sv_libertarian
State Researcher
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Lesse, I've been trying to calm down for about two hours now...
Did the one mile walk from the marina to downtown, OCing my P-89 and wearing slacks and a fleece jacket from work.
Went into a local store to get tea, covered up before going in, because of my no OC at places I work at policy.
Got tea, and was leaving store when I saw a cop enter and circle the parking lot. Was standing at intersection waiting for light. My jacket was zipped up and I was OCing again.
Then it went downhill...
Officer O'Neil told me to come up to his car. I had my drink in my strong hand, and kept my other hand very visible. He tells me his partner is behind me with his weapon drawn.
I get told that they have had "several" calls about me. Tells me I need to get a CPL and use it. I tell him I have one, but it does not obligate me to conceal. Ask him if he has seen the training directive from Lt. Wilson. O'Neil admits he has, but blows it off, telling me that if people are alarmed at seeing me OC then I am violating their constitutional rights and that trumps my RKBA...
I take a deep breath for a second. Staying calm the whole time, I remind him that mere OC is not sufficient to warrant alarm, blah blah blah. We know the drill.
O'Neil gives me the choice to cover up or he will take my weapon. I was tempted for a minute to make it difficult for him (After all I could use the money from the lawsuit so to put it in my backpack. I told them to go ahead and put it in my backpack (my other handgun is out of service until I get a new rear sight blade and sight it back in so really didn't want to lose this one)
Officer Schaeffer (of previously putting my weapon in my backpack fame) took my gun, removed the magazine, emptied the magazine, cleared the chamber, and emptied my spare mag, and (with my permission) put it all in my backpack. When I turned around and saw Schaeffer, I just smiled and said "Hello. Again." He was quick to tell me that they weren't searching my backpack. There was a third officer, with heavy tattoos on his arms standing there as well.
O'Neil refused to tell me which officer had drawn a weapon on me, telling me this was "his stop" or words to that effect. He also refused to provide business cards (I confirmed, they are not REQUIRED to do so) or to write down the officer's names and badge numbers for me.
O'Neil's tone was hostile and angry the whole time. He kept telling me how they weren't violating my RKBA arms BUT... this IS Olympia after all, yadda, yadda, yadda.
It was all I could do not to look him square in the face and tell him "Bad Cop. No donut. Bad Cop! Bad, bad Cop!" I really f-ing wanted to. I'm still shaken by this...
Anyway, I made a beeline for the OPD headquarters, and was able to reach Lt. Wilson. He immediatly told me that a lecture on the evils of OC was improper. I recounted the event to him, and he will be looking into this again. I won't go into detail right now, but he was in total agreement that this was a screwed up stop, and in no way attempted to discourage me from OCing.
Anyway, a solution to this problem was suggested, but I don't know if it is proper to discuss it in the open right now.
I'm tired and pissed right now, but still believe that even if some of the lower ranks are hostile to OC, that those in charge still seem to know what is what.
Anyway, as this unfolds I'll post more. I'm really tired right now, and will be back online tomorow.
Lesse, I've been trying to calm down for about two hours now...
Did the one mile walk from the marina to downtown, OCing my P-89 and wearing slacks and a fleece jacket from work.
Went into a local store to get tea, covered up before going in, because of my no OC at places I work at policy.
Got tea, and was leaving store when I saw a cop enter and circle the parking lot. Was standing at intersection waiting for light. My jacket was zipped up and I was OCing again.
Then it went downhill...
Officer O'Neil told me to come up to his car. I had my drink in my strong hand, and kept my other hand very visible. He tells me his partner is behind me with his weapon drawn.
I get told that they have had "several" calls about me. Tells me I need to get a CPL and use it. I tell him I have one, but it does not obligate me to conceal. Ask him if he has seen the training directive from Lt. Wilson. O'Neil admits he has, but blows it off, telling me that if people are alarmed at seeing me OC then I am violating their constitutional rights and that trumps my RKBA...
I take a deep breath for a second. Staying calm the whole time, I remind him that mere OC is not sufficient to warrant alarm, blah blah blah. We know the drill.
O'Neil gives me the choice to cover up or he will take my weapon. I was tempted for a minute to make it difficult for him (After all I could use the money from the lawsuit so to put it in my backpack. I told them to go ahead and put it in my backpack (my other handgun is out of service until I get a new rear sight blade and sight it back in so really didn't want to lose this one)
Officer Schaeffer (of previously putting my weapon in my backpack fame) took my gun, removed the magazine, emptied the magazine, cleared the chamber, and emptied my spare mag, and (with my permission) put it all in my backpack. When I turned around and saw Schaeffer, I just smiled and said "Hello. Again." He was quick to tell me that they weren't searching my backpack. There was a third officer, with heavy tattoos on his arms standing there as well.
O'Neil refused to tell me which officer had drawn a weapon on me, telling me this was "his stop" or words to that effect. He also refused to provide business cards (I confirmed, they are not REQUIRED to do so) or to write down the officer's names and badge numbers for me.
O'Neil's tone was hostile and angry the whole time. He kept telling me how they weren't violating my RKBA arms BUT... this IS Olympia after all, yadda, yadda, yadda.
It was all I could do not to look him square in the face and tell him "Bad Cop. No donut. Bad Cop! Bad, bad Cop!" I really f-ing wanted to. I'm still shaken by this...
Anyway, I made a beeline for the OPD headquarters, and was able to reach Lt. Wilson. He immediatly told me that a lecture on the evils of OC was improper. I recounted the event to him, and he will be looking into this again. I won't go into detail right now, but he was in total agreement that this was a screwed up stop, and in no way attempted to discourage me from OCing.
Anyway, a solution to this problem was suggested, but I don't know if it is proper to discuss it in the open right now.
I'm tired and pissed right now, but still believe that even if some of the lower ranks are hostile to OC, that those in charge still seem to know what is what.
Anyway, as this unfolds I'll post more. I'm really tired right now, and will be back online tomorow.