Nalod wrote:You don't like cops. They sense it.I have had cops pull me over in my bmw, and me a bald middle age man in a suit and the cop had his hand on the the gun still holstered.
I do ask to get my wallet. I wait until given permission. That still don't mean he is safe as even the bad guys are polite.
IM sure they are profiling, and looking for the "conspiracy militia white guy" as well.
Everybody has guns these days. Don't take it personal.
No, I don't like cops. I'm an ******* (albeit an affable one) but I don't hide behind a shield and a gun to be one. And no, not all cops are bad men but they certainly cover for one another at the very least, which stains the whole bunch in my purview. Last I checked, enabling or aiding a criminal is a crime (aka an accessory) and cops do that for each other time and again; like when one of them sexually assaulted a personal friend of mine in her own home while his partner stood lookout (she was only 17); or when one of them tried hooking up with my then-16 year old girlfriend; or like when one of them decided to bash my brother's head in with a baton because he shared the same color skin as some generic suspect; or when one of the douches, who I knew from my neighborhood, executed a Brooklyn kid despite not being a threat. They either are dirty or they cover for the dirty ones. So no, I don't like any of them and I know quite a few personally.
That being said, I may be completely in the wrong by the law of the letter in my most recent case. But the burden of proof lies with the prosecution, not the defendant. So I say, let them burn through thousands of tax dollars trying an otherwise frivolous case. They'll have to work for my money this time. And considering the ridiculous amount of **** they get away with, its time an average citizen gets over on the system.
P.S., I told him I was reaching for my wallet only AFTER he said he needed to see ID. Before that point both my hands were on my steering wheel, in clear view, because I know how "threatening" the color of my skin inherently makes me. You can ask Levar Johnson about that.
I also think I need to clarify the fact that he had his hand on his gun as he approached my vehicle, which is standard and understandable. But we were well into our conversation after he brought his hand back to his gun, ready to draw because I had the audacity to let him know I was reaching for my wallet after he instructed me to do so.
