notice – We are very, very close to reaching capacity for the FATS training. So close, I can actually see the last seat in the class. Please register now to reserve your spot! We just added some pretty cool real-life scenarios to this training. I can’t wait to see you guys in these shoot/don’t shoot situations. I was in the FATS room yesterday and learned that you’ll be firing real Sig Sauers and Glocks at your human targets.

I met with the police academy officials yesterday and we’ve added even more to the program. We’ve included a wonderful EMS segment where you’ll have the opportunity to treat gunshot and stabbing victims alongside real EMS workers. You’ll use actual equipment and supplies, and you’ll load your patients into a real working ambulance.

Even I’m excited about the Writers’ Police Academy. There’s never been anything like this anywhere. This is not like a citizens police academy. This is the real deal!!

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LAPD officer in uniform.

 

The Mistress Always Spanks Twice, tonight’s episode of Castle, was written by San Jose, Ca. native, Kate Sargeant. Since I’m also a former resident of the Silicon Valley, I’ll try to play nice. But that may prove to be a bit difficult when revisiting a few sticky spots in this show. We’ll get to those in just a second. First, let’s join M.E. Lanie Parrish as she disappointingly reverts to her old nonsensical forensics. And I had such high hopes for Lanie, too, since she’d shown such promise in the past few episodes. I guess writer Kate Sargeant (Sergeant played Emily in the 3 Ninjas movie, and was a casting assistant for the 2006 Superman Returns film) didn’t feel the need to research most of Lanie’s findings, opting instead for the absurd, which has been par for the course on this show.

Okay, off we go…

The show opens with a jogger discovering a caramel-covered victim hanging from a set of monkey bars. The runner called the police and Beckett and crew immediately set the wheels of justice in motion. The crime scene is instantly crawling with enough uniformed police officers to make a Rodney King traffic stop.

Enter M.E. extraordinaire Lanie Parrish. Parrish does offer a couple of good points, such as the petechial hemorrhaging she observed on the victim. Petechiae are tiny red dots of blood found just under the surface of the skin. The dots are red because they’re actually red blood that has leaked from the capillaries into the skin. This condition can be caused by a number of things, such as allergic reactions, viral infections, trauma, and in the case of last night’s victim, asphyxiation.

– Parrish delivers her lines well. Much better than the early Lanie Parrish who didn’t seem at all comfortable saying technical medical terms like “blood” and “wounds.” Anyway, Parrish states that this victim was killed between 10pm and 11pm the previous night. She made this guess based on the victim’s body temperature. Now, we all know that a body, under near perfect conditions, loses heat at a rate of approximately 1.5 – 1.6 degrees F. per hour until it reaches the temperature of its surroundings (ambient air temp). So, judging by the winter coats worn by the folks in the image above, I’d say it was a little bit on the cold side. Therefore, the cooling process would have been accelerated. To have come to her conclusion, Parrish would have needed to take a core temperature by making an incision in the skin and then inserting a thermometer into or near the liver, or by taking a rectal temperature (note the lack of M.E. tools, and that the victim’s rectal covering clothing are still intact). Then she’d have to factor in the overnight air temperatures to reach an educated guess. Shoot, even the position of the body can affect its temperature. One that’s hanging up, exposed to the wind and other elements, will cool a little faster than one that’s lying balled up in a fetal position.

– The M.E. says lividity tells her the victim spent several hours in the fetal position. Livor Mortis, (the pooling of blood in the lowest portions of the body after death due to the pull of gravity) begins approximately 30 minutes after the heart stops beating, and can last up to 12 hours, or so. Lividity can change during the first six hours by repositioning the body. After 6 hours has passed, lividity becomes fixed and will not change when a body is moved. Either way, it’s not likely that Parrish would have known if the body had spent any amount of time in a fetal position.

– Parrish says the body had been hung from the monkey bars “a few hours ago.” Remember, lividity becomes fixed 6 hours after death. Therefore, had the victim been hung prior to the 6 hour mark, lividity would have been present in the feet and lower legs. If the body had been hung after the 6 hour mark, lividity would have presented in whichever part of the body had been the lowest prior to the magical 6 hour point, but not the feet and lower legs. So, since the body was found at dawn (sunrise in NYC this time of year is at appr. 6:20am) and the TOD (time of death) was supposedly between 10pm and 11pm, lividity would have become fixed no later than 5am.

