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The Citizen's Academy: a Win/Win Situation
by Donnell Ann Bell
hen I started my fiction
career, my protagonists consisted of lawyers,
politicians, bankers and engineers. But I loved
mystery suspense so naturally a cop or two always
existed on the fringes. Still, I could never bring
myself to make my hero a cop. Why? Because even
though I’d watched every cop show from Dragnet
to the Streets of San Francisco to Hill Street
Blues to Law and Order, studied police
procedure and bought every Deadly Dose book
available, I didn’t know cops. What made
them get up every morning or how they thought. And
because I didn’t know them, how could I get into the
head of one and create a three-dimensional character
instead of a paper doll look-alike of one of these
famous shows?
So when someone told me that
the El Paso County Sheriff’s Office had a Citizens
Academy, not only did I enroll, I was the first in
line. The secretary handed me the forms saying,
“Don’t worry, you have plenty of time.” At that I
smiled. She didn’t have a muse sitting on her
shoulder arguing the point.
So how did the Citizens Academy
help me bring a character from flimsy cardboard to
dimensional? It started from the sheriff on down.
He started out the six-week session and explained
what it was like to be a politician, to answer to
the county and its budget constraints, to oversee
the massive Criminal Justice Center (e.g. the El
Paso County Jail) and be held accountable. He also
talked about personnel, he made us laugh, talking
about how deputies can’t drive and how he wished he
could take the reverse out of squad cars at times.
And then he became serious and discussed the very
human component and made us consider the issues we
wouldn’t normally consider.
Next came the commanders and
the workshops, and again the stereotypes were left
at the door. When the Vice commander arrived in his
tie-dyed shirt to talk about narcotics, meth labs
and undercover work and showed up with a marvelous
sense of humor and a twinkle in his eye, he
eradicated every preconceived notion I’d ever held.
On television we see the vice
cops enter the premises and take the bad guys away.
We know there’s often the risk of the lethal
bullet. On the other hand, we don’t see the health
risks they take entering these contaminated sites on
call outs, or the mental anguish they face when they
see what a methamphetamine dealer puts his child
through, cooking crystal meth right next to the
Frosted Flakes and his teddy bear.
Thanks to the Citizens Academy,
I’ll never look at entering a hotel room the same
way. One vice cop said even when he’s on vacation
he carries a can of spray starch. When he enters
the room he sprays it on the wall. It doesn’t hurt
the wall he said, but if the wall turns black, he
not only leaves the room, he goes to the front desk
and demands his money back then leaves the hotel.
Meth not only kills its victims, it leaves a trail
of destruction from innocent bystanders, renters,
landlords and neighbors. I can’t stress how aware
this made me of this cancerous threat to society, or
how much I support stiffer laws and penalties of
both users and the greedy idiots who make the
stuff.
The six weeks covered every
department, from computer-aided analysis crime-scene
re-enactment, the detective division, guns/shooting
range, patrol, the victim’s advocacy, search and
rescue, homeland security/emergency response,
internal affairs to a tour of the jail and
dispatch. And as I sat through these courses and
learned what it took to run this well-oiled machine,
I got a glimpse of what made these people tick.
One, they were selfless, two they were fearless and
three, they didn’t require much sleep or praise.
And the muse sitting on my
shoulder went “Aha,” and my first cop protagonist
came to life, resulting in a 2007 Golden Heart
finalist nomination. Do I recommend the Citizen’s
Academy? Heck, yeah. I also recommend taking it a
step further. If you have the opportunity to get
involved with your local law enforcement, do so.
Become a volunteer or even a recruit. That’s what
the Citizens Academy’s about, after all. I give you
my word; you’ll get more than you’ll ever give
back.
This article originally
ran on the
Workingstiffs Blog
Copyright©
2007 Donnell Ann Bell |