If The Standard Is Too High, Go The Hell Home.
- Hampton Law Firm ⚖️
- Jul 15
- 10 min read
Updated: Jul 19
Supporting the badge doesn’t mean defending everyone who wears it.
I remember the blue dress I wore when I was sworn in as a prosecutor. I was pregnant with my son, JB, and a close family friend who had just been elected to the Court of Appeals administered the oath. I was so damn proud that day. I felt like I was following in my daddy’s footsteps and, in a different way, my uncle’s footsteps too. My father had devoted his career to prosecution. My uncle was a law enforcement officer who was murdered in the line of duty. I stood there with my hand raised, carrying my son, believing I was stepping into work that mattered with people who had chosen it for the right reasons. I thought I was joining something honorable, and I do not enjoy admitting how much that belief has changed.
I was not stupid. I did not think every officer was perfect, every prosecutor was honest, or every person accused of a crime was guilty. I already knew human beings were a mess. Lawyers have egos. Judges have egos. Prosecutors have egos with government health insurance. People cheat, lie, drink too much, make horrible decisions, hold grudges, and occasionally ruin their own lives before lunch. None of that shocked me. What I believed was that the people who had the power to take away somebody’s freedom understood they were supposed to be better than average. I believed that when someone crossed a line, the people above them would do something about it instead of looking away and hoping the entire town developed amnesia.
Supporting law enforcement was never some political position I picked up from a campaign sign or a Facebook argument. It was my family, my career, my history, and apparently my dating life, because law enforcement officers keep finding me despite what I consider a very respectable effort to stop encouraging that behavior. I defended the profession for years because I knew what good officers sacrificed. I knew what it cost families when somebody left for work with a badge and did not come home. I knew that personally, and I still do. That is exactly why it has taken me so long to admit what I have been watching.
For years, I have watched the same patterns give me reason after reason to stop making excuses. Every time something happened, I told myself not to judge an entire office by one deputy, one detective, one administrator, or one spectacularly bad decision. Then it happened again. Then another citizen came into my office. Then another case made no sense. Then another story floated through town that everybody knew and nobody in charge seemed particularly bothered by. Then another lawyer would call and ask me “what the hell is going on over there?” I told myself leadership probably knew more than I did. I assumed things were being handled privately. I kept waiting for somebody at the top to finally get embarrassed enough to lead, but apparently embarrassment requires self-awareness, and that has been in very short supply.
There comes a point when you have to stop calling everything an isolated incident because the incidents have started carpooling. When the same type of chaos survives year after year, the problem is no longer one bad employee. The problem is the office that keeps protecting, excusing, ignoring, or tolerating the same conduct. Culture is not the mission statement hanging in the hallway. Culture is what the person at the top allows people to get away with. If dishonesty carries no consequence, dishonesty becomes normal. If personal relationships matter more than professional responsibility, everybody in the building learns that lesson. If public embarrassment is repeatedly swept under the rug, eventually the rug is the only thing holding the office together.
I know the difference because I still practice criminal defense work in a neighboring parish to the community where I have been watching this slow moving train wreck, and it is so much better that it is almost infuriating. That office is not perfect, because no office is, and I would distrust anybody claiming to employ nothing but saints. The difference is that the leadership there actually leads. Their people understand that judgment, character, honesty, and conduct matter, and that the badge will not automatically excuse behavior that undermines the credibility of the office merely because the conduct may not result in a criminal charge. That standard changes an agency because the people working beneath it know that public trust matters more than personal relationships and that carrying a badge does not place them above accountability.
That may sound harsh to some people, but law enforcement is supposed to be harsh about standards. A deputy can enter your home, search your property, put you in handcuffs, take you away from your children, accuse you of a crime, and write the report that shapes how judges, prosecutors, employers, neighbors, and the entire community see you. An investigator can decide whether one allegation is enough to destroy your life before anybody bothers to check whether it is true. That is an enormous amount of power, and I am tired of hearing people act like asking for character, restraint, honesty, and self-control is somehow unreasonable. Nobody is forcing anyone to wear the badge. If the standard feels too high, there are plenty of jobs where your bad decisions do not come with arrest powers.
The people paying for this are the citizens, and they walk into my office every day. They are not talking about abstract public trust or political theory. They are talking about their lives. They tell me about investigations they do not understand, allegations they believe were accepted too quickly, reports they insist do not reflect what occurred, evidence they believe was overlooked, complaints they feel were never meaningfully addressed, and decisions they believe depended far too much on who somebody knew. Some of them are furious. Some of them are scared. Some of them are humiliated. Some of them still believe every word they are told because they were raised, like I was, to assume the badge meant the person wearing it had earned the benefit of the doubt.
The people who still trust the office without question may be the ones most vulnerable to being failed by it. They trust the uniform. They trust the title. They trust the office because they cannot imagine that the people in charge would allow affairs, grudges, laziness, personal drama, favoritism, or plain old stupidity to interfere with something as serious as taking away another person’s freedom. They think the system must be working because the doors are open, the cars still have blue lights, and the same people keep winning elections. They do not see what the lawyers, defendants, witnesses, families, and people sitting across from my desk see. Their trust is being used as cover by people who have not earned it.
