Here in the great State of Washington, I’m almost certain that our Supreme Court has disallowed random checkpoints. At least in the 45 years I’ve lived here I have never heard of the state running one. (Except in one instance which I’ll get into in a moment.)
There is a kerfuflle going on right now about the U.S. Border Patrol setting up checkpoints at other locations than a border crossing, to check for illegals. (Or, as they’re now referred to, “Undocumented Democrats” :D) And in this case at least one sherriff’s department has notified all concerned that they willl not assist the Border Patrol in any way in these operations. In my own case, I think if I were stopped in one of these operations and asked for identification I would tell them that I did live in Nazi Germany once, but moved our because I didn’t like it, and if they want to arrest me go ahead. No need to mention that I was four years old at the time.
Anyway, about the checkpoint mentioned earlier. Back in the antedeluvian days of 1967 or so, the State of Washington issued all new vehicle licenses once a year only, requiring them to be displayed on January 1st of each year. This, as you might expect, caused a huge run on the DOT offices towards the end of each December.
At that time I was working for Boeing on the SST (I have lived, I tell you!) and was in a car pool that parked in one of the big Boeing parking lots surrounding the Boeing Development Center in South Seattle.
The first work day of the new year the State Patrol decided that it would be a splendid idea to have a couple of patrolmen standing at the entrances to the lots, checking to see that all had their new licenses. Well, as traffic was always creeping bumper to bumper at these lot entrances, this instantly caused a mile long backup, delaying arrival at work by almost a half hour, so everyone was late that day.
Everyone was pretty pissed about this, so (and I admit, I was one of the instigators of this), almost everybody involved in this immediately called the State Patrol to complain bitterly. I guess their lines were pretty well tied up that morning - the lady I finally got thru to sounded very harrassed. And the Patrol never did anything like that ever again.
One of the few times in my life that I’ve been able to strike a blow for Liberty.