The problem is in how many police departments employ this military grade gear on simple drug busts. In one notable scene, a SWAT team raids the home of a black family, causing absurd levels of damage to the property. When all's said and done, they arrest the son for possession of marijuana on the basis of a few grams found in the bottom of his backpack. But these paltry victories are the best case scenario we're shown. In the absence of raids, all of this machismo is employed at SWAT competitions for cops to meet up and play in their off time. Once the door busting, both recreational or otherwise, is over, they're left as we met them in the film's opening moments, directing an overpowered force at civil disturbance, treating riot suppression with the same prescription we've reserved for stopping ISIS.