Originally Posted by B. Carfree

Many years ago, I was coming home from a company gathering in another part of the state. I was driving a beat-up old pick-up and had a decidedly furry look, since it was winter and the fur keeps me warm while riding. As I passed through a notorious methamphetamine production/distribution community (Mapleton, OR), a state trooper pulled the fastest U-turn I have ever seen to get behind me. Two miles later he pulled me over. He initially told me he pulled me over because my bumper was partially obscuring my registration sticker (true enough, depending on one's definition of partial). After we chatted for a few minutes, he told me he really pulled me over because the vehicle I was driving was stereotypical of the local tweakers and he wanted to look for drugs. (By this time he had realized he was talking to a T-totaler.)

In my opinion, it's all good. I actually want my troopers to do lots of traffic stops. Being pulled over, even for slightly dubious causes, is the price of admission to motorized transportation.