Pubdate: Mon, 8 Dec 2003 Source: New York Daily News (NY) Copyright: 2003 Daily News, L.P. Contact: http://www.nydailynews.com/ Details: http://www.mapinc.org/media/295 Author: Ernest Naspretto ANGEL DUST MAKES ALL THE DIFFERENCE An Ex-Cop Describes What It's Like To Fight A Crazed Perp If the people who are so critical of the Cincinnati police for Nathaniel Jones' death had any experience with someone high on angel dust, they'd back off. I know. I've been there. On a hot day in August 1983, my partner and I were dispatched to a dispute at a housing project near E. 101st St. and Second Ave. We arrived at the same time as another sector and climbed to the third floor. There, the four of us, with a total of eight years on the job, saw a male, about 5-feet-6 and weighing no more than 150 pounds, standing outside an apartment with a look on his face like Linda Blair in "The Exorcist." The apartment door was concave - he had actually dented a steel door trying to get at his girlfriend inside. Can you imagine what he would have done to her if he had gotten in? The smallest police officer was about 5-feet-8 and 160 pounds. The rest of us weighed at least 180 each. Yet when we tried to handcuff this guy, he threw us around like rag dolls. Within 30 seconds, I realized that Police Academy wrestling stuff works only with other police recruits, so I hauled off and punched him in the face. Unlike what happens to Clint Eastwood, the bones in my right hand shattered. But this maniac brushed off my punch as though a girl scout had smacked him. With my good hand I radioed for backup, and after what seemed like an hour - - probably five minutes - the other three cops got him cuffed. Was it over? No way. With his hands cuffed behind his back, our guy took off down the stairs. We gave chase, but he lost us in 5 seconds. Fortunately, two housing cops were able to tackle and subdue him two blocks away. There were no camcorders around in those days. If there had been, we would have looked like six brutal white cops abusing a Latino man. The fact that he was high on angel dust would have meant nothing, especially to anyone who has never tried to subdue someone like this. The story doesn't end there. One week later, I was on the precinct switchboard with my broken hand in a cast. Two detectives walked in with a young Hispanic woman I immediately recognized as the woman on the other side of that dented door. Our friend, after being released by the courts, had gone back to the apartment. This time, the woman stuck an 8-inch carving knife into his chest. His angel dusting days were over. She was not prosecuted. Neither should those Cincinnati cops be. Naspretto is a retired NYPD police captain. - --- MAP posted-by: Larry Stevens