I have a scar on my head that serves as a reminder about why one should never attempt to resist arrest. When I was about 20 years old and as far from knowing the Lord as the East to the West, I got into a bar fight in New Orleans and a policeman tried to break it up. He grabbed me from behind and I turned and hit him. He promptly responded by knocking me out with one swift blow with a slap jack, (Spring loaded leather covered piece of metal used similar to a Billy-club.) . . . https://www.wordsfortheday.com/index.php/2020/07/violence-begets-violence/