I have now received the fifth ticket of my life. Let me tell y’all about them. All but one were bogus.
First ticket- I was driving up Harbor Blvd., in Anaheim, CA. Probably 17, just got my driver’s license. Was in a little bit of a hurry, I do admit, but didn’t break any traffic laws. I had to go home for more change to finish my laundry at the laundromat, and was in a rush to get back to the place, the place was filled with low-types and I was afraid my clothes would go missing. I didn’t break the speed limit, signaled every turn and was pulled over. The cop said “I ought to kick your ass”. He followed me for three miles and cited me for every little thing that he could think of. It almost made me lose my driving privileges. When I got back to the laundry, sure enough, my clothes were stolen. Cost me a fortune for the ticket, and I was wearing and hand washing the same outfit for weeks until I could build up a basic wardrobe again. Thanks, pig!
Second ticket- I drove from LA to Seattle, to attend the Ring Cycle. On my way up the 5 freeway, south of the city, I noticed a speed trap that they were running between two hills, and made a note to be careful through the area. On the way back south, I was careful to obey the 55 limit. I was pulled over anyway. Stinking cop told me “You were doing 56.” I totally dressed him down, and have never paid the ticket. All the other motorists in the trap had out of state plates. I taped it to my side window and got a lot of thumbs up from motorists as I headed back to the Oregon border.
Third ticket- I was driving delivery in my personal vehicle in Irvine, CA. Pulled over by an Irvine cop. “Officer, why did you pull me over?” “You have a dirty car, and a lot of those are stolen.” “WTF?” “Well, when people steal cars, they often drive a long distance, so they can get away with it, so I was concerned that you were driving a stolen car.” “Here is my license and registration in my name, am I free to go?” “No, I saw you run a red light, so I am writing you a ticket.” The last intersection was several miles back, and it was a STOP SIGN. After that, I noticed in my delivery duties, that every car I saw pulled over in Irvine was old or dirty.
Fourth ticket- I was driving down the 605 freeway in Orange County, obeying the speed limit. CHP pulls in behind me and puts on the red light. “Why did you pull me over?” In his best "We have a failure to communicate redneck drawl, he informed me, “You were driving the speed limit, and people that drive the speed limit are usually hauling drugs.” He didn’t search my car, but wrote me a ticket for “unsafe lane change”. I had been in the same lane for miles, and signaled to change lanes when he pulled me over.
Fifth ticket, for the first time, I was actually guilty as charged, I was pulled over here in Burbank for a seatbelt violation. Which I would never had gotten if I had just driven as heedlessly as a lot of the folks around here. I actually made a full stop before making a right turn on red, yielding to pedestrians. The copper was making a left from the opposite direction and motioned me over. I am quite sure, if I had run the intersection, I never would have been popped.
My neighbor was just pulled over the other day. He drives an older car that doesn’t look like much, but is totally street legal. The copper conducted a big fishing expedition, finding nothing. Neighbor asks him, “why did you pull me over?” Piggie says, “you have a brake light out, get it fixed.” Didn’t write him a ticket, and guess what? Brake light was fine. Of course that is a great excuse. Motorist can’t really verify the claim during the stop, and later it is your word against the cop’s.
All this is aside from the fact that the PD here tried to coerce a murder confession out of my friend, and never lifted a finger to find the real killer of his WIFE.
Fuck the police. I used to respect them. Now I know they are nothing but a publicly sanctioned extortionistic gang of thugs.