Tell Officer of CCP when pulled over when NOT carrying?


Some nights, I lay in bed having nightmares about the Mall War. I'll bite the inside of my mouth to make sure I'm not back there, crawling over the bodies of friend and foe to make my way to the jeep mounted gun so that I may annihilate my enemies with a heavy stream of concentrated, automatic fire. Reducing living, breathing meat and bone into wet, red mist.
 

Some nights, I lay in bed having nightmares about the Mall War. I'll bite the inside of my mouth to make sure I'm not back there, crawling over the bodies of friend and foe to make my way to the jeep mounted gun so that I may annihilate my enemies with a heavy stream of concentrated, automatic fire. Reducing living, breathing meat and bone into wet, red mist.

I can't wait for the movie!
 
I used to debate this topic all over the Internet and I don't think I ever changed a single person's mind.

What generally happens is someone has a run in with a bad cop and decides they'll never make that mistake again.

I was pulled over by a State Trooper who went off on me because I didn't inform him(no legal requirement)I was armed. A few months later I read in the paper that he murdered his wife and killed himself in a domestic violence incident. You have no way of knowing what kind of person the cop you're interacting with is.

I really don't care if it makes the cop's life easier or that it makes him more comfortable that I automatically inform him I'm armed. It's in my best interests to maintain my boundaries and assert my Rights.

Consequently I never

Volunteer information
Answer any question I'm not legally required to answer
Consent to a search.
 
Some nights, I lay in bed having nightmares about the Mall War. I'll bite the inside of my mouth to make sure I'm not back there, crawling over the bodies of friend and foe to make my way to the jeep mounted gun so that I may annihilate my enemies with a heavy stream of concentrated, automatic fire. Reducing living, breathing meat and bone into wet, red mist.


Gecko45 said:
that is a very difficult decision to make. I was faced with the same situation years ago–I was working for a smaller security organization, me were regularily rotated between 4 stations. A local Food City supermarket was designated Sector Alpha-Niner, the Jiffy Lube was Bravo-Lima-Fiver, the local $1 movie theater was Golf-16 and finally, the most coveted assignment, the local mall or Zebra-1.Back then, before the corporate sponsorship, our gear was severely limited due to out of pocket expenses. I was armed with a Glock17 (one of the first into the country, given to me by Gaston Glock personally in honor of my former black-ops experiences) and a Rem870P 14" bbl folder loaded with 000 magnums.On this particular fateful day my team was assigned to patrol Sector Zebra-1, the mall. It was an uneventful day, until the unthinkable happened…It was about 8:45PM, and the mall was closing and nearly empty. Me and my ’shadow’ were sweeping quadrant 069E, the mall arcade, a known hotspot for Asian Gangs and assorted thugs. The arcade was located at the far east end of the mall, next to the movie theater and the orange julius.I smelled trouble, and couldn’t spot any movement from the arcade, which was unusual due to the presence of a new Mortal Compact arcade game. Those Asians Gangs love Mortal Combat.I went to “condition red,” and discretely unholstered my Glock17 loaded with Black Talons. I motioned to my partner to sweep right to flank the arcade, but he was already in motion sensing the trouble in my facial expression. My partner drew his S&W 1006 and went prone behind a potted palm tree.I crept towards the arcade, when the power went out. It was an ambush! I could still see relatively well due to the full moon, shining through the building’s skylights, and years in a dark secret Russian prison center had honed my natural night vision to that of a tomcat.A perp popped up from behind the Orange Julius counter with a full auto Kalashnikov with a 75rd drum, and opened up in the direction of my partner, meanwhile two perps popped up from behind the skeeball machine with sawed off 12 gauges. Another two perps appeared on the upper level and brought down hell-fire on us from above. One had a Winchester Model 70 in .30-06 with a 10x scope and the other was laying down suppressive fire with a Mac10 variant. The perps were all sporting cheap russian NVGs.I dove under a metal bench, and lined my sights on the AK bandit. A double-tap to the chest, and a quick follow-up to the head brought him down like a sack of potatos. My partner had been hit in the leg by some buckshot but he kept fighting like a champ, he took out one of the shotgunners with a 10mm hollowpoint to the temple, while I started unloading into the glass partition that surrounded the upper level. When the sniper ran for cover I drew a bead on him, adjusted for distance, and dropped two into his abdomen. The Mac-man ran for it, at the sight of the bloody guts pouring out his partner’s stomach.I did a quick tactical reload, grabbed the 870P from the harness on my back, and did some rolls over to the movie theater and back flipped over the concession counter while unloading the 5 rounds of 000 into the skeeball machine. My partner was pinned down, I tossed the empty 870, and realized I couldn’t hit the remaining perp due to my the poor angle of attack. I had to act fast or my partner was done for. I leap over the counter again, and low crawled towards the arcade unseen. I crept behind the Mrs. PacMan game, and when I heard the perp reload, jumped up with my trusty K-Bar, and threw it into the perp’s arm, pinning him against the wall behind him.When the smoke cleared, we had three dead perps, and two very scared prisoners. My partner was slighting wounded but he would live to fight another dayl. The company goons came in fast by chopper, to cover up the situation. The remaining perps were flown to a company detention center, and we never found out what happened to them, or why they made such a vicious attack. My belief is that they were planning to hijack the coveted Mortal Combat game unit.The remaining customers and employees were paid off to cover their emotional distress and to keep their mouths shut. Later an unknown shadowy figure in an expensive black suit (obviously a high ranking company guy) came to me as I was reloading my Rem870 (in case of a second wave of attackers) and offered me the job opportunity of a lifetime…


