[LostInBayport]

I know this is a heartwarming story but if the police stopped me without good cause or intent, I’d be livid, no matter what.

I know, I know. I’m being a party-pooper to an emotional display of good will. Along with the good will of this story is the feeling I get of nails across a chalkboard.

Well, I'm joining you in the wet blanket club. Seeing those blue lights behind me would not fill me with Christmas cheer but instead thoughts of "My registration is in the glove box; will he shoot me if I go reaching in there for it now? Should I wait until he asks and then tell him where it is and ask if I should retrieve it for him?"

What's next, they show up at your house? "Can we come in? We brought presents..."

[bobby.223]

Dittos to your thoughts. Don’t worry though, the wuss libs will be along shortly to let us know how wrong we are.

[Ezekiel]

Seeing those blue lights behind me would not fill me with Christmas cheer but instead thoughts of "My registration is in the glove box; will he shoot me if I go reaching in there for it now?

I trust noone who pulls this kind of head fake. It's like something serial abusers would do... first jack with their victims emotionally, then lift their spirits and "love" them. It's an abuse and manipulation of power. Paving the road to hell they are.

What's next, they show up at your house? "Can we come in? We brought presents..."

Exactly. There are some people in life from whom gifts should never be accepted. They feign generosity and goodness of their hearts while compiling their lists of those who then "owe" them.

[Don W]