Interesting. Wonder if this decision will be appealed to the Supreme court.
Good to know... I bet it'll go over real well on the side of the road on a Saturday night when you (as a passenger) refuse to present your ID to a "requesting" or "demanding" officer. They LOVE being questioned and someone quoting case law to them. lol
Don't tell me... Was this in California? Sounds like it...
Scary to recognize that people are so fearful of the police that questioning them will endanger them somehow. Just shows that no matter what your civil rights are people are fearful of exercising them.
Probably 20 years ago, I was driving back from a visit down Dibble way. It was Saturday evening, still light, summertime.
My wife had been imbibing in adult beverages, and was snoozing in the passenger seat of the little hatchback I was driving. I was (and still am) completely sober.
I was pulled over by a Blanchard cop. Apparently a drunk driver check station.
He asked for papers, which I supplied.
He asked where I had come from, I pointed my thumb over my shoulder and said "Back that way." He looked like I had slapped him, and repeated the question.
I repeated the answer.
He asked me where I was going, I pointed forward, saying "That way."
Now he's pissed. He can plainly see a cooler in the back of the hatchback, and also plainly see I've not been drinking. My papers are in order, he has no reason to detain me.
"What's in the cooler?", he asked.
"Nothing that concerns you, officer" I reply ( the cooler was empty, not that it mattered).
His face is turning red. He walks around the vehicle.
"Do you mind if I search the vehicle?" He asked
Yes I do mind, I refuse permission.
He says he's going to call in a drug dog to sniff outside the car.
I tell him to call in his Supervisor at the same time.
He goes back to the squad car, talks on the radio for awhile.
It's been 20 minutes. He still has my license. I have been polite, but I'm not giving an inch.
He comes back.
I ask if I'm under arrest, am I free to go, may I have my license and papers back ?
He repeats the threat about calling a drug dog.
I repeat the request for a Super.
He all but snarls at me, shoves the paperwork in the window, tells me to beat it.
Screw ''em.
A policeman flags down a driver. After pulling him over, the policeman approached the driver’s door.
“Is there a problem, Officer?”
The policeman says, “Sir, you were speeding. Can I see your license please?”
The driver responds, “I’d give it to you but I don’t have one.”
“You don’t have one?”
The man responds, “I lost it four times for drink driving.”
The policeman is shocked. “I see. Can I see your vehicle registration papers please?”
“I’m sorry, I can’t do that.”
The policeman says, “Why not?”
“I stole this car.”
The officer says, “Stole it?”
The man says, “Yes, and I killed the owner.
At this point the officer is getting irate. “You what?”
“She’s in the trunk if you want to see.”
The Officer looks at the man and slowly backs away to his car and calls for back up. Within minutes, five police cars show up, surrounding the car. A senior officer slowly approaches the car, clasping his half-drawn gun.
The senior officer says, “Sir, could you step out of your vehicle please!”
The man steps out of his vehicle. “Is there a problem, sir?”
“One of my officers told me that you have stolen this car and murdered the owner.”
“Murdered the owner?”
The officer responds, “Yes, could you please open the trunk of your car please?”
The man opens the trunk, revealing nothing but an empty trunk.
The officer says, “Is this your car sir?”
The man says, “Yes” and hands over the registration papers.
The officer, understandably, is quite stunned. “One of my officers claims that you do not have a driving license.”
The man digs in his pocket revealing a wallet and hands it to the officer. The officer opens the wallet and examines the license. He looks quite puzzled. “Thank you, sir. One of my officers told me you didn’t have a license, stole this car, and murdered the owner.”
The man replies, “I bet you the lying bastard told you I was speeding, too!”
“Is there a problem, Officer?”
The policeman says, “Sir, you were speeding. Can I see your license please?”
The driver responds, “I’d give it to you but I don’t have one.”
“You don’t have one?”
The man responds, “I lost it four times for drink driving.”
The policeman is shocked. “I see. Can I see your vehicle registration papers please?”
“I’m sorry, I can’t do that.”
The policeman says, “Why not?”
“I stole this car.”
The officer says, “Stole it?”
The man says, “Yes, and I killed the owner.
At this point the officer is getting irate. “You what?”
“She’s in the trunk if you want to see.”
The Officer looks at the man and slowly backs away to his car and calls for back up. Within minutes, five police cars show up, surrounding the car. A senior officer slowly approaches the car, clasping his half-drawn gun.
The senior officer says, “Sir, could you step out of your vehicle please!”
The man steps out of his vehicle. “Is there a problem, sir?”
“One of my officers told me that you have stolen this car and murdered the owner.”
“Murdered the owner?”
The officer responds, “Yes, could you please open the trunk of your car please?”
The man opens the trunk, revealing nothing but an empty trunk.
The officer says, “Is this your car sir?”
The man says, “Yes” and hands over the registration papers.
The officer, understandably, is quite stunned. “One of my officers claims that you do not have a driving license.”
The man digs in his pocket revealing a wallet and hands it to the officer. The officer opens the wallet and examines the license. He looks quite puzzled. “Thank you, sir. One of my officers told me you didn’t have a license, stole this car, and murdered the owner.”
The man replies, “I bet you the lying bastard told you I was speeding, too!”
That’s an oldie but a goodie
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