They may seem like fun, but to the parties involved they are extremely stressful and often life threatening. Just listen to any audio tape of almost any cop's pursuit and you will hear the stress. The adrenalin floods the body and the voice changes. Commonly the chase ends with a crash, a foot pursuit, or a shooting. Because of this, department brass have stacked up policies, rules, and procedures that pursuing police must follow. This only makes the chase more stressful on the pursuers.
At the end of this El Monte PD vehicle pursuit, followed by a short foot pursuit, the "all seeing eye" of the TV news helicopter showed what appeared to be the suspect finally dropping to the prone position in a residential backyard. The lone pursuing officer, as he approaches the suspect to cuff him, apparently kicks the head of the suspect. (O M G!)
Before we hang this El Monte officer—and then give him a fair trial—remember that the "all seeing eye" in the sky may not have seen everything the officer saw from his position in the backyard. That suspect, who turned out to be a parolee and a gang member, endangered countless lives in that wild pursuit (including the said officer's), fled arrest, was possibly armed, and incompliant. The officer was filled with adrenalin and anxiousness in a real-life dangerous situation. I know what those armchair experts are thinking, but let's consider the suspect and his gang.
The fleeing felon was named Richard Rodriguez, and he had a two-inch-high tattoo of "EMF" on his face under his lower lip and a large "Flores" tattooed across his neck. I'll bet those tattoos hurt more than that alleged kick. "EMF" stands for the largest of the El Monte gangs, El Monte Flores.
Long ago there was only one gang in El Monte, called El Monte. When I was a teenager in the mid 1960s, many Los Angeles teens would drive to the El Monte American Legion Stadium to see rock and roll shows emceed by radio celebrities like Huggy Boy or Wolfman Jack. Or to attend dances there, dancing to the music of live bands. Danger always lurked in the huge parking lot or the nearby hamburger stands where the El Monte gang members prowled. The
gang had several sub-groups or cliques.