Rigor Mortis, the stiffening of muscles after death due to the loss of Adenosine Triphosphate, the substance that allows energy to flow to muscles, begins around two hours after death and lasts for approximately 8 – 12 hours. During Rigor Mortis, the body is quite rigid, therefore, it would be impossible to change its positioning from a fetal position to hanging limply from a set of monkey bars. The joints simply would not bend.

Parrish’s conclusions, as usual, are not based on fact, nor are they substantiated by the evidence. This doctor’s predictions would be just as accurate.

Esposito refers to the “crime scene” a few times when he’s talking about the location where the victim was murdered. Remember, the place where the crime took place is the scene of the crime and a crime scene. But anywhere evidence (gun, fingerprints, body, etc.) is found is a crime scene. For example, a killer shoots his victim in her apartment and then drives 200 miles to another state and tosses the murder weapon into a dumpster. The apartment is the scene of the crime. The dumpster and surrounding area is a crime scene. Of course, the apartment is also a crime scene, since evidence will certainly be found there. And who’s on first…

– Beckett and her usual entourage (ever notice how she travels like a rock star with people in tow to take notes, and fetch this and that for her) search the victim’s apartment, and they question the roommate while they’re there. Of course, the roommate was the killer. That fact was so, so obvious they may as well have hung a flashing neon sign on her chest. Well, the crew finds nothing of value, so Beckett tells her sidekicks to trace the victim’s cellphone, hoping it would be GPS equipped. This was good. That’s what investigators would do, although I’d certainly hope that by now Beckett’s Boys would be able to make one move without having to be told to do it. It’s high time those two joined the Scarecrow and went to Oz to fetch a pair of brains.

Okay, I finally figured out how this show is written. The writers pass around a blank boilerplate script each week and simply fill in the blanks. I say this because the actors do the same things week in and week out, over and over again. At least Bill Murray and sidekick had a reason for doing that.

Even the captain, who has a very small role in the show, is far too predictable. Somewhere around the mid-point of the show he’s seen standing with Beckett and Castle. Then he says a pithy line or two, and then abruptly turns and scurries back to his office. He does this with the same delivery each and every episode. I like his character, but do something different with him once in a while. At least let him walk down the hall for a cup of coffee, or something.

As usual, Beckett makes a phone call to her never-say-no judge to obtain a search warrant. Is this guy ever in court? Does he sit in his chambers 24/7 waiting for her call? Besides, she’d have to go to the judge to get the warrant. The process involves actually writing an affidavit and taking it to a judge or magistrate. Phone-in search warrants have not yet been approved.

I laughed out loud at Castle’s comment about Beckett interviewing Sam in a box with a fox. That’s what this show is all about. So why, why, why, do they write in so many glaring and distracting police inaccuracies?

Sure, this is fiction, but fiction must be believable. No, it doesn’t have to be totally realistic, that’s a documentary. But fiction needs to be believable, and this show falls way short on the believability meter.

Have you seen the movie Big Fish? Total fiction and fantasy, but it was told by a dying man who made it all seem believable.

This servant-type thing during an investigation should never happen in real life. If it did, the detective’s credibility and authority would be about as solid as…

Again, this episode was far too predictable.

I knew the minute something was said about this woman’s lipstick that we’d be hearing about again, either as a clue, or a red herring.

Beckett’s Boys report that the victim’s pillow had been analyzed and saliva had been found on it, indicating that she’d screamed while being suffocated. WHAT??? How many pillows in this world have their owner’s saliva on them. Do all droolers scream in their sleep? Nonsense!

This is also the point where Beckett tells the Boys to book the killer. Based on what? A glob of drool on the victim’s goose down pillow? I’d love to hear that testimony in court.

So, the killer was the victim’s tiny, petite little roommate. Please tell me how that little woman had the strength to stuff her 105lb roommate into a suitcase, wheel her down to the park, shove her body through the lower bars of the monkey bar apparatus, and then hoist the victim in all her dead-weight glory to the top of the cage. Oh, she also had to use her free hand to secure the victim’s hands/wrists to the tip top of the bars so they’d support her weight.

It would be a little difficult for large wrestler to accomplish this task.

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