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Originally Posted by blueash
Is that really how it worked in NJ? If you could show you gave money to the police charities they let you go? And the cops have "total discretion" over ticket vs warning and what speed to choose to write down which certainly changes the consequences and expense of a ticket?
Isn't that a fairly damning report on the integrity of cops and equal enforcement of the law? Might not such a system of "total discretion" lead to over enforcement in one community and under-enforcement in another based on some factor other than the speed of the car? And wouldn't it be ironic if the community subject to letter of the law enforcement were to point out that discrepancy in policing and be attacked for doing so by the people who have been receiving BPA get out of jail free cards? At least you said snippy not uppity.
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Who said anything about giving money to the PBA? These were neighbors and friends of my sons who were officers. I respect them enormously even before they offered the cards to me and Mrs. Nucky. I, knock on wood have not gotten a speeding ticket since around 1976 when I was escorted to my home by an officer who was friends with my father. I was put on cross examination in front of my Dad. 99MPH in a 50MPH zone. The ticket was reduced greatly, I don't remember that part exactly. The lesson from the beating from my father and 90 days without the car has stuck with me for my entire life. On a long trip if I speed I know it's time to get off the road because I'm tired.
A fairly damning report of the integrity of officers...don't call them cops please....please Google...Discretion is Valor in Traffic Stops. These men I spoke with approach me to talk and open up about their experience with their job when we were at various picnics. My kids tell them I'm easy to talk to and listen well. They obviously need to vent about what goes on because of the stress. My respect level is high for all who protect our country and those who protect our community, especially the officer who wrote the ticket in front of my dad.