jeager, I was a typical hot-dog rookie cop (a long time ago!) and my Field Training Officer was very patient with me. One night we stopped a guy who, under mild questioning, admitted he had a loaded gun under his seat. I was all ready to lock him up and get an arrest, but my FTO stepped in, and told me to chill out. I was furious, he was interfering, not helping. When I asked him why, he said, "Son, didja see that fancy holster he had it in?" I said yes, and his response was, "In thirty years on the street, I've arrested a lot of bad people for carrying guns illegally. Not one of them ever had a nice holster like that one, or any other holster. This guy is no more a threat than your Momma. Run a record check, and if he's clean, he's outta here." We ran him, he was clean as a nun's bedsheet, aside from a few tickets. As we cut him loose (with a ticket), he thanked us profusely, tucked the gun back under the seat, and headed home. The FTO calmly explained that if you trust in the character of the people you deal with, the fact that they're armed is of no consequence. Angry, intoxicated or disrespectful people bear watching, but Joe Citizen who gets stopped for a traffic violation is someone you want on your side. There were several occasions when I was a cop where I had a ride-along, often an interested citizen, City Councilman or a preacher, and I always offered them my backup gun to carry. Some politely declined, some weren't worried about needing one, and others already had one on. And you might be surprised which ones brought their own! :wink:
I wish everyone had the ability to read people like that old-timer. He's retired now, lives in the boonies of downstate Missouri, and shoots daily. I miss him, and others like him!
Papajohn