So... Lots of funny, if misinformed comments. To lead off, I am no pig. I have lots and lots of experience with them, I am related to a couple, and I have been very intensely monitoring them for quite some time. I am confident in my assessments and assertions, but they remain only that. What's more, I consider the majority of pigs undertrained, weak minded sheep. I also use the term "pig", instead of the harsher terms they tend to deserve. All of this adds up to a massive bias on my part, so do not forget that when you are typing your pro-pig hell rant.
Most US police forces lack the discipline and capability to field a Special Weapons And Tactics team. Instead, they have Volunteers. These are regular beat cops who sat through a few training courses and maybe ran a few smash and grab walk troughs at some point. They keep a flack vest, helmet and carbine AR in their trunk. Most SWAT calls are just beat pigs dealing with something over there head, which can be anything from a person who knows their rights to an actuall increased threat scenario. Real SWAT teams are the picture of tactical efficiency and reserve. Most footage [i completely discount all cinematic SWAT silliness] you will see has yelling and gun pointing and one cute video of a fat, crazy drunk getting zipped up by a SWAT bro with an MP5 [never take a breech loader to an automatic fight]. This discounts all of the rigorous training, both physical and mental, that these operators go through in the short window they are allowed to be in an actual SWAT team. I cannot vouchsafe the conduct of all SWAT, but my anecdotal experience was awesome.
I will leave off most the detail, but here is my short story. This was the first time I interacted with SWAT. It will not be the last, I fear. I was in a place I probably should have avoided, when I decided to step out for a jack. I was laughing at a lame joke my friends girlfriend had made [i was/am that guy] as I opened the front door. When I swung my head forward, I was greeted by 6 or 7 homeboys in black tac gear. They were setting to take the door. The point man [guy in front] leveled his hellasweet HK USP .45 at my face and politely asked me to, "please hold the door". I remember being able to see down the barrel of his shooter. He had one in the chamber. I graciously swung the door wide and bowed fairly low, like some drug addled varlet. Point guys swept by as number 2 gently spun me and zip tied my wrists. He kind of whispered "don't be stupid". I do not know what he meant, but I had been a military sycophant for a long time so I knew the drill and sank to my knees. They were done in seconds. 2 of them helped me up gently and ushered me to the couch. They left quietly and broke nothing. I cannot say the same for the overweight, callous detectives that spent 4+ hours figuring out that they had taken a house with no evidence and only one of their targeted suspects [he was released because he had no ID on him]?
I have had many experiences with many levels of LEO and none has ever instilled the respect and admiration I have for a true SWAT team.
No constables. No kings. Self police is self rule.