Where I grew up... well, I know some people on the board were surprised by the information that I sometimes carry a gun, but if your first exposure to law enforcement was the Banana Brothers on my town police force...
Definitely not a knock against the police, but in the small town where I grew up, we had one felony occur in 15 years. It happened in the police station parking lot, because all the local police assigned to the station were in the gas station across the street, harassing the female employees. The man who committed the truly horrible crime had come to our town seeking a victim because he had heard about how bad our police force was.
Our Chief of Police was not allowed to carry a gun, or even own a gun, as he was awaiting trial on charges of chopping his ex-wife's door down with a hatchet, violating her restraining order against him, added to a gigantic list of complaints of domestic violence.
Though this is the petty one, our local traffic court always made them go last, even though they weren't last alphabetically, or in size, or farthest from the court, or any other reason than all the local judges plain did not like the traffic cops. The other police didn't like them either, because they would camp out on the very edge of town, or even outside their technical jurisdiction on the interstate, and pull people over. Once they caught you, they would insist on a fine for something, even if the public defender wanted to let you off.
The college I went to had a better local police force, but one that you'd think would be trained about panic attacks, considering that they had a largish boarding school, a decent sized college with a special program for girls 16 and younger, a large senior-care community, a mental hospital, and a sort of halfway house for those released from the mental hospital (basically those who did not require full-time care, but were not ready to live on their own) in town. Based on my own run-in, and other friend's stories, they could not recognize and could not deal with a person having a panic attack, or really deal with any people with any level of social anxiety. Given how likely their environment made encountering people with some sort of mental illness or who may be having some declining facilities, or coming across young people away from their parents for the first time who may find an encounter with the police highly stressful, it seemed to me they could really spend a lot more time prepping the local police force, for the the good of the officers and for the good of the community.