Kimberlee Versiga and Tamara Mims g n i t t a P You’re — n w o D Her g n i l e e NOT F Her Up! The Delicate Problem Of Frisking The Opposite Sex S nap out of it fellas. You’ve got to work past your feelings of imminent danger when it comes to conducting a frisk of someone of the opposite sex. I can’t single out the men though, since lady cops are violators too. To help things along, I’m going to tell you about a couple of incidents I was involved in. Since I work in the deep South, the names and situations might be colorful, but change those names and the places and I’m sure you could tell the same stories. Scenerio: I’m cruising the vastness that is South Jackson County, Mississippi — patrolling fun areas like “The Alligator Farm” and a little strip of pavement nicknamed “Body Bag Road.” During this eventful evening, I heard my area partner go out on a traffic stop with a “hoopty” — a car with no tag, no lights, no bumper, busted side view mirrors — you get the drift. I start rolling his way to back him up since our beloved rednecks like to rumble sometimes. Mind you, I have to travel for approximately 30 minutes to reach him. Where I work is akin to the Dukes of Hazzard in the rural areas. Many times you are on your own for 15 to 30 minutes waiting for backup. Here’s where I get all agitated. I get there, and Deputy Jackleg is standing there with two men from the set of Deliverance and a female who hasn’t seen a bath or evidently, a morsel of food in many a fortnight. She’s fidgeting off to the side, sporting stringy hair and furtive eyes. Can you see it? Deputy Jackleg WRONG! RIGHT! WWW.AMERICANCOPMAGAZINE.COM 53
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