What do you think would happen if you stole marijuana from a police car, then “overdosed” on it, and called 9-1-1 to report your “emergency”?
What if you were a cop? [Stale Link because the Detroit Free Press doesn’t know how to manage digital content – dz]
Dearborn police allowed Sanchez to resign from his job on May 23, 2006, even though investigators said he admitted to taking the marijuana from his police car and using it to make the brownies. Dearborn police reports the Free Press obtained said Sanchez told investigators he planned to use the marijuana to train his police dog.
Last night, Sanchez was on one of the local news programs crying like a little bitch, e.g., “I loved my job, you don’t know what it meant to me to be a police officer, you don’t know how this or that, etc.”
The only line from that taped interview that I find cited in the Free Press article is “The incident doesn’t represent me, it doesn’t represent my family, it doesn’t represent what I stood for as a police officer.” Well, you get the gist, I hope. He was acting as though his actions don’t deserve the scrutiny, or the punishment, or the humiliation to which he’s been subject. And I don’t imagine he’s thrilled that Dearborn is actually going to press charges, although he’ll likely skate on those, too.
As I said when this first appeared in the news, I’m all in favor of his right to eat brownies, or smoke pot, or whatever. But Sanchez made his own bed, and now he doesn’t want to sleep there. He wants a free pass.
I wonder: in his tenure as a K9 handler and narcotics officer, how many free passes did Sanchez give to people on the receiving end of his handcuffs?