It is a hard thing to retire from policing and soldiering.
The day you turn in your badge, uniform and service pistol, you become a civilian again. A nobody. No longer a hero, no longer a member of the brotherhood; just like before you started.
All the power and authority you had were only on loan. Eventually the government takes it back and hands it to some other kid. You realize it wasn’t you people respected and feared, but the government.
Some ex-cops and ex-soldiers manage to ekk out a life outside. They work a boring job, drink alcohol and watch TV like everyone else. It doesn’t have the rush of carrying a gun, but its a living.
…there is one way to be the hero again. Death.
Dead, you will again get the hero reception, the 21 gun salute, the full motorcade. Your family will congratulated for having such a heroic son. They may get a piece of your pension, buriel benefits, and insurance.
It’s not a hard choice to make: live as nobody, or die as somebody. In a way, it is why men join in the first place.
450-500 police officers commit suicide each year. About 30 vets commit suicide per day. Most of these suicides are white males.
They know what’s happening to the white race. WN is no shock to them. You can’t help but to know when women and minos work in the offices while white men work on the street. The US military is still 80% white, and the police 70% white.
The mystery of cops and soldier suicides, solved. Expect more in the future.