Prehospital Chemical Restraint

[mariomike]

Has there been an outbreak of public misbehaviour fueled by drunkenness in Japan that required an increased use of "Hojojutsu"? Would never had gone looking for this stuff, but once you look at it the algorithms keep suggesting additional examples. I specifically noted was that the drunkmaki ('maki' being the rolled type of sushi) was likely not Japanese (even if born in Japan, being of a different race, or mixed race, the locals wouldn't consider him Japanese) and wondered if that was a reason the police singled him out for arrest. Public drunkenness intoxication was not unusual in Japan.

I think the Japanese may be feeling gaijin fatigue.

Perhaps that's why they rolled the drunkmaki into a police car, instead of an ambulance.

Seems to be a lot of intoxicated Salarymen there. But, they generally dont bother anyone and are tolerated. They seem to be a symbol of loyalty to their employer. Karoshi in extreme cases.

I liked their convenient alcohol vending machines.

 

[lenaitch]

Was there a liability factor for not issuing them anymore? Or did the asp replace them?

I'm not sure. Issued equipment had largely been unchanged for years but a spate of police KOD in the 1980s spurred significant changes in equipment and training. We basically went from a revolver in a cross-drawn closed holster to open holster to semi-auto within a decade.

The sap was replaced by a wooden baton (24"?) then the expandable baton. I'm not aware of any issues with the sap. I don't think I was ever aware of somebody using it. Mine seldom left my briefcase.

 

[Blackadder1916]

My uncle was a cop during the rum runner era, up until the mid 60's. One item he carried was a sap. He said a small tap behind the ear normally took care of intoxicated or uncooperative troublemakers.
Saps are mostly used on soft tissue, for compliance, much like an asp is used today.
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Just some UFI.

We were issued them until around the early 1980s. I still have mine.

As some of the younger generations may say, this is could be a trigger for me. It brings me back to the early 1960s. My great-uncle used to live with us. Uncle Bob would have been in his 50s at the time, was a longshoreman, a pleasant enough single man, but he did drink. I don't think that he drank when he worked, but invariably at the end of the week he came home, cleaned himself up and went out to the taverns. He would come back drunk, but quietly go to his room and sleep it off. Rinse, repeat and come Monday down to the docks to see if there was work. Then one weekend, he didn't come home. He was in the hospital. The next time I saw him was when he was 'brought' home, he was an invalid, couldn't speak or care for himself. The right side of his forehead skull (the bone) was no longer there, it was a depression. It had been removed during the surgery.

What made that weekend different. The story, as I recall it, was that the Constabulary (they weren't 'Royal' at that time) said they arrested him for drunkenness and "must have fallen down while in the cell". But when they couldn't wake him the next day, they sent him to the hospital where he was found to have a skull fracture and subdural hematoma. He never recovered any semblance of a normal life, my grandmother (his sister) cared for him at home for a couple of years until he was moved to a long-term care home. He died there a few years later.

Back then, the city police (Nfld Constabulary) didn't carry firearms routinely; uniformed officers on patrol were armed only with a nightstick. It was common for them to use it for "compliance".