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CSI New Jersey: Crime
scene courses not like TV
By WAYNE PARRY
Associated Press Writer
March 12, 2004, 10:46 AM EST
HACKETTSTOWN, N.J. -- Norman Cetuk has quite possibly the coolest
job in New Jersey.
He gets to light things on fire, shoot out windows with a pellet
gun, and smash glass with a hammer. And if he ever wants to blow
something up, he can probably get away with that, too, in the name
of higher education.
The retired police officer and arson investigator is teaching
courses at Centenary College that train students _ and law
enforcement professionals _ how to become crime scene
investigators.
Unlike the glitzy TV show, "CSI Miami," there's no David Caruso,
no palm trees and turquoise surf, no bikini-clad babes and no
drop-dead-gorgeous bodies that just dropped dead.
Instead, there's a non-descript classroom, a dented pickup truck
that holds a vast array of things about to be set on fire, and no
shortage of students willing to help torch them.
"I've only watched CSI one time, for 10 minutes, and I started
talking to the TV," Cetuk said. "I saw my wife and son looking at
me with this weird look on their faces, and I thought it might be
better to turn off the show.
"It's Hollywood," he added. "These type of shows only highlight
the glamorous aspects of the job. You don't see the everyday
frustrations, limitations of working within a budget, time
constraints, handling 30 to 50 cases a month, the human tragedy
that as an officer or investigator you also have to deal with at a
crime scene."
That's why Cetuk insists his classes be strictly hands-on. This
particular day, he's teaching students how to investigate fires:
How they started, where they began. Once those things are
determined, the really hard work starts: Determining why a person
set the fire, and even more difficult, proving it. Only 2 percent
of all arsons in the United States result in convictions,
according to the National Fire Protection Association.
Other courses cover things like processing crime scenes; examining
dead bodies for signs of foul play (the trip to the morgue to
watch autopsies is always popular); collecting evidence like tiny
fibers, and using fingerprint and DNA evidence in investigations
and prosecutions.
One gray day on a concrete slab near the campus's tennis courts,
one student, for instance, is only too happy to oblige when Cetuk
asks him to toss a lighted match into a plastic garbage can filled
with newspaper. It's designed to show how an accidental fire, such
as one started by a cigarette dropped into the trash, starts and
burns.
Then, a second trash pail with gasoline-doused paper is set
ablaze, and students can see, feel _ and smell _ how vastly
different a fire is when powered by an accelerant.
Then Cetuk pours gasoline on a board, and lights it, so students
can see how the fire follows the fuel trail, and leaves a distinct
burn pattern. Significantly, once the fire burns itself out, very
little of the wood is damaged, in much the same way that a floor
set ablaze by an arsonist is blackened but not totally consumed.
The board also reeks of gasoline.
Cetuk, who spent 13 years as a Bridgewater police officer, and
another 16 as an investigator with the Somerset County
Prosecutor's Office, heading the arson investigation unit, can
tell whether an arsonist was left-handed or right-handed by the
burn marks left on a floor from the way flammable liquid was
splashed about.
Then there are the neat fire tricks he lets his students in on.
Say, for example, the owner of a business that just went up in
flames claims all his company records were burned in the blaze.
Cetuk takes a 6-inch-tall stack of newspapers, douses it in
gasoline, and lights it. Instantly, the pile erupts in a towering
inferno. Nothing, it would appear, could have survived such
flames. But after Dave Tynan, a Hackettstown firefighter taking
the class, douses it with a fire extinguisher, Cetuk has a
surprise.
He peels away the charred exterior and opens the middle of the
pile to reveal a virtually untouched sports section detailing a
New York Giants game. Only the outermost edge of the paper is
singed.
"You have a guy saying `My records burned up," Cetuk said. "I say,
`Didn't happen."'
In much the same way, an excuse from a property owner that he or
she dropped a lit cigarette on the floor or in a pile of clothes
usually won't fly, either. Cetuk drops a cigarette on a pile of
clothing _ and nothing happens. Only 20 minutes later is there
even a hint of smoke rising from it. A fire in a couch or bed can
take four hours to really get going, he said.
"If someone says, "I dropped a cigarette on it, and it burst into
flames,' Uh-uh," Cetuk said.
Then he takes a lit highway traffic flare, which burns at 1,800
degrees, and places it on a linoleum-covered board for 15 minutes.
All the happens is a small scorch mark. A dropped cigarette, which
is infinitely cooler, could not possibly ignite a floor, he said.
This is the kind of stuff Tynan, the Hackettstown firefighter, is
eager to learn. He's one of several working professionals taking
the class, hoping to advance their careers.
"A lot of times we see the fires without seeing how they're
investigated," he said. "It broadens my horizons. This stuff
really interests me."
Rashun Davidson, 24, of South Bound Brook, is one of Cetuk's star
pupils. He hopes to become a police officer, and is a quick learn
in class, often calling out correct answers before anyone else. He
appears to appreciate the grunt work inherent in becoming a
successful investigator, but his answer as to why he wants to make
this his life's work was pure David Caruso.
"I want to see a criminal's face after I arrest him," he said.
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