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NO F*****G WAY!
In other words, the local cop saw a car and a kid he didn't recognize, so he pulled me over to find out what I was up to.
In the course of the stop he asked if he could take a look in my trunk. I said "No."
"Have you got something in there you don't want me to find?"
"No."
"Then why don't you want me to look?"
"Because I don't have to. If you think I'm doing something illegal, arrest me."
He wrote me a citation from my burnt-out taillight and told me in no uncertain terms to get out of town. He saw me driving around later that night, still in his town, even made eye contact - and he did nothing. He knew he couldn't make me leave town, and he knew I knew it.
If I could stand up to a small-town jumped-up Barney Fife at seventeen, the people of Beloit sure as hell should stand up to the statist assholes who are proposing to search their homes without cause. This isn't Russia. This isn't China. We still have a Fourth Amendment.
NEVER voluntarily agree to a police search. NEVER.
"I am more than happy to let you know how many firearms I own and of which types, and to that end, I will be open carrying each at any possible convenience.
Thank you."