Friday, March 30, 2001 |
Think you
have the real story behind a police shootout? Check again; you probably
don't
By DAVID EPPS A few weeks ago, a rookie police officer from a north Atlanta suburb faced the horror dreaded by all cops and their families. The suspect, a 20-year-old alleged deserter from the Army, fired his weapon point-blank into the chest of the 28-year-old patrolman. The stricken officer, protected from the potentially fatal round by his bullet-resistant vest, fell to the ground and, although suffering injury from the tremendous impact of the bullet, along with another officer, returned fire. In a few violent seconds, it was over. The fugitive from the Army will not have to be concerned about serving out his enlistment. He died at the scene. Once in a while, someone will ask, "Do the police shoot to kill?" The simple answer to that question is, "No." But, on the other hand, the answer is not so simple. The average citizen cannot possibly imagine how suddenly a routine traffic stop, warrant service, or interrogation can turn sour. In the movies, the bad guys can be seen planning and calculating their next move and, when the action starts, the cops dive for cover, call backup, and a gun battle ensues for the next fifteen minutes. The cops and the bad guys chase each other through the streets of the city, firing scores of rounds, and, amazingly, even exchange taunts. In real life, such a scene almost never happens. In real life, the violence explodes without warning, lasts an average of 3.5 seconds, with five rounds being exchanged from a distance of three to seven feet. Think about that one thousand one, one thousand two, one thousand three, on thou and then it's over. Someone is dead or screaming in agony. If the suspect is down, the officer, with shaking hands, will cuff him and call for an ambulance. If the suspect is bleeding profusely, the officer will try to administer first aid and save the life of the man who just tried to kill him. Officers have even been known to pray at such moments, pleading with God to spare the assailant's life. If, on the other hand, the officer is on the ground, more likely than not, the suspect will walk over to him, point his still smoking pistol at the officer's head, and pull the trigger. He will then steal the officer's own weapon and flee into the night. An hour or two later, the chief and the chaplain will pay a dreadful visit to the officer's wife and children. There is no time to talk the suspect down, no time to "shoot the weapon out of the bad guy's hand," no opportunity to carefully aim from cover and concealment and fire to wound. Officers are trained to aim for "center mass" of the suspect's body and continue to fire until the threat is ended. "That cop fired nine bullets!" a civilian might protest. "He shot too many times! He was out to kill that guy!" You weren't there. You have no idea. It wasn't your life on the line. You just don't have a clue. If an officer is inclined to make a mistake, he or she is much more likely to hesitate to shoot for that all-important split-second than he is to fire prematurely. Most officers have strong moral codes, have an aversion to killing, became cops to help people, and have been well-schooled in how likely cops are to be sued. This hesitation may well result in the officer's death. Criminals who would fire on a police officer have no such moral restraints. They do not hesitate. Police officers and deputies are not trained to shoot to kill. They are trained to "shoot to live." They are not, regardless of how much anti-law enforcement types might whine, trying to take a suspect's life. They are simply trying, desperately, in a few terror-filled seconds to somehow survive the encounter and go home to spouse and family at the end of the shift. They are "shooting to live." If they do shoot a suspect, and the criminal dies, cops are more likely than not to have severe depression, to experience sleepless nights, endure posttraumatic stress, and be overwhelmed with guilt. He or she will be more at risk than other officers to experience a divorce, become an alcoholic, and take their own life. He will have had 3.5 seconds to "shoot to live" while the press, the public, and the courts will have years and decades to second-guess the officer and wonder why he "didn't shoot the gun out of the bad guy's hand." I have two sons who are on the streets as police officers. Tonight, they will pull over a car on some dark roadside or will investigate an alarm call. If the moment ever comes, which I pray it does not, I pray that they will respond to their training. I pray that they will not hesitate, no, not for one second. Then, if their life hangs in the balance, I pray that, in that 3.5 seconds of heart-stopping, throat-choking horror, they will "shoot to live." I pray their aim will be true. I pray that they will come home to their families safe and uninjured. And, then, the next night, and the next, they will face it all over again, night after night, year after year. They, and tens of thousands of men and women like them, are cops. It's what they do. [David Epps is rector of Christ the King Church in the south Atlanta area. He is a law enforcement chaplain, Marine veteran, and a certified Georgia peace officer. He may be contacted at FatherDavidEpps@aol.com or at www.ChristTheKingCEC.com.]
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