Posted On: Thursday - September 23rd 2021 7:48PM MST
In Topics: US Police State Orwellian Stupidity
A good friend of mine used the term when his driver's license was about to expire and he had to go get a new one back in '19. These are what the Feral Government calls "Real ID"s. What they really mean is fully Police State compliant Identification cards that are tied in with all the other Feral Gov. information on you.
See, not ALL of the various States are completely down with the idea of absolute Federal power. The point of these cards that you'll have to renew into a Real ID one day was originally as a piece of proof that you had learned how drive a motor vehicle on the public roads. (It's necessary but not nearly sufficient proof by any means! See our Peak Stupidity Roadshow topic key.) That's was supposed to be all it was. Just as FDR's promise that our Social Security #s, appropriately SS #s, weren't going to be used as any kind of national ID number was bullshit, driver's licenses a long time ago became a de-facto State ID. Just to keep the originally idea alive, when someone asks me to see an ID, I usually ask him "driver's license OK for that?"
I guess the problem, "problem" if you're an authority of the US Police State, that is, is that States may use various different pieces of other information to issue driver's licenses. If you're an illegal alien, it may be just someone's utility bills stolen out his mailbox. If you're an upstanding American citizen, it may require that SS#, but then those cards used to be just a piece of paper, along with a number of other types of information that satisfies that State's bureaucracy. So, the Feds are just not that confident that they can safely track you down or that you can't photoshop up a decent driver's license.** For this Real ID, they will need more information that will connect you up to Federal information. I remember my friend had to go through a decent amount of legwork to get this thing. He didn't have the choice to get a normal driver's license when it was time to renew.
There was a deadline of October of 2020 that I used to see on some billboards and TV monitors at airports. One silver lining of the Kung Flu PanicFest is that the deadline to get the Illuminati ID has been extended to sometime in '23.
I can remember both Vin Suprynowicz and Ron Paul, two ardent Constitutionalists, explaining why this Real ID is WRONG many times***. It's another increase in Federal power of that of the States, it just helps the US Police State in its encroachments on our privacy. Oh, the series of Vin Suprynowicz posts, of which I linked to the first, is called "Papiere bitte!" - "Your papers, please!"
Conservatives will tell you to concentrate on the big problems and not get fixated with this silly "muh Constitution" stuff. Yeah, well, we are not going to make any headway fighting the big problems that our Feral Gov't has been creating when we have no privacy left and are therefore prevented from properly organizing. Constitutionalists have seen this coming from a long ways away. Nobody has been listening to us.
Hold onto your driver's license till the last day, so you can put off getting that Illuminati card.
* I needed to get to duckduckgo to figure out the spelling of Illuminati. Spell-check doesn't know this one, and the duck wouldn't even try to complete it. Here's a wiki page about the Illuminati.
** Faking an ID, aka driver's license, was greatly encouraged by the Feral Gov't's having taken control of drinking age laws back in the mid-1980s, via blackmail.
*** One thing along these same lines I disagree with Dr. Paul on is the E-verify program for finding illegal aliens applying for work. Ron Paul is the principled guy on this, but I think the immigration problem is worth bending the principle in this instance. Here's the way I'd put it: Yeah, if it's about privacy vs. government spying regarding businesses, I'm for scrapping E-verify when they get to scrapping the personal income tax. (No, the Feral Gov't shouldn't need to know where Americans work.)
Comments:
Dieter Kief
Tuesday - September 28th 2021 2:00AM MST
PS Yeah - Mr. Smith, great stories - thanks!
Moderator
Saturday - September 25th 2021 9:18PM MST
PS: Great stories, Adam! Yes, you are in a more liberty-loving area than I am in right now. I think I'd have had a very small chance of running into a cop with the attitude of most in your stories even in the '90s.
I could tell a whole number of driving stories, with run-ins with the cops too. Maybe another time - most were not bad, but for most, I did have a driver's license.
I could tell a whole number of driving stories, with run-ins with the cops too. Maybe another time - most were not bad, but for most, I did have a driver's license.
Adam Smith
Saturday - September 25th 2021 10:24AM MST
PS: Good morning Mr. Moderator,
Thanks for the compliments. I think living in a white semi-rural area makes this easier. Rural people are not wired up like city folk and in my experience this includes the cops. I agree with you that it would benefit us all if more people asserted the rights we all have instead of just submitting to the new edicts every time the criminals masquerading as “government” roll out the next level of police state stupidity. While I wish more people would stand up to the petty tyrants I do understand why many do not. Not everyone is in the position to do what I do and spending the night in jail is uncomfortable. I do not have kids, so a night in jail is not going to disrupt family life very much, though my wife would not be happy (with them) if I had to spend a night in the clink. It would cause her some stress as she would be worried about me, so I hope that never happens.
The only trouble I've encountered happened about 15 years ago. When I first started traveling around without registration I just slapped some old tags that I bought in a Florida pawn shop on my cars and went about my business. This worked out well for the first several years as I traveled up and down the east coast, before I settled in Dahlonega, and for awhile after I moved here.
But one night, about 15 years ago, I was pulled over, probably around midnight, on my way home from a friends house. This happened one county over in a place called Dawsonville, at the intersection of highway 400 and highway 53. A cop had pulled up behind me at a traffic light, ran the tag and realized it was no longer valid and didn't match the car. The light turned green and I pulled into the gas station across the intersection where I was planning on fueling up and he followed me and put on the blue lights.
