I spent the day in my school, helping the SWAT team train in a school environment, walking them through problems, helping them solve issues. I quit doing SWAT work in 1991 when I realized that I had lost a few steps, gained a few pounds, and realized that it was time to lay down my gear in favor of the younger guys.
It looks all fun-and-gun when you see it on TV, but the plain truth of the matter is that SWAT work is heavy, tiring, sweaty work. I hoisted one of the vests they wear today, and with all the comms, the fancy toys, and the armor, the darned thing probably weighed 40 lbs. Their new helmets are nicer than the Kevlar pots we wore, and much better than the steel pots before that.
Still, I'm glad that the young'uns are the ones carrying all that gear and I don't envy the few perks they get from the job. I'm glad we've got them.