Sometime during our careers we all have worked with an officer who earned the title "Captain Gadget" or some more unflattering nickname for his or her love of equipment. When I was in patrol during the late '70s and early '80s, our Captain Gadget was a guy who had four scanners, a CB radio, a Kaypro portable (read: "luggable") computer equipped with a 7-inch green, glowing CRT, and a dot-matrix printer all in his car. In addition, he had a handheld ham radio, carried three guns, and sported a light that could have blinded an aircraft pilot at 20,000 feet. It must have taken this guy 45 minutes to load his car and put on his Batman utility belt after line-up.
Back then, us "real cops" went in the field with just our uniform, badge, revolver, cheap three-cell flashlight, ticket book, and an attitude. Only the sergeant had a portable radio, and it was about the size of a World War II walkie-talkie.