Most people are not blind, though. They see exactly what is happening. People in small towns always know more than public officials think they do because everybody is related, went to school together, dated each other, divorced each other, works with somebody’s cousin, or sits three pews behind somebody’s aunt on Sunday. They believe they know who gets protected. They question reports that do not seem right. They notice when a serious matter becomes strangely quiet after certain names are involved. They notice when officers appear more interested in personal relationships, private grudges, internal alliances, or avoiding work than in doing the job the public is paying them to do. People are not stupid just because they do not have a badge, a title, or a seat in the room where the excuses are made.
The problem is that seeing it does not mean they can fix it. People love to say, “Vote them out,” like elections magically produce a qualified candidate with courage, experience, money, political support, and the willingness to have every detail of his family’s life dragged through a small-town campaign. You cannot vote someone out if nobody credible will run against him. You cannot choose better leadership if the ballot does not offer a better choice. You cannot expect ordinary citizens to risk their jobs, friendships, reputations, and peace confronting an agency that has the power to investigate them, arrest them, embarrass them, or make their lives harder. Silence does not always mean approval. Sometimes silence means people know exactly what is wrong and also know they do not have a damn thing they can do about it.
That is what has become so hard to watch. It is not merely that the office embarrasses itself. It is that citizens absorb the damage while the people in charge continue behaving like surviving another scandal is the same thing as deserving another term. Families deserve to call for help without wondering whether they are inviting competence or chaos into their home. Victims deserve investigations based on evidence instead of politics, relationships, or convenience. People accused of crimes deserve to know their lives will not be blown apart because one person made an allegation and an investigator decided checking the facts could wait until after the arrest. The public should not have to drive to the next town over to find an agency it trusts.
The truth is that none of this begins with the deputy at the bottom. It begins at the top, and then it spreads through everything the top is willing to allow. Every officer in an agency learns very quickly what actually matters, and it is not learned from a framed mission statement or a campaign promise about integrity. They learn by watching who gets disciplined and who gets protected. They learn whether honesty matters when honesty becomes inconvenient, whether character matters when the person involved is well liked, and whether the rules still apply when enforcing them might embarrass the administration. A leader can preach accountability until he is hoarse, but if his own conduct does not reflect it and the people beneath him are repeatedly allowed to operate without it, then he has taught the office exactly what he expects. He has taught them that the badge will protect them, that loyalty means covering for one another, and that the public will eventually get tired of complaining and learn to live with whatever they are given.
That is not what law enforcement is supposed to be, and I refuse to lower my opinion of the profession just to make room for the people who have lowered its standards. I still believe law enforcement is one of the most noble professions a person can choose. There are very few jobs that require someone to walk out the door every morning knowing they may be called upon to lay down their life for a complete stranger without hesitation and without first asking whether that stranger deserves it.
My uncle did not wear a badge because it gave him authority, made him important, or allowed him to win personal arguments with the power of the State behind him. He wore it because he believed in service, and he gave his life doing it. Men and women like him earned the respect attached to that badge through honesty, courage, sacrifice, loyalty, self-control, and the understanding that their conduct had to remain above reproach both personally and privately because the public was trusting them with far more than an ordinary job.
I will not pretend that every person handed a badge and a gun has also been handed my uncle’s character. I will not watch pretenders borrow the good name built by officers like him while rejecting every quality that made that name worth respecting.
A badge without truth is merely authority. A badge without accountability is a threat. A badge without honesty, loyalty to the law rather than to friends, and the discipline to live in a way that does not constantly disgrace the office is nothing more than a costume worn by someone who wants the power of law enforcement without accepting the burden of becoming worthy of it.
The people at the top who permit that are not preserving the profession. They are allowing the sacrifices of honorable officers to be used as cover for people who have done nothing to earn the same trust.
That is where my loyalty lies now. It lies with the citizens who should not have to wonder whether the person responding to their worst moment is honest, competent, awake, sober, properly supervised, or more interested in a private grudge than the truth. It lies with the children who are learning what a badge means by watching how the adults wearing one behave.
It lies with families like mine who already know exactly what genuine service can cost and should not have to watch that sacrifice cheapened by leaders who refuse to protect the profession’s standards.
Most of all, it lies with the good name of law enforcement itself, because that name does not belong to the loudest person wearing a uniform or the man whose name appears on the ballot. It belongs to every officer who earned it and every officer who died believing it meant something.
I still support the badge. I support it enough to demand that the person wearing it possess the truth, character, discipline, loyalty, honesty, and accountability that give it meaning. I support it enough to say that leadership begins at the top, rot begins there too, and every act tolerated beneath it becomes part of the legacy that leader leaves behind. I support law enforcement far too much to keep defending people who stain its name, fail the public they swore to serve, and then expect the sacrifice of officers like my uncle to shield them from criticism.
Supporting the badge does not mean defending everyone who wears it. It means refusing to let anyone unworthy of it destroy what honorable men and women gave their lives to build.
Jeffrey Gathings. If you can’t honor his sacrifice, if the standard is too high, then put the badge down and go the hell home, because the standard wasn’t too high for him.
Judith Hampton
Attorney-at-Law
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