You could bet that they had their fashions just jammin’, though.
Beck (who else?). Yea. You know, it’s the corollary. Policing has become a "profession" unto and as an end in itself, rather than something good men used to feel called to as a simple desire to keep a bit of the "general chaos" in check, help out here and there, and generally provide people with a decent sense of reasonable security. It may be a tired reference, but good ol’ Andy Griffith comes to mind. He exercised authority now and then, but I doubt many would question that he hadn’t earned it through the respect he commanded, and guess what: respect is something that no uniform, badge, medal, or "fashions" establish. Character establishes respect. Imagine Andy letting those people die in that building.
A shame that all I can come up with is a fictional character, eh?