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http://www.dallasobserver.com/Issues/2007-02-01/news/feature_1.html
Number One: Don't put any stickers on your car. Nothing. Supporting law enforcement, belonging to a frat, being a Vietnam vet—all of these make the fuzz notice you, and your primary mission is to blend in. That means no reckless driving, no overly safe driving. Blend.
Number Two: Add a woman to the mix. Nothing says "stoners" like a carload of sausage.
Number Three: Hide your pot in food. It won't fool the drug dogs (they're too smart for that) but it might confuse the handlers (no comment).
Number Four: Roll in the rain. No one likes to get wet, not even cops.
Number Five: If you're only holding a small amount of weed and a cop wants to search your car, give him consent. That's right: Give him consent. "When an American exercises his constitutional right to refuse consent to search of a vehicle, that is a huge reasonable suspicion to a cop," Cooper says. "A hundred percent of the time when somebody refused consent, I always found something they didn't want me to see." If the police want inside your car, they will get inside your car, even if that means hanging out on the side of the road until a warrant or a dog arrives. Give consent, and they probably won't look very hard. After all, you've got nothing to hide.
Cooper has big plans. A second volume of Never Get Busted Again. A video on search warrants called Never Get Raided with tips on how to spot informants and undercover officers. He claims to love the study of human behavior, and his best idea might be a little project called 50-50, in which he'll get 50 people in a room, have them drink booze till 4 a.m.—ambulance on site—and record the results. Then he'll replace the hooch with weed and do it all over again. Needless to say, the first night, full of fighting and flirting and puking, will probably make for better reality TV.
As for the old-guard reformers, he's confident he'll eventually win them over. And even if not, "I'm young," he says. "I'm going to be here a lot longer than they are." He might've just started out as a cop with doubts—"Fifteen men in SWAT gear, kicking in a door on a mom and dad and little kids, and I'm thinking, 'Dude! This is not right!'"—but now he's got one up on many reformers. He's on the line, a civil disobedient, basically begging the police to harass him.
Number One: Don't put any stickers on your car. Nothing. Supporting law enforcement, belonging to a frat, being a Vietnam vet—all of these make the fuzz notice you, and your primary mission is to blend in. That means no reckless driving, no overly safe driving. Blend.
Number Two: Add a woman to the mix. Nothing says "stoners" like a carload of sausage.
Number Three: Hide your pot in food. It won't fool the drug dogs (they're too smart for that) but it might confuse the handlers (no comment).
Number Four: Roll in the rain. No one likes to get wet, not even cops.
Number Five: If you're only holding a small amount of weed and a cop wants to search your car, give him consent. That's right: Give him consent. "When an American exercises his constitutional right to refuse consent to search of a vehicle, that is a huge reasonable suspicion to a cop," Cooper says. "A hundred percent of the time when somebody refused consent, I always found something they didn't want me to see." If the police want inside your car, they will get inside your car, even if that means hanging out on the side of the road until a warrant or a dog arrives. Give consent, and they probably won't look very hard. After all, you've got nothing to hide.
Cooper has big plans. A second volume of Never Get Busted Again. A video on search warrants called Never Get Raided with tips on how to spot informants and undercover officers. He claims to love the study of human behavior, and his best idea might be a little project called 50-50, in which he'll get 50 people in a room, have them drink booze till 4 a.m.—ambulance on site—and record the results. Then he'll replace the hooch with weed and do it all over again. Needless to say, the first night, full of fighting and flirting and puking, will probably make for better reality TV.
As for the old-guard reformers, he's confident he'll eventually win them over. And even if not, "I'm young," he says. "I'm going to be here a lot longer than they are." He might've just started out as a cop with doubts—"Fifteen men in SWAT gear, kicking in a door on a mom and dad and little kids, and I'm thinking, 'Dude! This is not right!'"—but now he's got one up on many reformers. He's on the line, a civil disobedient, basically begging the police to harass him.