Motorcycle cops are a tough breed. They ride in the daylight and dark, the heat and the cold, and in every manner of wet and windy weather imaginable.
Most people would prefer to never meet one. Their job is to handle traffic issues, and yes that includes writing tickets. Sometimes lots of tickets. This may seem like a bitter job, and often it is, but there’s a particular motivator for the guys on motors: crashes.
Traffic officers investigate all manner of collisions from minor fender benders to multi-car pileups. They are often first on the scene to render first aid to a seriously injured passenger or to throw a blanket over the tragic remains of a very bad day. I appreciate the professionalism they usually exhibit in dealing with many of the unpleasant circumstances they find themselves in.
Their job is also a dangerous specialty in a dangerous profession. This was evident Tuesday night when two motor cops in my agency were struck by a vehicle and went down hard. They both survived the crash with scrapes, bruising and at least one broken arm.
It was a rough night, but it sounds like they will heal up. These are tough guys.