Like I figured, tons of arrests for violations and misdemeanors and substance and probably mental health problems.

I went to court one day with a drug dealer, guy was an idiot, but he basically sold to people at work or other people he knew well. It's not like he was hanging around playgrounds trying get kids hooked on drugs. But he and I didn't see eye to eye, I quit, he hired someone else and got sent off for a fairly stiff prison sentence.

That night after work I went into a corner store and one of the town drunks was in there who is arrested all the time. He was staggering drunk. He was trying to buy a case of beer, but lost his grip and dropped the case on the floor and the bottles all broke (odd to see a broke ass drunk not buying in cans). The two young guys working in the butcher shop and the owner looked over like they wanted to drag him out back and beat him senseless. The two younger men looked at the boss and he just said "just throw him out" as it wasn't worth getting in trouble over or calling the cops, so they just walked him out of the store and told him not to come back that night.

I think later that night (or maybe the next weekend). Some guys were waching a football game and they heard noises outside. They went out in the dark and caught the drunk guy stealing change out of an unlocked car and they beat the living shit out of him and called the cops. Drunk guy told the cops that they'd just beat him up for no reason, he had not fought them, cops told him to shut up.

I am convinced that a lot of these frequent flyer petty criminals and drunken pests cause far more damage to society, and cost more money than felons. That drug dealer who got sent to prison never bothered anyone, and probably most of his clients were working drug abusers who weren't out stealing scrap metal for money. But the drunk guy probably did something, drunk in public, yelling in the streets, petty thefts that he didn't caught at, several nights a week and affected far more regular tax paying citizens.

Had a guy back in the day that had well over 450+ arrests.  I arrested him many times.

He was a wino.  Would pass out drunk in front of a business on the sidewalk and they would call us to come get him.  Book him, put him in the drunk tank, and the Judge would see him in the morning and give him time served and release him. (He had no money to pay any fine.)

He would sweep out a 7-11 store for a couple of bucks, buy a bottle of Sweet Lucy or Night Train and start the process over.

When we would wake him up to bring him to jail, he would say, "That's my boys!".  Some cop wrote that phrase on the guy's old hat.

And some people wonder why cops get cynical.