…and they are all armed and ready to go chase down a suspect while the rest of the department puts up crime scene tape and tries to look busy. Apparently there is a 7 year PhD program out there with a combination major of Physics, Chemistry, Computer science, Biology, and competitive handgun shooting.
The smell of a decop human body is about the worst ever.
Yeah, Sure certain levels of CSI’s are LEOs and carry a gun- for their own defense. Nor do CSIs ever interview suspects.
They are LEOs in the eyes of the law but IME they typically operate more like Dexter (minus the extracurriculars). Specialists that show up, do their thing, then back to the lab. None of the ones I saw in Fresno carried guns.
In some citys, like apparently Vegas, they can. But you are correct. The old CSI with Grissom, kept them doing what they really did… well as if they had a huge budget.
I have twice found dead bodies in the morning. Both times were on my commute to work. Once was someone frozen to death on the sidewalk in a Chicago winter, the second time was someone dead on the stairs leading into/out of a subway station, again, in a Chicago winter. So yes, people do find dead bodies. It’s rather alarming. I can, however, state that they are not “picturesque” even when frosted over in the bright morning sunshine.
Dogs also find dead bodies. Occasionally they even alert their owners by dragging a “prize” home.
So, really, I find the artful plot detail of a random person finding a dead body while going about some other activity to be quite plausible. Although in real life it’s all a lot sadder and uglier.
My biological father found a dead body floating in a river behind his house. It happens I guess. I’d rather not.
Ha ha ha ha ha… no.
Not gonna work. The stench of decaying flesh is not something that can be covered.
I mean, I get that that is what is being implied in the script, but it’s not reality.
A smear of Vick’s under your nose is not gonna help, either.
I would have been happy to pass on the experience.
Maybe. Without looking it up, I’m pretty sure the walk and talk was a staple before AS.
Yes, but he perfected it, and it was his trademark.
I’m sorry you’ve had that experience in real life. My post was meant in the slightly humorous vein of this thread. Sorry if I seemed flippant or offensive.
To return to the thread’s theme:
No matter how many people you’ve killed or seen killed, you will always be “fine!” and resent any directive to see the department shrink.
If someone feels that the jury didn’t deliver justice in the courtroom, they will try to deliver it themselves on the courthouse steps just after the trial.
In Russia, it’s quite common to find frozen corpses on the street during the winter. They’re usually homeless, elderly, or drunkards, and various permutations thereof. Another thing that’s common is finding people killed by icicles falling from roofs while they’re out going about their business, like buying groceries.
I remember going to the Anglican church one Sunday and arriving moments after the authorities had removed a body from the street across the way.
I remember a few early morning body discoveries at work. Often by people walking their dog. None that are popping into my head were natural. Several body dumps of murders and a suicide. Most people have the decency to die in their own home or around people when it’s natural. This was in a suburban setting so multiply it by whatever factor you think is appropriate for a city like New York.
I’ve noticed that when questioned by the police an innocent person will say in a surprised tone of voice something like “and you think I did it?”. A guilty person never says that.
There is no such thing as a safe house.
And guarding a safe house is the most dangerous job in law enforcement. Also a job assigned to the dumbest officers available.
Not only are the partners incompatible but one is a raw rookie while the other is a seasoned veteran. The intent is for the veteran to mentor the rookie, but the veteran deeply resents spending all his time giving the rookie basic training on how to be a police officer, while also saving the rookie’s ass from the various scrapes he’s gotten himself into. On the other hand, the rookie is in better physical shape and can easily run down the wiry suspect in sneakers while the veteran is still trying to get his seatbelt unfastened
And rookies apparently aren’t qualified to drive a car.
That’s because the rookie is busy with the radio, saying “10-4” and all that, while the veteran knows the fastest way to get to a crime scene across town is to pull a U-turn in the middle of the block.
The mortality rate is damn near 100%. And no one really gives them much thought after they are killed. Too bad for ol’ whats his name.