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I don’t have a problem if you want to be a cop and before they give you the shiny fast patrol car with the bright flashing lights, and the gun – of course –  you do want that gun – as well as all the Batman-ish tool belt goodies that go with the job – you fork over all your social media passwords, so “they” can determine if your “right in the mind” to do the job based on your Tweets, posts, “friends”, blog posts and YouTube vids.

Frankly I believe all cops are slightly, what is the politically correct term? – retarded – no that’s not it, hum, bonkers, daffy, wacko, cuckoo, ah, psycho, that’s what I was looking for and certainly most of them do not possess the mental prowess to use social media, so it doesn’t matter. Certainly, I could be incorrect, yes, it might be unfair, but since I care little of nor respect most law enforcement, “they” can do whatever “they” want to each other, including “peeping”  at each other vids, tweets and posts, the Constitution be damned.

But, for the rest of us, the truck drivers, waitresses, managers, salespeople, techies – whoever you all are – not so damn fast. Let’s go back in our magic time machine before all this Facebook, Twitter, YouTube crap. You apply for a job with some company to do customer service. You might give them a resume or you fill out an application – they check your references, perhaps call a former boss or two – bla, bla, bla – you have five fingers and toes and all is good and they hire you. If Jimmy boy says you’re OK, that’s good enough for us. Done deal, welcome aboard.

Time marches on. Folks discover that there are far more evil dastardly people in the world than they previously realized. So, after you fill out that job application, a written exam now is required. Some math questions, a few “trick” questions about tttt-trust, sss-stealing and ooo, a few personality questions. Officer Bob drove you home last year after he stopped you driving drunk? Well, boys will be boys. Don’t worry about it. Welcome aboard.

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