You have much to learn grasshopper
 
Some nights, I lay in bed having nightmares about the Mall War. I'll bite the inside of my mouth to make sure I'm not back there, crawling over the bodies of friend and foe to make my way to the jeep mounted gun so that I may annihilate my enemies with a heavy stream of concentrated, automatic fire. Reducing living, breathing meat and bone into wet, red mist.


Gecko45 said:
that is a very difficult decision to make. I was faced with the same situation years ago–I was working for a smaller security organization, me were regularily rotated between 4 stations. A local Food City supermarket was designated Sector Alpha-Niner, the Jiffy Lube was Bravo-Lima-Fiver, the local $1 movie theater was Golf-16 and finally, the most coveted assignment, the local mall or Zebra-1.Back then, before the corporate sponsorship, our gear was severely limited due to out of pocket expenses. I was armed with a Glock17 (one of the first into the country, given to me by Gaston Glock personally in honor of my former black-ops experiences) and a Rem870P 14" bbl folder loaded with 000 magnums.On this particular fateful day my team was assigned to patrol Sector Zebra-1, the mall. It was an uneventful day, until the unthinkable happened…It was about 8:45PM, and the mall was closing and nearly empty. Me and my ’shadow’ were sweeping quadrant 069E, the mall arcade, a known hotspot for Asian Gangs and assorted thugs. The arcade was located at the far east end of the mall, next to the movie theater and the orange julius.I smelled trouble, and couldn’t spot any movement from the arcade, which was unusual due to the presence of a new Mortal Compact arcade game. Those Asians Gangs love Mortal Combat.I went to “condition red,” and discretely unholstered my Glock17 loaded with Black Talons. I motioned to my partner to sweep right to flank the arcade, but he was already in motion sensing the trouble in my facial expression. My partner drew his S&W 1006 and went prone behind a potted palm tree.I crept towards the arcade, when the power went out. It was an ambush! I could still see relatively well due to the full moon, shining through the building’s skylights, and years in a dark secret Russian prison center had honed my natural night vision to that of a tomcat.A perp popped up from behind the Orange Julius counter with a full auto Kalashnikov with a 75rd drum, and opened up in the direction of my partner, meanwhile two perps popped up from behind the skeeball machine with sawed off 12 gauges. Another two perps appeared on the upper level and brought down hell-fire on us from above. One had a Winchester Model 70 in .30-06 with a 10x scope and the other was laying down suppressive fire with a Mac10 variant. The perps were all sporting cheap russian NVGs.I dove under a metal bench, and lined my sights on the AK bandit. A double-tap to the chest, and a quick follow-up to the head brought him down like a sack of potatos. My partner had been hit in the leg by some buckshot but he kept fighting like a champ, he took out one of the shotgunners with a 10mm hollowpoint to the temple, while I started unloading into the glass partition that surrounded the upper level. When the sniper ran for cover I drew a bead on him, adjusted for distance, and dropped two into his abdomen. The Mac-man ran for it, at the sight of the bloody guts pouring out his partner’s stomach.I did a quick tactical reload, grabbed the 870P from the harness on my back, and did some rolls over to the movie theater and back flipped over the concession counter while unloading the 5 rounds of 000 into the skeeball machine. My partner was pinned down, I tossed the empty 870, and realized I couldn’t hit the remaining perp due to my the poor angle of attack. I had to act fast or my partner was done for. I leap over the counter again, and low crawled towards the arcade unseen. I crept behind the Mrs. PacMan game, and when I heard the perp reload, jumped up with my trusty K-Bar, and threw it into the perp’s arm, pinning him against the wall behind him.When the smoke cleared, we had three dead perps, and two very scared prisoners. My partner was slighting wounded but he would live to fight another dayl. The company goons came in fast by chopper, to cover up the situation. The remaining perps were flown to a company detention center, and we never found out what happened to them, or why they made such a vicious attack. My belief is that they were planning to hijack the coveted Mortal Combat game unit.The remaining customers and employees were paid off to cover their emotional distress and to keep their mouths shut. Later an unknown shadowy figure in an expensive black suit (obviously a high ranking company guy) came to me as I was reloading my Rem870 (in case of a second wave of attackers) and offered me the job opportunity of a lifetime…


