hog88
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Good luck with that. “Got any drugs or guns in the car, sir? Mind if I search your vehicle?”
He probably knew it wasn’t close by. I was talking to a friend of mine who had Michigan tags on his car. He was stopped on 40 here in Knoxville by the local drug task force. He didn’t consent to any searches, but they searched anyway and messed up his car. When they were finished, they didn’t have the decency to hand him his license, and instead left it in the car hidden in the mess they created. He was already stressed by the ordeal, but then more so when realizing he had to go back to them and ask for his license. He said they took a defensive posture like they were going to attack him and told him they gave it to him (which they didn’t actually) and to leave. He received no citation as they didn’t find anything (I doubt they had probable cause for anything they did).I'm surprised he didn't call the drug dog that automatically "alerts" to anything you own and then you go to jail for a decade or more for drug dealing.
I didn’t say that the 15% that didn’t go well was harassment. Some are arrests. Some are citations. A very minor few are true harassment or police misconduct. I’ve been pulled over by police before. Never had an issue. I was speeding twice and once the police pulled me over bc a car matching mine had just been stolen. I never had any issues and cooperated bc I understoodSo if 85% go well and 15% don't go well you're saying that it's okay that 600,000 people every year get harassed by the police? Maybe you'd like to volunteer to be on the receiving end?
You are correct. Section 8 housing in Knoxville has about 10% true elderly and poor families that need it and the rest are gangbangers, criminals, addicts and mentally illWalter P Taylor homes, another victory for socialism in Tennessee. Knox county reaps what they sowed when they decided to build a "housing complex" for the poor and put thieves and drug dealers together into a concentrated pool.
little over dramatic? K9s keep records to show the positive alerts so they can’t be used that way and even if they were not on is sent to jail for a decade for a false K9 hit if nothing is foundI'm surprised he didn't call the drug dog that automatically "alerts" to anything you own and then you go to jail for a decade or more for drug dealing.
1st one to call when kids speed through your neighborhoodI will never accept the practice of pulling vehicles over for minor traffic violations or often, fabricated violations in a fishing attempt to find "something". Cops will say it works, but odds are, if you stop a million people for frivolous reasons, you're bound to find something eventually. This is an admitted and unashamed tactic for a lot of these departments. It's not pro active policing, it's a tactic to justify their payroll.
I'm not one of the folks saying police shouldn't exist, but **** like this makes it hard to trust and support them.
I would guess that half of them end up with the 'roid raged, "respect my authortay", ignorant of the law, chip on their shoulder cop that runs the civilian through all kinds of hassles or arrogant attitude over the pettiest of infractions. 50%..."most cops"there are 4 million interactions between law enforcement and citizens, every year...i think you would be suprised at how probably 85% of them go
I can't remember the last time I said that. Consent searches are so 90's now. If I smell something, see something, you say something, or the hair missile alerts, it makes all of those questions OBE. That's old crap from the Bob Vogel (Volusia County, FL) School of Drug Interdiction. The big loads are in different vehicles these days, anyway.
If I wanted to search your vehicle, DTH, it would just be to see what cool toys you had with you.
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This is the stuff cops do that never makes videos or headlines. Not heard often enough.Here 'ya go, Ras...a few tidbits for you to pick on me over this weekend...
So I worked day shift Wednesday and Thursday. It's been a long month; I ended up pulling 7 shifts this month to cover shortages. I usually do 2-3 a month. I'm tired, and took today off to recover and get ready to go back to Job #1 on Monday.
Anyhoo, a few examples of "The Adventures of a Dirt Road Deputy":
- I made a stop for Speeding (87/70). Nice guy from New Hampshire. He's a maple syrup salesman, and he's been down in Florida hawking his product. "100% Organic Maple Syrup", whatever that is. But my better half is a borderline tree-hugger (who lets me buy guns, you figure that one out). So I lower his speed to 81, as I normally do; he signs; I give him his copy; and then buy a jar of maple syrup from him. He was actually laughing when it was all over. Wife got pretty excited about the syrup.
- Responded to a Cardiac Red call with Fire/EMS. Way out in the country. Those almost never end well, and unfortunately this one didn't either. But the Squad transports, and the firefighter rides with the squad so they can tag-team CPR for the long ride to the hospital, so now here I sit with a fire engine on the side of the road. With the EMS Lt's consent, I drive the pumper back to the station, park it in the bay, and secure the station. Another deputy picks me up and takes me back to my ride. Back when I was FT, I made all of my team train on how to drive a pumper / squad, and run the pre-connects on the pumper so that the first firefighter on scene could gear up and attack the fire. It paid off here, in a small way. The crew from the hub station that moved to fill the gap couldn't believe I knew how to drive the pumper. There are a lot of switches and knobs to move to make one of those things do what you want it to do. Glad I could remember how.
- 911 misdial, again, way out in BFE. The residence sits back in the woods off a "two-path", off of a dirt road. I get there, and Grandma explains that the baby got hold of the phone while she was trying to get something up on Netflix for the baby to watch. But the funny part is the chicken. When I get out of my Tahoe, this insanely fat chicken trots up to me like some sort of guard dog. Follows me to the house; up on the porch, and just stands there staring at me while I'm talking to Grandma. Then it follows me back out to the truck, and trots halfway down the drive behind me while I'm making my way out. Just one of those things that make you chuckle. I sure hope she doesn't end up cooking that chicken; it had a lot of character.
- Hogs on the side of the Interstate. There's this one spot where they come through the fence and root around off the side of the road. One gets hit maybe once a year. They understand that road = death. But we get a number of 911 calls from passing motorists when they come out to forage. Yesterday, the 911 Center got a call reporting "tiny cows" on the side of the road. Tiny cows. Folks, I don't care where you're from, if you can't tell the difference between a feral hog and a cow...
That's about it for this episode. Y'all be safe out there.
It all depends on what you look like and what you drive. If you're missing a tooth or two and you're driving a 97 Camry you're screwed. If you're well dressed and driving an expensive car, you're screwed. I think cops pigeon hole people into 2 categories, no money and probably guilty of something or plenty of money lets rape his ass.
I've only been asked about guns once and yes I did have one and it was loaded, cop was cool about it even though there wasn't such a thing as CC then. I've never been asked about drugs but I'm a white guy.
Last time I was pulled over it was buy a 20something Barney and he decided to lecture me. I told him to shut it and write the ticket.
