ARIS, Sept. 11 — They roll faster than
a speeding scooter, they jump curbs in a single bound. Regarde,
crossing the boulevard! It's an errant hockey player, it's an office
messenger on wheels, it's the French in-line skating police!
Sgt. Gérard Lucero, 43, streaks through Latin Quarter traffic and
cuts a tight but elegant circle to stop short beside his colleague,
Eddy Sargis, who is standing with one leg cocked forward on the rear
wheel of his skate, toes pointed skyward. The two are part of
Paris's roller brigade, 38 ball-bearing mounted cops who zip about
hunting for lawbreakers while delighting tourists and titillating
young Parisiennes.
"It attracts the eye," Officer Sargis said with a wry smile.
Leave it to the French to turn policing into a trendy fashion
statement. The rolleurs look like real life superheroes in their
tight blue uniforms and futuristic thermoplastic helmets, which are
molded into a stylized blue flame flickering back from their heads.
Their skates give even the most diminutive frame a gallant
stature.
But "Blade Runner" this is not: despite their cool
attire, the brigade's primary job is to keep bus lanes clear of
passenger cars and to spot drivers chatting on mobile telephones.
Though they carry standard-issue sidearms, they are prohibited by
police regulations from drawing weapons while on skates.
The roller brigade was created during the 1998 World Cup, when
eight policemen were sent gliding down the Champs-Élysées as part of
a parade. They were later given the job of escorting the growing
throng of in-line skaters that have been touring the city every
Friday night since a 1997 transport strike.
"We needed someone who could communicate with them," said Lt.
Emmanuel Mairesse, the brigade's leader, a surfboard propped beside
a jug of protein powder in the vaulted stone room of a 19th-century
military barracks that serves as the brigade's base.
But mostly the roller brigade is meant to give Parisian police a
hipper, friendlier face in a country where "les flics," as France's
police are derogatorily called, are widely resented and often
despised.
"The image of the police has been very bad and we're trying to
remake it," said Sergeant Lucero, standing with his skate-clad feet
splayed at a 10 o'clock angle.
Most of the skating police officers are in their mid-20's. Some
are even tattooed and pierced, although they are not allowed to
display their adornments while on duty.
As duties go, it's not bad. The men skate four or five hours a
day, three days a week, plus the Friday evening excursions, and
spend the rest of their time at the police academy lifting weights,
jogging or practicing skating technique.
That is not to say the job isn't risky. Cobblestone streets, for
one thing, can trip up even the best skater. Embedded traffic
reflectors are another hazard. When it rains, the police do not
skate at all because the streets are too slick.
Sergeant Lucero said he went head over heels recently when he ran
into a parked car while accompanying the Friday night in-line
skating mob, which grows to 20,000 or more skaters in good weather.
"I'm a specialist in falling," he said.
So far, no one in the brigade has been seriously hurt on the job,
though the brigade always has one or two members out of action
because of minor injuries.
They wear Mission brand in-line skates built for hockey players
and replace the ball bearings about every two months. They buy new
skates every year.
There are in-line skating police in California, Puerto Rico,
Britain and Belgium, but few work year round. The French brigade
patrols in groups of three or four in all seasons, covering an
average 20 miles or so over the course of a four-hour tour.
Officer Sargis waved over a Mercedes minivan that was sneaking
down the bus lane on the Boulevard St.-Germain and asked the
flustered woman behind the wheel to show him her driver's license.
Two other officers glided around the car while Sergeant Lucero
watched at a distance from behind the rectangular lenses of his
sunglasses.
After issuing a warning, the police were off again, sailing down
the tree-lined avenue in a graceful counterpoint to the afternoon's
stop-and-go traffic.
Occasionally, the roller cops are called upon for more dramatic
tasks, such as cordoning off accident sites or, more rarely, chasing
down petty thieves.
"We're less visible than a police car or a policeman on a
bicycle," Sergeant Lucero said, recounting an operation last year in
which six of his men caught a member of a gang that had been
burglarizing parking meters.
Wherever they go, though, they do attract attention.
"I'm in I don't know how many thousands of Japanese snapshots,"
Sergeant Lucero said.