p m said:
Come on, cut some from your list.
Border patrol checkpoints do their job - and remember that we live at the border.
Agricultural checkpoints - there's a reason for them, even if they don't do their job.
We don't have toll booths out West, except for a very few nearly-bankrupt toll roads that have bypasses.
Facial recognition software?
Speed cameras?
Drones?
DUI checkpoints do bother me, I have to say. Because the chances are that, on the days these are carried out, I am more likely to be driving after having a drink. Does not make me drunk, but it does put me in somewhat murky area.
DUI checkpoints serve a purpose too - to keep drunks off the road. I admit to feeling a little nervous around them and around cops when I've had a drink or two before driving, but I'm careful not to drive if I'm impaired... still, I totally get the feeling of unease. You don't want to have to answer "yes" when the officer asks if you've been drinking. I'm always afraid of running into the one LEO who's got an axe to grind and will look for any reason to haul my ass in because I had a scotch after dinner.
Agreed that a good police officer should be able to pick out a drunk with ease. Some cops are morons though, and don't know what to look for. When I was in college, I was pulled over at about 1:30AM by University Police (nowhere near the college, and I hadn't come from there). I was on my way home from a midnight movie (had watched Mulholland Drive), and when the officer came up to my window, he had the big maglight straight in my face. He asked if I'd been drinking. Squinting into the light, "no sir, not a drop." "Get out of the car please sir." "Uh, ok... really? What's the problem sir?" "You've got a tail light out." "Ah - wellsir, I've got a spare in my toolbox not one block from here..." "Step around to the sidewalk please." *sigh* "ok" He proceeded to give me the entire sobriety test. At this point, it should have been PAINFULLY obvious that I'm drop-dead sober, so I was getting pretty pissed at the situation - chances are, there were ACTUAL drunk drivers out there who he could be going after. So when he asked me to recite the alphabet, I got wise (I was getting pissed). "Ok. In which language?" "You getting wise with me kid?" "Yes sir I am - if it isn't completely obvious to you, I'm SOBER. I can say the alphabet in several languages. Swedish, English, French, Spanish, Chinese... Pick one." "I don't like your attitude." "Look, can you just give me the damned breathalizer so I can go home and you can go after ACTUAL drunks?" Entirely sure of himself (and seething with rage) he pulls out the device, obviously looking forward to cuffing me and tossing me in the back of his car. I breathe into it, and his face scrunches up in confusion. He walks over to his partner and whispers to him, "it says 'zero'." "try it again". Again, I breathe into the device. Again, of course, it reads zero. He lets me go (I guess being a smartass isn't an arrestable offense). I asked him, "What the heck made you think I was drunk?" "Your eye twitched when I shone my light into it." :banghead: Gee, my eye twitched at 1:30 in the morning after coming from am movie (which I told him), having had a giant flashlight pointed at me? OBVIOUSLY I was drunk.