It boggles the mind.

[Matrix Dragon]

I'd have sided with jpubs side of the argument once. Then my little brother saw someone selling kids drugs. He told mum and dad. They told the local police officer (Small town). Said police officer was a freemason, along with the father of the guy selling the drugs. For the next five years, my brother was that assholes target for every little crime and misdemeanor he could think of. And as much as I hate myself for doing do, I've never been able to properly trust the uniforms since. I tell myself that he was the exception, the element the other police hate, and given he got kicked off the force and is now a street sweeper (Which my little brother discovered and took great delight in a few weeks before we lost him in a car crash) I can even believe it intellectually. Emotionally though, the unease remains.