About 20-odd years ago I was at a party where I got talking to some white men in the kitchen. Turns out they were all coppers, covering Peckham, Camberwell, Brixton. So being a stroppy young coloured woman I got into a bit of lively banter with 'da pigs'.
Anyway, one of them said (and the others agreed with) something that has stayed with me ever since, but I've only really started thinking about recently.
He said -
"Every day, from the moment we go on duty, to the time we clock off, we are constantly lied to. Pretty much everybody we deal with lies to us - the criminals lie to us, and even the victims lie to us - or at least don't tell the whole truth"
The example he gave was of a stabbing, where the police were pretty sure that it was some kind of drug or other deal gone wrong but they couldn't get any coherent story from the victim, so they were pretty sure he was lying too.
I generally aim to stay well away from the police round here so I didn't think much more about this, until I started reading FWR.
Now I'm thinking about this again.
Although a long time has past, and many new policies and procedures will have been passed down from upon high, the fact is the day to day life of a copper hasn't changed much. They are still generally dealing with low-life, and no doubt being lied to, day in, day out.
So I wonder - how can they possibly be the best people to deal with rape victims?