Taze Me?

Don't taze me man! Hit me with the baton! I prefer contusions and shattered bones...no wait!...I'll take what Jay has is in the box! Ooops...a service revolver!; a tiny piece of metal plowing a swath through my internals is much preferable to electric shock. Can you say sepsis? But what's behind door number 3? A good ole' fashioned beating! Being twisted into a human pretzel by four guys trained in some quasi martial arts...excellent choice sir!

Let's not get fact mixed up with stupid...I doubt there're many law enforcement reps who won't stand down if you stand down. The art of fighting without fighting. After all, there's no point in arguing with someone who's function is to "enforce and aid prosecution", and to "protect public safety". If you need to argue, tell it to the judge.

Less romantic than movies, but then again, media often combines fact and stupid until reality becomes unimaginable...they need conflict... no conflict, no story. The tazer is not precise. Like "it's not the voltage that kills you...it's the amps!". I'm mildly amused by the proposition, but not enough to experiment with flying like a bird or finding my personal milli-amp-fibrilation threshold.

Time will decide the fate of the tazer. Maybe they'll perfect tranquilizers, or use smart artillary for car chases, or simply speed govern engines to zero with onstar. Set your phasers to stun...