Growing up, I didn’t really think about the police until I got caught shoplifting at the age of 14. Separated from my comrades in the five-finger-discount crusade, I was stuck in a cell for half an hour but the earache only started when my furious parents came to collect me. I almost asked the kind policeman if I might stay overnight until they’d calmed down. I wouldn’t do that now. Though I know that the vast majority of police are decent people, they also seem to harbour an unusually high number of woman-haters. Why do so many perverts join the police?
This week a serving Metropolitan Police officer appeared in court accused of raping a woman in the sea off Brighton beach, while on a stag do – he’s just the latest in a long line of brutes in blue. Last month a Hampshire policeman was accused of raping a mother of three he met on a dating app while her children slept; he had messaged her about having sex in his uniform, adding ‘I’m a bit of a rebel off-duty.’

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