You have much to learn grasshopper
 
In my state the cop knows if you have a permit before they even initiate the trafffic stop. Run the tag, then run the registered owner, and CHP information which is linked to your drivers license shows up.

So to put the cop at ease by informing I have a permit, but unarmed (it's not a secret, they already know, or will as soon as they run your license), vs. having a nervous cop thinking 'is this guy armed and not telling me for some reason?' (NC is a must inform state).

Maybe being up front and polite will keep me from getting a ticket, and informing may ensure that I drive home, with or without a ticket. (OBTW, last two traffic stops, one while armed, I drove off with only a verbal warning). And I know there are those will bad mouth my 'caving to the man', so knock yourself out, I could care less. But I haven't paid any fines with associated court costs, have points on my license, or increase insurance rates because of points.
 
In my state the cop knows if you have a permit before they even initiate the trafffic stop. Run the tag, then run the registered owner, and CHP information which is linked to your drivers license shows up.

Amazing. They have ESP too to know who is driving the vehicle? They run the tag, my wife's name comes up. They run my wife's name and her CPL information would come up. They approach the vehicle and it is my daughter driving because my daughter's car is in my wife's name to save on insurance.

So to put the cop at ease by informing I have a permit, but unarmed (it's not a secret, they already know, or will as soon as they run your license), vs. having a nervous cop thinking 'is this guy armed and not telling me for some reason?' (NC is a must inform state).

Do you also put the convenience store clerk at ease when you enter the store at night by telling them about your permit just in case they should happen to spot your gun or printing when you reach for your wallet to pay for your coffee and candy bar?

Isn't the whole purpose of the government issuing permits is to put people "at ease" because the state has determined you to be "safe and sane" enough to carry a gun? So this whole idea that a cop will be nervous because the state tells them the subject has a permit is complete B.S. because the state claims that is the reason for the permit to begin with.
 
Amazing. They have ESP too to know who is driving the vehicle? They run the tag, my wife's name comes up. They run my wife's name and her CPL information would come up. They approach the vehicle and it is my daughter driving because my daughter's car is in my wife's name to save on insurance.



Do you also put the convenience store clerk at ease when you enter the store at night by telling them about your permit just in case they should happen to spot your gun or printing when you reach for your wallet to pay for your coffee and candy bar?

Isn't the whole purpose of the government issuing permits is to put people "at ease" because the state has determined you to be "safe and sane" enough to carry a gun? So this whole idea that a cop will be nervous because the state tells them the subject has a permit is complete B.S. because the state claims that is the reason for the permit to begin with.


Oh jeeze what a load of "what if" bull excrement. You do realize that there are a small minority of cops out there that believe they are untouchable and that civilians have no right to be armed, right? Rant and rave all you want about your rights, and what you shouldn't have to do, it doesn't do you a damn bit of good laying beside the road shot by a rogue or nervous rookie cop.

Maybe to ensure the safety of your daughter you should advise her that "if you get stopped, the cop may think you are armed".

ESP? What a load of bunk, of course not, but the reality is that a significant percentage of the time the registered owner is driving the vehicle. I know several patrol deputies, and they confirm that they usually know before ever lighting up a vehicle for a traffic stop.

And just to make if perfectly clear "it is my ******* choice of how to deal with a LEO if/when I have an interactions with them" and you have no ******* say in the matter, but good luck with how you choose to respond to them, it does nothing to change them or make your more of a man, it just stupid that can be deadly.
 
Oh jeeze what a load of "what if" bull excrement. You do realize that there are a small minority of cops out there that believe they are untouchable and that civilians have no right to be armed, right? Rant and rave all you want about your rights, and what you shouldn't have to do, it doesn't do you a damn bit of good laying beside the road shot by a rogue or nervous rookie cop.

Maybe to ensure the safety of your daughter you should advise her that "if you get stopped, the cop may think you are armed".

"Where the people fear the government you have tyranny. Where the government fears the people you have liberty." - John Basil Barnhill, Barnhill-Tichenor Debate on Socialism, As It Appeared in the National Rip-Saw (Saint Louis, Mo.: The National Rip-Saw Pub. Co., 1914), 34, "Indictment of Socialism No. 3".
 
