dculberson wrote:
revrico wrote:
In reply to nderwater:
Hey, i (involuntarily)donated 10 grand to that cause back in 2013, while waiting on a tow truck in northern california.
Curious to hear about that ... you never got it back? What happened?
I was in the corridor, 101 south from Humboldt to Novato, which is bad enough, because of all the pot that gets moved through there. But it was mid July, well before harvest time, and well before the feds do their stop and search every single car routine.
Anyway, driving down 101, heading specifically to Walnut Creek to buy silver, and my transmission decided that at 75mph, it wanted to explode all over the highway. So I pulled off, called AAA and waited.
20 minutes go by and a CHP car with two officers pulled up. "How are you, what happened, why are you stopped here, where you going where you coming from" typical things. Tell them I'm on my way to the fishing superstore a few exits past Santa Rosa and my tranny took a E36 M3, so I'm waiting for triple a. Apparently that was a trigger to them. Ask to search my vehicle. "Why?" At that point, officer dickbag puts me on the ground and draws on me, while his partner officer sticky fingers starts searching the truck.
I'm not stupid, I'd heard hundreds of horror stories about this long before I moved to Cali, and many many more once I was there. My money was vacuum sealed in where the Jack goes, on a 99 Tahoe, that looks just like a regular interior body panel. They found a rolling paper in the ash tray, not a joint, not a roach, just a crumpled paper and started acting like I was el Chapo himself. At this point, I expected to die on the side of the high way.
finding the paper intensified sticky fingers search, and lead to him finding my money. "What's this?" My money "I think this is drug money, officer dickbag, do you agree? You have any proof of where this money came from, why do you have it, why is it hidden" I told you, I'm going to the fishing store, this is a down payment on a boat. "Well I think this is drug money, so we're going to have to take this into evidence" at this point, I started to stand up and heard the very familiar sound of a hammer being cocked, so I stayed on the ground.
Sticky fingers finished searching the Tahoe(finding nothing else), then picks me up and slams me against it, starts making demands. "Who do you work for, where's the weed, why would anyone have money etcetc" berkeley yourself I want a lawyer you're stealing from me may not have been the most appropriate response at this time, but it's what came out.
They both laughed, and said if I wanted my money back, I would need to get a lawyer and proof of how I earned the money ( I looked into this before it happened, average cost is 35k in legal fees and over a year to maybe get the money back).OR admit to being a drug dealer, be charged with conspiracy and a bunch of other bullE36 M3, and fight a court case. More obscenities went back and forth, then once sticky fingers secured the money in their vehicle, officer dick bag finally put the gun down and headed back to the car. They said thanks, I said "I hope you get inoperable genital cancer" and they left. Not two minutes after they leave, the flat bed showed up. If they aren't working together, it was one Hell of a coincidence.
No ticket, threats of charges but no charges, and when my lawyer did call, the dash cam was inoperable in the car, no video evidence. And no record of anything being checked in on the day in question.
I always thought this was caused by racism and profiling. Never expected as a big white boy I'd have problems like this, because being a big white boy usually keeps me out of these situations. I look more biker than hippy, and being a big hells angels area, that probably was what hurt me looking back on it
Once the truck was fixed, I purchased a proper bullet proof vest. I've not needed to use it, but now I won't even go look at a car worth more than a grand without it.
Foxtrapper: illegal searches are fun. That's what makes them illegal, I know my local (pa)state and jurisdictional cops have used reasons such as your stereo is to loud or you didn't look like you were wearing a seat belt to search vehicles.They refer to implied consent of having a license and usually some garbage about a public roadway makes it public property. The problems come fighting the search in court, it puts a huge target on every vehicle you own.
A friend of a friend named Old Mike(cause he's in his 50s and we aren't) ran into much bigger problems in Nevada. Served 30 days and lost 30 pounds in the process because Nevada highway patrol thought the bug killer he had was pcp. Avid is a grey area bug killer for fighting spider mites on pot plants. Being grey area, it isn't sold in fancy labeled containers, the grow stores put it in a baby food jar or mason jar. It's not illegal, but not entirely legal either, some regulatory crap. Well, Nevada hp found it, and really dragged their feet with testing it because they can never be wrong. He eventually got the charges dropped but they had sold his vehicle before he was released, effectively stranding him in Reno until his wife was able to get out and get him. We all told him to sue, even offered to pitch in for a lawyer, but he didn't want to have to go back to Nevada, well, ever.