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WELCOME TO THE GOOD OLD DAYS
Smith & Wesson's M&P Compact.
THE MUSTACHE MYSTIQUE
Nose Brush Nonsense.
A TOMAHAWK FOR COPS
Ancient Weapon Or Modern Tool?
CCW WITH STYLE
Sigtac's New Classic.
WILSON TACTICAL'S COP TOOL
The Prier, Poker, Scraper, Cutter Alternative!
C&S CUSTOM KAHR
The Ultimate Self-Defense Custom Carry Package.
GET A LIFE
Living Large Away From The Job.
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Mark Hanten
Smith & Wesson's M&P Compact
It’s easy to miss “the good old days” when it comes to shooting, but when it comes to guns, the good old days are right now. There has never been a wider selection of high quality guns available than today and Smith & Wesson’s M&P (circa 2005) is a prime example. Sure the original S&W M&P of 1899 was a great gun and it blazed a trail of rugged reliability that lead to it being the standard for law enforcement handguns for decades, but things are even better now. Today’s M&P shares that same rugged reliability, but in a much more sophisticated and modern design. It’s definitely a well thought out handgun built with the combat demands of today’s cops and soldiers in mind.
Read about the Smith & Wesson M&P Compact in the Jan/Feb issue of American COP.
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Some of the best things I ever learned about the habits of burglars I learned from a late-night janitor, who had been cleaning offices in commercial areas for over 30 years. I picked up more about defensive police driving from an NHTSA statistician and a Rocky Mountain snowplow operator than I’ve learned from several LE and State Department emergency and VIP-protection driving courses. I learned more about tracking from an elderly poacher-hunting game warden than from all other military and LE sources put together.
In the process I came to realize wisdom is wherever you find it, and a good sergeant’s greatest talent in life is the ability to pick the pebbles of genius from the boulders of bullshit. There are lessons to be taken from things as trivial as plastic bags, cheap desserts — and blimps.
The Mutt-Mitts Method
I’ve shared a lot of my life with a succession of big dogs — usually two or three at a time — and learned it’s a lot like being a police sergeant with a good squad. You teach them some skills and manners, and they teach you about loyalty, courage, supervision — and misbehavior. One unavoidable aspect of the position is — the piles of poop in the yard. Yeah, shit happens — lots of it — and it’s your job to clean it up.
Plastic “Mutt Mitts” are a wonderful invention. If you’re owned by a dog and you don’t know about ’em, go online and find out. They’re the fastest, cleanest, most efficient method for minimizing that poop-pile problem I’ve ever found.
Those piles aren’t going to go away on their own. You can whine and complain about them — wasting time and energy and establishing yourself as a sniveler. You can ignore those piles until they overwhelm your senses and you can’t set foot anywhere without stepping in shit. Or, you can continually seek better, more effective ways to deal with the problem, become a better master, and enjoy your position more because of it. The choice is yours. Citizen complaints, internal investigations, or the by-products of canine kibble — they all stink, and they must be cleaned up. Deal with it fast and smart, and don’t get any on you.
John Morrison served in combat as a Marine sergeant, and retired as a senior lieutenant from the San Diego Police Department, having served there as Director of Training, Commanding Officer of SWAT and division executive officer. He has taught, written and lectured widely on training, tactics and leadership. Contact him at StreetLevelOne@yahoo.com. |
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You’ll get the rest of this column and much more in the Jan/Feb issue! >>Read Now! << |
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If, like so many cops, you occasionally think about turning in your badge and running away to join the circus, maybe you better think again — especially, if you’re, well — kinda small — like, bite-size. Circus life can get pretty rough.
In Thailand, the Pattaya Mail newspaper reported on the untimely but crowd-thrilling demise of a circus dwarf nicknamed “Od” in a northern province. It seems Od was performing acrobatic tricks on a trampoline when he bounced wrong and rebounded sideways, off the trampoline and over into an adjacent act’s area. There, unfortunately, Hilda the Hippo just happened to be yawning as Od came down. He landed in the back of her throat like a lemon lozenge. Hilda suffered a spastic gag reflex, and swallowed. Od was gone — and the crowd of over a thousand people went crazy, cheering and clapping wildly! What a fantastic act! They’d never seen anything like it before.
A journalist for The Grapevine, a local news source, said it took a couple
minutes for the applause to die down, as people began realizing Od’s “intestinal adventure” was not a scripted part of the show. Od’s body was apparently examined later, although no details were given as to when, how or where he emerged from Hilda, who was reportedly shaken from all the excitement but otherwise unhurt.
We conclude there are worse things than workin’ graveyard shift in Waukegan, and worse ways to go down than in a liquor store gunfight. |
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Roy Huntington
The Prier, Poker, Scraper, Cutter Alternative!
If you’ve been around folding knives for any length of time, you’ve broken the tip off of one — or two, or 10. I once had a bit of a part-time home job when I was a cop rebuilding the tips on broken Buck 110 folders. Made enough pocket money to keep me in ammo in those lean days.
The point being (sorry, couldn’t help it) that many, probably most, people abuse their pocketknives to no end. Which is fine if you don’t mind buying new ones now and again.
The biggest problem is when you ask a classically styled pocket folder (blade, sharp edge and point) to do things it’s not supposed to do. In line with the “You’ll use the tool at hand” adage, folders are often called upon to work outside their design box.
From prying (most often), to scraping, pounding, poking, picking, slipping locks, turning screws and worse, those same folders bear the brunt of the abuse, breaking pivot joints, loosening,
bending, cracking scales, nicking
edges and are generally worse for wear.
Think of it like this. Most of you wouldn’t pound a nail with your best socket wrench. But you’re very likely to whip out your $100 folder and scrape that gunk off your boot, pry that stone out of the tread of your tire, try to open that pesky sliding drawer or … well, you get the drift.
Get the rest of the story in the Jan/Feb issue of American COP on sale now. |
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I was doing some late night reading recently and saw a passage that caught my eye. As I lay the book back, I thought of my daily work with people of all walks of life and how what I just read applied to these folks and in fact good ole’ Clint himself.
The Old Days
In my younger years I was a pretty good shot, not a Robbie Leatham shot, but a shootist of some reasonable skills. I won a few things here and there and earned places to compete in an era where showing up wasn’t the only issue. Often attendance at these things meant you worked at it some, usually out of your own wallet, without the trendy corporate sponsorship stuff you see today.
Silly me, in my younger years I even shot at stuff that shot back, realizing in retrospect it often meant I’d failed in the area of personal awareness and personal tactics. In all candor, once I was even silly enough to be up when I should’a been down. But that was a very quick learning curve for old Clint. I may be ignorant but I attempt to not be stupid.
Today, I see some things that can make you pretty quick-witted should you pay heed. I thought I’d share some of them with you.
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