The Shield

The story of an inner-city Los Angeles police precinct where some of the cops aren't above breaking the rules or working against their associates to both keep the streets safe and their self-interests intact. 



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Home again. Home again. Jiggity jog.  We have had our dinner and cleaned the kitchen.  The boys and I are taking all the duty this week, part of her pampering for her birthday.  I have taken off work Thurs and Friday. Just to make sure she gets extra attention.  It was my bosses, one of my bosses, birthday today.  It put him in an exceptionally good mood which made the day very, very calm.  

We made the rare small talk and he shared an interesting story.  Have you heard the story about the lady who brought Gandhi her son.  She wanted Gandhi to tell him to stop eating sugar.  Gandhi told her to bring the boy back in two weeks.  She did as he asked.  In two weeks she brought the boy back to hear what Gandhi had to say.  

'Stop eating sugar.'

She waited for the rest. But that was all.  

'You could have told him that two weeks ago' she said.

'No. No I couldn't.'

'Why?'

'Because I was eating sugar myself.'

Ain't that fucking deep?

Think on it.  Know we're thinking of you. Wishing you all the best.