Well, that was… interesting. I’ve been blogging in my quiet little corner over here for almost exactly a year now. It has always been just for my own entertainment, and for sharing with friends and family. I fully anticipate fading back into happy oblivion within the next couple weeks. 😉
Prior to last week, I believe the most shares I’d ever gotten on a blog post was 84. As of now, my last post, “You Betrayed Them,” has been shared about 360,000 times – and that’s just on Facebook. Kind of a jump, obviously, and one that I wasn’t in the least bit prepared for.
A couple practical points: my husband did not die, which most seemed clear on, but a few weren’t. Also, I am not and was not speaking for the Liu or Ramos families. I do not know them personally, and would have no idea what their reactions are to last week’s tragedy. It goes without saying that they have my heartfelt prayers and sympathy for their loss.
So often, as an LEO’s family, there is that feeling of powerlessness. No matter what happens, how much or how often we see them suffering and wronged, we can’t speak. We can’t march in the streets or give interviews on tv. Their service, no matter how honorable, can be misjudged by anyone, from politician to neighbor to family member. When they hurt, we hurt. But we can’t fix it. We can’t erase from their hearts the horrors they’ve seen, and sometimes, the very worst thing is that sense that as an LEO family, we are alone.
Many of you commented with thanks. Thanks that someone finally said it. Thanks that the words you were burying in your hearts were finally out in the open. Thanks that there was someone there who would say what the noisy masses want to ignore. For all of you that said thank you – you’re welcome. But really, I am thanking you. There was so much love pouring in, so many prayers, and so, so much encouragement, not just for me as a wife, but for my husband and his fellow officers, and that meant the world to both of us.
LEOs, wives/husbands, if you’re ever feeling down on one of those many lonely nights, scroll through those 1000+ comments. People from all faiths, all races, all professions, all backgrounds… they took a moment of their time, not just to read and feel for you, but to SAY it. This time, they were not silent. They made their love and their support so very clear. I hope that is as uplifting to all of you as it has been to me.
For the rest of you, the noisy minority of negative comments, I will say this. If the best you can do when you read a total stranger’s words, is write a paragraph full of obscenity and insults – then you have proven my point. If you can read those words of pain, written in moments of sadness, and sneer – you have proven my point. If all you have to contribute to the discussion is “F*** the police, the pigs deserved it, you privileged white b****” – you have proven my point: that the majority of people ranting and railing and rioting against our officers are ignorant, hateful, and downright criminal.
You prove my point that these so-called “protests” are merely a very thinly-veiled excuse for anarchy in this once-great country.
You prove my point that it is not, for the average officer or American, a matter of race, but a matter of humanity – humanity you fail to display. It is the choice you make, on a daily basis, to demean yourself and those around you. White, Black, Hispanic, Asian, or purple alien from Mars – it is the ugliness inside you that is being judged, not the color of your skin. But then again, I’m “just a stupid white woman,” so I’m not entitled to an opinion, am I?
The fact is, each of us is given opportunities every day to change the world for good. Some, like myself, can only do it in small ways, by sharing and showing love to those around us, in our families and communities. Some, like our leaders, are responsible in much bigger ways. Did our leaders carry a gun from Baltimore to New York and kill those officers? No. Nor did the protesters as a group. But there is a reason, obviously, why NYPD officers were singled out by that madman. There is a reason why, in the last several months, blatant and violent attacks on law enforcement officers have skyrocketed across the country.
There is a time, a place, and a WAY to protest and work for change. Trust me, nobody hates a dirty cop more than a good cop. Nobody! But to encourage rioting in the streets against law enforcement is a very slippery slope, one that, quite clearly, ends in disaster. The openly anti-police rhetoric used by certain leaders, as well as their outright encouragement of the “protests,” and affiliation with a notorious criminal and race-baiter like Sharpton – these men were, and continue to be responsible, whether or not they have the integrity to admit that.
All of that said, do I think that cops are automatically perfect because of the uniform they wear? Of course not. So this last part is for all my LEO family members. Is it fair that you will be judged – and harshly – because of your uniform? Maybe not. But you will be. You are held to a higher standard because of who you are. You are expected to be honorable because the police calling is one of honor. We are family, we are brothers and sisters – we need to care for each other as such. If your blue brother is making a poor choice, don’t turn a blind eye. Help him. Is your blue brother or sister struggling? Open your heart. That’s what family does.
There will always be criminals, there will always be those who spit on the law because they choose not to follow it. It is your job as officers (and ours as officer support systems! :P) to encourage the good, to live and work with honesty, character, and integrity.
Despite what they tell you, that is the real difference between the strong and the weak. It is not, and will never be, our color or race that defines us. It is our virtue.
That, in the end, is what the Thin Blue Line is made of.