I don't know. I am on here defending cops a lot, I think apples liked every one of my posts in the threads on here on Ferguson and criminals being, generally speaking, in the wrong.
That said, I can't stand my local PD. In my experience, they are a bunch of complete asshats. The DUI culture has done this to a lot of police forces, and that is where a lot of the issues lie. Ill tell my latest story. I go out late, often. I never drink and drive. For context, I have 0 points, no record and drive a luxury car (so no red flags on that front). At least twice a year some asshat follows me all the way home from town, waiting for me to screw up, and then when I don't do anything wrong, pulls me over in front of my house because he realizes I am about to "get away" when I pull into my driveway. Always the same thing. "You swerved back there, have you been drinking?"
I have a recent story if anyone is interested:
I walk out of bar after a Yankees game at about midnight on a Wednesday. I see the cop standing on the sidewalk as I walk to my car in the parking lot. As I pull out of the lot, I see the cop get into his car. In the rear view mirror, I see the car start to follow me, without headlights. I think to myself "Is this guy kidding me?"
In the town I go out in, you have to go around a few blocks to get out of town going the direction of my house. I watch as this guy follows me, headlights off, each time stopping at the corner, and waiting until I get to the next corner before pulling up. At each red light, he's just sort of creeping up about 50 yards behind me. I am watching this at every light, amazed. Does this idiot think I don't see him?! Finally, at the last light on the way out of town, he turns on the headlights, and pulls right up behind me. I figure he had given up when he didn't catch me doing anything wrong.
Nope. Follows me 3 more miles all the way into my town, and right before I hit the main drag in my town pulls me over. I say "Why did you pull me over?" He says "you swerved over the double yellow line, and because I started to pull you over in my jurisdiction, I am allowed to pull you over here." (no joke, he actually said that, ignoring that we are now about 3 miles into the neighboring town) I say "I don't believe I swerved. I was being extra careful about my driving, because I saw you follow me out of the parking lot, and I knew you were behind me." In predictable fashion, he moves to "you seem nervous." I reply, "I am nervous because I didn't know why you followed me all the way home."
He sticks to the playbook, ignoring that I just called out his bullshit. "Have you been drinking." I say no, he says would you mind doing a test. Now I have the dilemma that makes me hate these assholes. I have 2 choices. I can be rude, decline field sobriety and call his bluff to see if he wants to radio for a breathalyzer. Regardless of what he does, I can then ask for his badge number, and report him for making an illegal stop on someone who was dead sober. But of course that is not a real option, because I live here. This guy is going to see me again, probably lots of times, driving through town, late at night. So my only real option is to swallow my pride and let him continue violating my rights with his illegal stop based on fabricated probable cause. So I wind up having to say the alphabet backwards. When I get done, he has the nerve to say "good job, we appreciate you not drinking and driving. Have a nice evening."
I almost lost it and told him to go F himself. Followed me for no reason, made up a reason to pull me over to see if I had been drinking, made me nervous as hell, has the nerve to put me through his alphabet tricks, and then has the audacity to say "good job." Good job? F you good job. Absolutely ruined my night. And it happens all the time. And if I had been drinking, I am screwed, never mind the fact that the stop was completely illegal because he didn't have probable cause. He will go into court, and lie and say I swerved, and no one will believe me. I HATE that. Those aren't the rules of the game. The rules are that if I don't screw up, you don't get to pull me over. That's it. Not if I don't screw up, you lie about it and stick your fat beak in my car to see if I am doing anything wrong anyway.