My one negative encounter.
I have been stopped by the police many, many times. Twice before I was even licensed to drive. By "many, many" I mean probably more than thirty. Including twice in Puerto Rico, never did pay those tickets, and once in Japan (I was on foot and they couldn't catch me). At this time, let me define 'stopped', as an interaction with a police officer that was initiated by the officer. Either for my behavior, or the behavior of those I was with. Only One of those was actually negative, and I was partly at fault for that. This was probably around police interaction number 26 or so.
While walking with my friend to a party store for smokes, probably around 2200 or so, a marked car goes by, slowed down, then stopped for a second. It then made a u-turn and pulled up on us. As they were slowing down to stop my friend and I both jokingly asked each other "what'd you do now?"
There was 2 cops inside, windows down, they asked us to stop. We stood there for a few seconds, when the driver cop leaned forward, looked at me and asked "what was your name again?". Now, allow me to preface this digression with some history.
We lived just outside a Gang Injunction area, and my neighborhood would not be described as a good one. It was called the "Blue Ghetto" and I lived there with my family for over ten years. The police were in there all the time, so much so, that I had come to know many officers in our department by name. These two officers, I did not recognize. Back in 'those' days, I was what some people called abrasive or aggressive (read asshole). I did not like B.S. and had a quick reaction to stupidity.
I had never met either of these two officers before, so being asked for my name "again", I found very insulting, and thought I smelled B.S. I said, "I'm sorry, we've never met". I stood up, and Ryan and I began to continue our walk to the party store. We got about three steps when I heard "Driver Officer" slam it in park and his door opens. We stopped walking. He says "what Is your name?". I tell him "Bruce". He asked for my last name. "Willis", I lied. (For those who do not know me, I do not use my name on the Internet if i can help it (Sorry Bruce, love your movies) . I avoid use of all actual proper names to protect the innocent / guilty. Hence, "Ryan's" real name is not Ryan.
Driver officer smelled my B.S., and asked for my ID. I said something to the effect of I did not believe I needed to provide it for walking down the street. And asked "why do you need to see my ID?" He steps toward me and said I fit the description of somebody they are looking for.
Ok, another digression. My appearance; I have on a fedora style top hat, think Slash or Clint Eastwood, an OD Green military Trench coat (WWII era), H&H Harness Boots, and beautiful long Grey hair that I could tuck into my belt line. Yes, the hair was real, and I still have everything except the hair.
Now, I know I smell B.S. But I, (we) also come to understand that this officer is getting tired of my playing around. I inform him my wallet is in my back pants pocket, and could i get it for him? He says yes, "but turn and face that way", which I do. He reads my name, and asks if I know that "lying to the police is against the law, and punishable by, . . ?" I said yes, and asked if the "search" they are conducting will be in the police blotter in the morning? I could feel him staring at the back of my head and wishing he could smack me like I deserved.
He asks Ryan for his name, Ryan tells him. Ryan's smart.
He says, "here" handing my my ID. I turn around, slowly. Look over at Ryan, look to the cop. Look over at Ryan, look back at the cop again. He's staring at me the whole time. Silence is a tool.
He simply turned around, got in, and drove off without another word.
Now, were they truly looking for someone fitting my description? I highly doubt it. Was there an entry in the blotter? I never checked, but I doubt that too. Passenger officer never said as much as a word. Was this a training exercise? Maybe.
Did I need to be a jackass? No, but I was.
Chances are great, that if I had simply answered his question the first time, they would have went on their way and left us alone. We had done nothing to gain attention ( or against the law).
Anyway,
God Bless
J.