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We have terrible news to pass on to you. Oklahoma City Police Sergeant Meagan Burke was tragically killed in a motor vehicle accident early this morning.
Sgt. Burke, who served our city as an OKC police officer since May of 2016, was driving north on I-44 near SW 44th St., when a southbound vehicle swerved left, was propelled over the center guardrail, and struck Sgt. Burke’s vehicle head-on. Sgt. Burke was pronounced dead at the scene. She was 31 years old.
The driver of the other vehicle sustained non-life-threatening injuries. The investigation is still in the early stages, and we will have more information for you as it becomes available.
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As of today, I’ve been alive 50
years. A span of time that turns the 1940s into the 1990s; from Glenn Miller to Nirvana. Wow. That feels like a long time.
I’ve spent some time reflecting on this period. The memories I’ve made, the people I’ve met. The many mentors and heroes who have blessed me with their time and wisdom. The gifts. The losses. Oddly, the gifts within every loss. I’ve thought of the struggles, the pain…a ton of laughter. Maybe even a little mischief... maybe. The people I’ve loved, liked, and disliked.
Those who have treated me well and those who have found joy in trying to disparage me. I am GRATEFUL for ALL of you. If our paths have crossed, thank you for the gift of your influence and the ability to grow through each of these encounters.
The last five decades have indeed been a blur, but wow, what a ride? What a gift? I can honestly say that I could die tomorrow feeling fulfilled. That’s certainly not the plan…but there again, as the saying goes, “If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans.” I’ll give that up to Him.
I’ve watched my daughter - the pride and joy of my life - succeed in ways I could have never imagined at her age. Her trajectory is steep and her future is bright. In my mind, that’s THE measure of a successful life; ensuring someone comes up behind you with the character and skills to make the world a better place when you’re gone. They don’t have to be blood, they just need to matter. She’s does that every day and I’m deeply humbled by her love and the bond we share.
Over the years, I’ve been blessed to help some people, to love some people, to learn valuable lessons with each season of life, each relationship. The more I’ve learned, the more I realize just how much I don’t know…and it’s funny, there is an odd comfort in replacing the need to have all the answers with the aptitude and desire to ask well-reasoned questions. To struggle with ambiguity. To lean on faith, principle, and the sometimes painful introspection of asking, in my mind, the bravest of questions when something goes sidewise in life, “How have I contributed to this outcome?” When people continually cast blame on others, they forfeit the ability to learn the lessons needed for growth. That’s stifling and cruel. It’s no way to treat yourself.
I’ve learned that unbridled passion mixed with ignorance may feel, and even sometimes appear righteous - it certainly gets a ton of attention these days - but it is disfunction wrapped in virtue and it’s often a distraction from something within one’s self.
I’ve learned that forgiveness is a gift we give ourselves, that allowing people to live rent free in our heads is a choice and a poor choice at that. Very few people actually set out to do wrong and that compelling rationalizations and personal blindspots are quick paths to a well justified downward spiral. Pull up. Whenever possible give grace.
Ego is not your amigo. Ever. If you’re the smartest person in the room, you’re in the wrong room…and if you’re the best looking person in the room, you’re likely in a meeting with me 😂🤣😂.
I’ve learned that family is sometimes determined by DNA but may also be a feature of commitment, sacrifice, compassion, and shared struggle. Nothing is as fulfilling as commitment to something greater than self and discipline equals freedom - we are a product of the daily choices and decisions we make. It’s not important to be extreme; it’s FAR more important to be consistent. Perfection is rooted in shame.
The little things matter. Making the bed. Returning the shopping cart. Smiling at a stranger. Letting the car pulling out of Chick-fil-A go…they’ve been in a long enough line already and they have important business to address 🍗.
I’ve learned the importance of stretching, of daily movement, of learning to be still at the deepest levels with great regularity. That the brain wants us comfortable and tells our body to stop when we have so much more in the tank. Success is always just on the other side of discomfort. Do very hard things. A lot. Learn to be comfortable being uncomfortable. Daily. …and cool down after a workout. Hydrate.
I’ve learned that we can always find evidence to support our preexisting beliefs and that if you have strong feelings about someone you’ve never met, or a situation for which you are not fully informed, you’ve been programmed. Some people want to see the world burn. Pray for them. Some people want to put the world on their shoulders and carry it. Pray for them too.
Judgement is a cheap license for self-righteousness and people who are peace with themselves, with their lives, and their purpose are unconcerned with keeping up with the Jones’s - they’d rather have them over for dinner or some coffee. I still like mine with cream and Splenda…I know, that’s not good for me. I own it.
A liar thinks everyone is lying to them. A lie does not become truth because it is popular. It’s not my place to endorse others, validate their self-concept, or ask them to do the same for me. We are all on our own journey. Be kind.
Learn to listen with your eyes. If someone has to tell you they are something…they probably aren’t.
You are the average of the five people you spend the most time with.
