Whoever "they" are.
Carnitas Los Panchos in Rosarito, Baja Mexico (I have written a good review or two about this place on this board already), offers a wide range of choices - deep-fried-till-crispy, delicious piggy piggy.
This is a pick-your-part operation; shoulder, ribs, belly, intestines, ears and this-and-that other stuff of the pig where I daren't go, but which probably puts the proof to James Beard's famous remark that, "Everything on the pig is edible, except the oink."
Los Panchos also offers carne asada served in various forms and breakfast. But why waste your valuable stomach space with afterthoughts? Los Panchos hews true to the Mexican philosophy of doing one thing and doing it supremely well.
What has this to do with cops, you say? Well, not what you might think.
Today at lunch at Los Panchos, hubby went to the gents to wash his hands. A gentleman in a beautifully tailored suit entered, stripped off his suit jacket and also started washing his hands.
The gentleman was wearing two guns, holstered bandolier style, high up on his chest. He was also wearing a semi-automatic pistol in a holster on his belt.