I was sitting in the office with some gung ho officers and I am not alone in my reluctance to drop the hammer. All of us walk this line at work as for the most part we are dealing with decent people chasing their dreams. Crushing those dreams is not something a human wishes or desires to do. Kicking out criminals is an entirely different matter for which I would even don steel toed boots.
Those of you I talk with off line know the new challenges that lie ahead. The joy of our days is the unknown that lurks around the corner. How I respond to these new developments remains unknown. Other than the nasty food poisoning I feel better than I have been in years. There is more to life than dedication to work, reading piles of never ending books and swatting Communists. A breath of fresh air has entered my life and it is far better than I deserve.
I would not expect the readers to see a gentler kinder Beakerkin. You may see some Beakerkin about the town posts as I will be spending more time enjoying life and less
time reading obscure titles.