I KNOW I SHOULD JUST BE APPALLED: By the crime-statistics-manipulation and general poor professionalism of the NYPD noted in this article, but this is just funny:

The tapes also reveal the locker-room environment at the precinct. On a recording made in September, the subject being discussed at roll call is stationhouse graffiti (done by the cops themselves) and something called "cocking the memo book," a practical joke in which officers draw penises in each other's daily notebooks.

"As far as the defacing of department property—all right, the shit on the side of the building . . . and on people's lockers, and drawing penises in people's memo books, and whatever else is going on—just knock it off, all right?" a Sergeant A. can be heard saying. "If the wrong person sees this stuff coming in here, then IAB [the Internal Affairs Bureau] is going to be all over this place, all right? . . . You want to draw penises, draw them in your own memo book. . . And don't actually draw on the wall." He then adds that just before an inspection, a supervisor had to walk around the stationhouse and paint over all the graffiti.

I swear this used to happen in Hill Street Blues all the time. Via the Balloon Juice thread on the Columbia, Missouri SWAT team video that I cannot bring myself to watch since it's the latest example of  heavily bodily armored cops killing people's pets (and a freaking Corgi this time.)