Finally, I’ve learned something else over the past 50 years. There is a very special population of people in this world. An imperfect ensemble of women and men who put themselves in harm’s way for complete strangers; without regard for who they are, where they come from, who they love, how they worship, or anything else. On the whole, and with rare exception, this population subordinates their own comfort and well-being for others during their worst days.
These folks who choose to enter the arena and who “dare greatly” have my utmost admiration and my fervent commitment that I will demand their very best at all times - both because they are capable and because the nobility of our calling merits such standards. I ask them to demand the same from me. Mistakes of the mind are opportunities to learn and grow, mistakes of the heart are opportunities to find a new way of making a living. To my brothers and sisters in “blue,” I love you - for who you are and what you stand for each day / night. You change the world with each interaction. That’s the truest power in your position.
All of the lessons I’ve learned, I’ve learned from you. I’m blessed, grateful, and humbled. I hope you find some value in this stream of consciousness, because one last thing I’ve learned:
If it’s not in writing, it didn’t happen.
These past 50 years most certainly have.
I remain, a work in progress and a student of this crazy gift we call life - thank you taking this journey with me!! God bless!
We are happy to report Deputy Mark Johns is out of surgery and recovering. Deputy Johns was with Sergeant Bobby Swartz yesterday serving lock-out paperwork when a gunman opened fire with a rifle, striking Sgt. Swartz and killing him. Deputy Johns used his body to try to shield Sgt. Swartz from the barrage of gunfire. A round struck Deputy Johns, clipping his femoral artery. Today, doctors performed surgery to fix his artery and remove shrapnel from his abdomen. Deputy Johns is a hero who was willing to lay down his life for his friend; a testimony to the character of both men. Yesterday, as he held Sheriff Tommie Johnson's hand, he apologized for not being able to save Bobby. Our prayers are with Deputy Johns that he heals from the physical and emotional scars he now carries.
"This is me at 21 years old. This is the day I graduated from the Detroit police academy at 4:00pm, went home and took a couple hour nap, woke up at 9:30 that night and reported to my first tour of duty at the 12th Precinct for midnight shift. Look at that smile on my face. I couldn't have been more excited, more proud. Armed with my dad's badge that he wore for 25 years on my chest, one of my mom's sergeant stripe patches in my pocket, my lucky $2.00 bill tucked into my bulletproof vest, a gun I was barely old enough to purchase bullets for on my hip and enough naive courage for a small army, I headed out the door...my mom snapped this photo on my way.
The next 17 years would bring plenty of shed blood, black eyes, torn ligaments, stab wounds, stitches, funerals, a head injury, permanent and irreparable nerve damage, 5 ruptured discs, some charming PTSD and depression issues and a whole lot of heartache. They brought missed Christmases with my family, my absence from friends' birthday get-togethers, pricey concert tickets that were forfeited at the last minute because of a late call and many sleepless nights.
I've laid in wet grass on the freeway for three hours watching a team of burglars and orchestrating their apprehension, I've dodged gunfire while running down a dark alley in the middle of the night chasing a shooting suspect, I've argued with women who were too scared to leave their abusive husbands until they realized they had to or they would end up dead. I've peeled a dead, burned baby from the front of my uniform shirt, I've felt the pride of putting handcuffs on a serial ra**st and I've cried on the chest of and kissed the cheek of my dead friend, coworker and academy classmate even though it was covered in his own dried blood and didn't even look like him from all the bullet holes. I know what a bullet sounds like when it's whizzing past your ear, a few inches away, I know what the sound of a Mother's shrilling scream is like when she finds out her son has been killed in the middle of the street and I know what it's like to have to tell a wife and mother of 3 that her husband was killed in a car accident while on his way home from work.
Smells, pictures, sounds and sights are burned and engrained into our minds...things we can never forget, no matter how hard we try; things that haunt our sleep at night and our thoughts during the day; things that we volunteered to deal with so that you don't have to. Things I don't want my sister, little cousins or YOU to even have to KNOW about.
I never once went to work thinking, "I'm gonna beat someone tonight."; "Hmmm...I think I'm gonna kill someone tonight." I DID, however, go to work every night, knowing that I was going to do the best I could to keep good people safe, even if that meant that I died doing so.
We ALL need to start being more understanding and compassionate toward one another. Violence doesn't cure violence and hate doesn't cure hate. I've seen and experienced both sides of the spectrum since I left the PD and I get it. I truly do. But this all has to stop.
Are cops perfect? No. Are there bad cops? Yes. But please...understand that the vast majority of police are good, loving, well intentioned family people. They have husbands and wives and children and parents and pets and cousins and mortgages and electric bills and lawns that need cutting, just like you. They have hearts and consciences. They aren't robots, they're not machines and they just want to help keep the wolves away from the sheep. I KNOW there's people who don't deserve to wear the badge but they're SO VERY few and far between. It breaks my heart to see all this hatred and anger flying around. All it's doing is encouraging more of the same.
