I'm fucking sick of seeing lazy-ass dehumanizing hyperbole like "there are no good cops," but... yeah.

Poison Skittles metaphor. It's not our goddamn job to tell the good ones from the bad ones; any number of bad ones whatsoever is too many; the number of bad ones seems to be rising, not falling; and every time someone dies from pulling a bad one, their manufacturers are more concerned about their brand than getting the damn poison out of the factory. >__<

Plus, every so often one comes out of the bag with a swastika on it instead of an "S" and if you're thinking "yeah, but those S ones are usually a really good wholesome snack" instead of "who the fuck is making poison Nazi skittles" there is something wrong with you. >____<