I don't fear the government, but getting shot by a rogue or nervous cop because you want to act like an ass is the ultimate in stupidity. Pick the battles that matter and a pissing contest with a cop on the side of the road isn't one of those.

You won't change the world or the cop, but your world may change.

I know more is coming, but I'm done with this pissing match.... see ya
 
I don't fear the government, but getting shot by a rogue or nervous cop because you want to act like an ass is the ultimate in stupidity. Pick the battles that matter and a pissing contest with a cop on the side of the road isn't one of those.

Pretty funny how you consider keeping my mouth shut about my gun and permit, when allowed to by law, is acting like an ass. If the rookie cop wants to turn it into a felony stop because he finds out from the state that I have a CPL - that police department needs to be sued for excessive force and the rookie cop needs to be fired. I'm not going to cover his ass by making sure he is "at ease" during the traffic stop by running my mouth about my permit or my gun when I am not required to by law. But I also will not act in any way short of professional and polite - the same as I expect him/her to act.

And here's a little hint - if the officer approaches the vehicle any differently because they have received information from the state that the registered owner of the vehicle possesses a gun permit (either more or less cautiously) - there is a serious lack of training, because, as I have stated, the officer has no idea who is actually driving the vehicle until identification is presented and verified to be valid.
 
In my state the cop knows if you have a permit before they even initiate the trafffic stop. Run the tag, then run the registered owner, and CHP information which is linked to your drivers license shows up.

So to put the cop at ease by informing I have a permit, but unarmed (it's not a secret, they already know, or will as soon as they run your license), vs. having a nervous cop thinking 'is this guy armed and not telling me for some reason?' (NC is a must inform state).

Maybe being up front and polite will keep me from getting a ticket, and informing may ensure that I drive home, with or without a ticket. (OBTW, last two traffic stops, one while armed, I drove off with only a verbal warning). And I know there are those will bad mouth my 'caving to the man', so knock yourself out, I could care less. But I haven't paid any fines with associated court costs, have points on my license, or increase insurance rates because of points.
I have an Ohio CHL in order to defend myself from unlawful deadly force attacks, not to get out of speeding tickets.

The away to avoid speeding tickets is to obey the posted speed limits, NOT by rendering ritualized acts of submission not mandated by law.
 
You do realize that there are a small minority of cops out there that believe they are untouchable and that civilians have no right to be armed, right?
How do you know? Did you conduct a survey? If so, you must know who they are. Have you reported them to the relevant authorities?
 
I have an Ohio CHL in order to defend myself from unlawful deadly force attacks, not to get out of speeding tickets.

The away to avoid speeding tickets is to obey the posted speed limits, NOT by rendering ritualized acts of submission not mandated by law.


Has nothing to do with my CHP and defending myself. I have been let go without a ticket more of than I got a ticket, and not being an ass probably contributed to that.

And of course you have never broken the speed limit..... :no:
 
How do you know? Did you conduct a survey? If so, you must know who they are. Have you reported them to the relevant authorities?

I pay attention, I have seen video's of traffic stops where that was clearly the view of the cop.... granted they are rare, but a run in with one will definitely **** up your day. Do you buy lottery tickets? Your odds of interacting with a bad cop are probably higher than winning the lottery.
 
Has nothing to do with my CHP and defending myself. I have been let go without a ticket more of than I got a ticket, and not being an ass probably contributed to that.

And of course you have never broken the speed limit..... :no:
It clearly appears to have more to do with getting out of tickets than defending yourself... at least in your case.

Again, when did obeying the law as written become "being an ass"?
 
I pay attention, I have seen video's of traffic stops where that was clearly the view of the cop.... granted they are rare, but a run in with one will definitely **** up your day. Do you buy lottery tickets? Your odds of interacting with a bad cop are probably higher than winning the lottery.
You're arguing with yourself. Either they're thugs who'll kill you for obeying the law or they aren't. Pick ONE.

I have not the slightest intention of EVER notifying when not carrying. It isn't required by Ohio law, and that's what I obey, the LAW, not made up "courtesies" rendered to potential bullies. No bully ever STOPPED being a bully because he got what he wanted by BEING a bully.

If a cop wants to act out because I obeyed the law rather than his whim, I say bring it.
 
If you do, you are an idiot.
ETA: BTW a lot of you do not have a location indicating your location. I'm in WA, and even if I am carrying I have no duty to inform. If asked, then I will let them know I am. They don't ask, then I don't offer up info that has nothing to do with a burned out bulb.
 

Members online

No members online now.

Forum statistics

Threads
49,544
Messages
611,260
Members
74,959
Latest member
defcon
Back
Top