You couldn't pay me enough to be a law enforcement officer. Their job is a tough job. You have to solve people's problems you have to baby-sit people you have to always be doing this cat-and-mouse game with the bad guys. My respect for them is immense.
Perhaps it's good for one to suffer. Can an artist do anything if he's happy? Would he ever want to do anything? What is art after all but a protest against the horrible inclemency of life?
