I just have to put in my 2 cents about officers.
Once, when I was 17, I was out in my 1970 charger. I had an electrical problem, and my fuse box had sort of melt down. It was dark outside, about 9:00pm. I have always been a gearhead, so I pulled over, and did what I could at the side of the road. The only thing I couldnt fix there on the spot were my tail lights and my instrument lights. However, my hazard flashers worked front and back, so I figured Id nurse it home with the hazards on, about 10 miles. The headlights worked afterall. I took it a bit slower than I needed to, I couldnt see the speedo anyway, so I was being cautious.
Then it happened. I got pulled over by some jerk in Anne Arundel county. He was acting like an irate parent right off the bat. He asked me what I was doing driving with my hazards on. I told him that I had an electrical problem and that my tail lights wouldnt work, so I was going to "get it home" by using the flashers. (Better than no lights back there, right?) In any case, he proceeded to lecture me about what a horrible car I had (I think he was jealous-it was a beauty) and then he told me i had to pull into a Dennys, and call my parents to pick me up. He told me Id better not leave, and that he was going to check on me every few minutes to make sure. I did try to call my Mom, but she was out. It was Friday night, and she was not gonna be home any time soon! So, after I faked talking to my mom, he drove off. I sat on the hood of the car, and sure enough, every 4 minutes or so He'd drive by and glare at me. this kept up for about 45 minutes.
Then, about 10 minutes passed and he didnt show up. So, I hopped in, and TORE ASS up the road, not being cautious this time, I hit the beltway and FLEW home. NEver heard anything else about it. THe thing to do was to have written me an inspection ticket, but he didnt even do that. He just felt like being a jerk. He was yelling the entire time. He didnt even take my information down. Just a 15 minute lecture about how bad my car was, and how it was unsafe, and I shouldnt drive it at all. No matter that I explained it had just happened, hell you could still smell the burnt wires.
THen you get the guys who follow you for 5 miles before pulling you over because your car looks like trouble. I get a sick feeling when they get behind me. YOu can tell when their up on your bumber that they've made their mind up to see if they can find a reason to pull you over and get you. Once, I pulled right into a shopping center not 10 seconds after one got up on me, and I got right out and glared at him. He drove around my car in the lot and then left. Right there it was. He had no reason to be after me other than my car has racing stripes on it, and mag wheels. He obviously had no busines at the shopping center, because he left. Ill admit, my car looks like it belongs to a delinquent, but I live 3 miles away from work, and thats all I use it for. (never have this problem in the family mini van, even though I drive that many more miles a week)
Once, I got pulled over in my little car, and the Officer seemed genuinley disappointed that he couldnt find any other thing to give me than a warning about my front tag coming loose. I mean he grilled me about EVERYTHING in my life! SUre enough I had every document he asked for, and everything checked out, He wasted 30 minutes of my time trying to "check out my information"
This one is funny, I dont blame the officer for his reaction:
Once, I was driving my Brothers car home from pennsylvania. I left my car up there for him to work on, and it was late. My bros car had bad tags on it, and I got pulled over for a head light. I explained that this was not my car, and I opened the glove box to try to find the papers, and there was all these shotgun shells in the glove box. (My brother is an avid hunter. ) The officer freaked out,and yanked me out of the car. He cuffed me and stood me up against the car, and proceeded to search the car. He found an unmarked bottle of pills under the seat! Im thinking now Im gonna go to jail for my brothers drugs or something. Well, the officer called in about the pills,and turns out they were an antibiotic. (YOu know most pills have code letters on them) and so he let me go after that. He never even picked up on the fact that the car had a bad registration! Simply gave me an inspection ticket for the light. When I told my Bro I got pulled over, he freaked, but after I told him about getting cuffed for his bullets, and the bottle of pills, and how the officer didnt even run the tags, he was rolling. He had borrowed some erythromycin from a friend because his throat was hurting, and he couldnt afford to see a doctor.
Having said all that, I know most officers are terrific, and that I have the utmost respect for the job they do. (many of my inlaws are officers)
Its like any other segment of society, you have your good ones, and you have your bad ones, and the bad ones give all of them a poor image.