If you've read this far, thank you for listening. I'm not gonna sit here and tell you that if you hate or don't support one side or the other, to unfriend me and never speak to me again...I hope those are the people who come straight TO me. Because I'll be more than happy to hug you and pray or meditate with you. I'll be more than happy to listen to your concerns and let you vent and empathize with your feelings. But then I'll encourage you to help me find a solution to end all this nonsense because if we're not part of the solution, we're part of the problem. Love to all of you. ALL OF YOU. We're all SO much better than this." ❤️✌🏼
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Meet 22-year-old Elisjsha Dicken. He heroically shot and killed the mass shooter at Greenwood Park mall this Sunday.
He was legally carrying under Indiana’s new Constitutional Carry law.
Good people with guns stop the bad people with guns. God Bless you Elisjsha! 🇺🇸
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TWO OFFICERS AND K-9 KILLED IN THE LINE OF DUTY DURING THURSDAY NIGHT’S SHOOTING IN FLOYD COUNTY KENTUCKY 💙🙏🙏🇺🇸 PLEASE PRAY 🙏 💙🇺🇸
ALLEN, Ky. (WMDJ) – According to Kentucky State Police, two officers along with K-9 Draco were killed during Thursday evenings shooting incident at Allen.
The shooter, Lance Storz, 49 of Allen, has been charged with two counts of murder of a police officer along with several attempted counts of murder.
According to the arrest citation, Storz used a rifle to fire multiple rounds at officers, who were attempting to serve an EPO in connection with a Domestic Violence investigation.
Storz proceeded to barricade himself inside his residence on Railroad Street in Old Allen, with his wife and child, creating an active shooter situation that lasted for nearly 5 hours.
Five additional officers an emergency management director were all injured and taken to hospitals in Prestonsburg, Lexington, and Huntington, WV.
Storz was taken into custody around 10 p.m. His spouse and child were safely removed from the scene.
Storz was lodged at 4:46 a.m. Friday morning in the Pike County Detention Center. He also appeared in Floyd County District Court at 9 a.m. to face his charges.
Via:WMDJ will have more details throughout the day as they become available.
Yesterday evening, Wicomico County Sheriff’s Deputy First Class Glenn Hilliard observed an individual who was wanted on multiple felonies exit an apartment complex in Pittsville, Maryland. When he engaged the suspect in a foot pursuit, the male pulled a gun and fatally shot the deputy before he even had the opportunity to draw his service weapon. His wife told all the officers standing shoulder to shoulder at the hospital “Glenn loved his job, and loved each of you”. His killer was captured later that night following an extensive manhunt by responding officers. He was a repeat offender who was only free to commit this crime because he was given probation and served no jail time following an armed robbery arrest in Baltimore.
DFC Hilliard was a 18-year veteran of law enforcement, first serving with the Crisfield and Berlin Police Departments before joining the Wicomico County Sheriff's Office. He leaves behind a wife and three children. Glenn would’ve celebrated his 42nd birthday on next Wednesday.
Always in our hearts and 🙏 prayers. Rest In Peace Brother we have the watch.
Details for Retired Police Officer Don Noha:
Thursday, May 26, 2022
3445 Princess Anne Road
Virginia Beach VA 23456
Friday, May 27,2022
Shaw Chapel at Regent University
Celebration of Life:
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A little humor.
Merry Christmas to our hero’s
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Clayton County Police Department Officer Henry Laxson was shot last night during a domestic violence call and passed away shortly thereafter.
A total of four persons, including Officer Laxson, were shot during the incident and passed away from their wounds. Another Clayton County Police Officer and a 12-year-old boy were shot and survived the incident.
We never know what we are walking into each day, but we do so as we are called to serve.
Please join us in praying for the Clayton County Police Department and the families and friends of all who have been affected by this tragedy.
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Yesterday Officer Robinson responded to a local elementary school for a child that was not picked up at the end of the school day. The parent is incarcerated and there were no other known family contacts. It was also the child's birthday.
Thanks to the owners of our local McDonald's, we were given free cheeseburger coupons to hand out in certain situations. Officer Robinson took the child for a meal at McDonald's and a ride around in the police car for his birthday. Family was eventually located and the child was dropped off.
Thank you to community partners, like McDonald's, that allow us to help out others in small ways during our interactions throughout the shifts. Thank you to Officer Robinson for taking some extra time to celebrate the child's birthday; we are proud to have him as part of the GBPD team!
The making of hero’s
The 81st Basic is getting pretty excited about their next steps in starting their career. Two weeks ‘til field training. Keep up those smiles - you’re almost there!
Recently at a concert venue Country music performer Toby Keith was seen backstage having a prayer circle with his crew before going on stage. He saw a couple of Police Officers nearby and waved them in, making a point to include them in the prayers. Afterward he asked them to take a picture with him.
That night the officers received multiple words of appreciation and support from both concert goers and staff.
Somehow, I doubt this would have happened at a Beyoncé concert.
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First Alaska Native woman trooper, now retired, reflects on two decades in law enforcement
First Alaska Native woman trooper, now retired, reflects on two decades in law enforcement Anne Sears' 22-year career in law enforcement took her all over the state — from Southeast, to Southcentral, the Interior and, eventually, back to Northwest Alaska, where she's from.
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