I’ve heard this is often a tactic of theirs, especially if they’re being recorded by a body cam or such. Just simply declaring loudly that they smell alcohol or suspect drugs sets it on the record so now it’s your word against the cop’s. If it ever ends up as evidence or in courts, it now appears as if there was probable cause for everything that follows and it’s only your word to say the record straight (good luck!)
I got into an argument with my girlfriend when I was going to University. I jumped on my bike to blow off some steam / just get some space with quiet. I’m riding down the residential street I lived on in a shitty party of town, and the fucking police helicopter lit me up for a good block and a half. That was about 30 years ago. I can’t imagine things have gotten better.
It was a pretty shitty neighborhood in southern California. Police helicopters flew around every night. Still wasn’t cool being lit up when I was just trying to get a little time to myself.
It’s happened a few times to me, most of the time it’s just awkward for me and the cop and they just politely ask me to go home.
One time they tried to gaslight me into thinking I was on drugs, didn’t really work because I think I’d remember if I did a bunch of crack.
Sounds like what a crack head would say
I’ve heard this is often a tactic of theirs, especially if they’re being recorded by a body cam or such. Just simply declaring loudly that they smell alcohol or suspect drugs sets it on the record so now it’s your word against the cop’s. If it ever ends up as evidence or in courts, it now appears as if there was probable cause for everything that follows and it’s only your word to say the record straight (good luck!)
The other flavor of “Stop resisting!” when your arms are pinned and their knee is on your throat so their partner can keep kicking you in the ribs.
I got into an argument with my girlfriend when I was going to University. I jumped on my bike to blow off some steam / just get some space with quiet. I’m riding down the residential street I lived on in a shitty party of town, and the fucking police helicopter lit me up for a good block and a half. That was about 30 years ago. I can’t imagine things have gotten better.
They sent a god damn helicopter on your ass?
It was a pretty shitty neighborhood in southern California. Police helicopters flew around every night. Still wasn’t cool being lit up when I was just trying to get a little time to myself.
Ah the Ghetto Bird