Back then I used to carry some papers that explained our right to travel and listed some court cases and such. I handed the papers to the cop and I kid you not, he looked at me with the most illiterate look I have ever seen on an adult's face. He refused to read them. Maybe he couldn't? I then tried in vain to explain to the 70 IQ officer that I was simply exercising a right that we all have and that I've committed no crime. Long story short, I ended up in the Dawson county jail for the night and my car was impounded. It cost me about $700 in bail and towing fees but I was out by lunch time. I was charged with a handful of things, no registration, insurance, license etc., illegal tint, cannabis possession and something about false documents and statements. I called the court periodically over the next year asking about my court date, but they never scheduled one for me and after about a year I gave up calling. (More on this later.)
After that I stopped putting expired “government” tags on my car and started printing my own temp tags that I designed with photoshop. This has worked out better the few times I've been pulled over. The first time I was pulled over with my temp tag was a maybe a year later. This happened here in Dahlonega. A friend and I were on our way to walmart to buy some beer. It was after dark. The sheriff's last name was Murphy, and I only remember this because he was quite decent. He asked for my license, etc. and said he pulled me over because my temp tag didn't have a metal strip in it. (Georgia temp tags used to have a metal hologram strip down the middle. For awhile after this encounter I added a piece of aluminum foil to my tags.) I explained to officer Murphy that I didn't have a license, registration or insurance and that we all have a right to travel by automobile. I said to him “I'm at your mercy, please show me grace. Please don't take me to jail and please don't tow my car.” He seemed a little surprised by this statement. He answered pleasantly that he would not arrest me or impound my car but that he would write me a ticket for driving without a license. I was quite relieved as he headed off to his car to write the ticket. About a minute or two later he returned to my car window and said “Today's your lucky day, I have to go.” And so it was. He got in his car and left. My friend and I were just sitting there in my car. So we continued on our way to the walmart, bought our beer and headed home. We had a few drinks (and probably a few tokes) and celebrated that nights apparent victory.
The next time I was stopped also happened in Dawsonville, right around the same place on highway 400. This time I was driving a friends car and she was with me. Her car was properly registered and insured and she was properly licensed. She worked at a florist shop and had to stop by late at night for something. The cop noticed us there late and thought it was strange and stopped us to ask about what we were doing there. She explained that she worked there and all was well. When the cop asked for my license I explained that I didn't have one as we all have a right to travel by automobile. He disagreed with me. But he also didn't write me a ticket or arrest me. He wouldn't let me drive as I was unlicensed, so she hopped in the drivers seat and off we went.
I used to have an old dodge B300 van. I used it as a work vehicle and occasionally I would take it to go camping in the national forest. It was a gas hog. One day the forest ranger saw me camping and stopped by to talk. He noticed that the van didn't have a tag on it. I said it didn't need one as it is an automobile and not a motor vehicle. He was in a good humor but kinda disagreed. He asked about my license. I told him I'm not a driver and don't have one. I'm a traveler. He asked “What about insurance?” “Don't have any.” I replied. “Come on man, you're killing me. I'm probably supposed to have you towed out of here.” he said. But he listened patiently, and even said “I hate the government too”. He ran my name through NCIC to see if I was a criminal, which I'm not, so it came back clean except for some sort of traffic warrant in a northern state, and ultimately he too left me alone. He may even agree in some way that we all have a right to travel by automobile.(?) Forest cops are different than city cops. He too was quite pleasant.
The last time I've encountered a cop on the road was also here in Dahlonega. My wife and I were dating, but this was before we lived together. I was sharing a house across town with a couple roommates and she lived here atop the mountain. Probably about 12 or 13 years ago. So... One day I was looking at cars on craigslist and I noticed a truck for sale here in Dahlonega. It was right around the corner from where I was living at the time, about a mile or two away. My roommates had taken a job in Washington state for the summer and I had the house to myself. For some reason I didn't take my car to look at this truck. I took my roommates little Honda. It was a stick shift, but the clutch was almost going out. I had adjusted the clutch cable so the car was drivable. I probably took it as a sort of test drive to see how the clutch pedal was working.
So I talked to the gentleman who owned the truck for awhile. We hit it off really well. We talked for about 45 minutes. Then I took his truck for a test drive. It had more miles on it than I would prefer, but it was in pretty good shape. I didn't have enough cash on me to make an offer, but I had more than enough stashed in my future wife's safe here at the house. So I rode over here to get some cash to make an offer. When I got here she was doing a little yard work, and leisurely smoking a little cannabis and sipping a little bourbon. We chatted a little, smoked a little, she drank a little more. I thought it would be prudent to check the fluids before I decided how much to offer then gentleman. When I checked the oil it was 3 quarts low!?! So I topped off the oil. What do the other fluids look like? I wondered. So I went over the truck very carefully as my girlfriend sipped her bourbon and watched. I checked the transmission fluid and the front and rear differentials. I decided that the $2500 he was asking was a bit much because of the high mileage and condition of the fluids but it was worth $1500 to me. I had this gentleman's truck for about 3 hours or so and thought I'd best get his truck back to him. I took another hit from the peace pipe and off I went.
When I pulled up to the gentleman's house there was a cop car there, and the cop was searching through the little Honda. Evidently the gentleman thought I might be stealing his truck and called the sheriff. As I pulled up the cop asked how long a test drive should take. I explained that his oil was low, so I filled it and I looked over everything and I apologized for taking too long. He searched my pockets for drugs and weapons and all he found were keys for the Honda and the cash I was planning on offering the gentleman for his truck. He asked for my license to which I replied “Why on earth would I want one of those?”. He asked why I didn't have one, and fearing that there might be a warrant for my arrest in Dawsonville I made up a story. I told him that my mom grew up Amish and became a hippy as she came of age. I told him that I was birthed at home and that I was an undocumented American who had no birth certificate or ssn and that I had no idea how to get them at this stage of life. Without a birth certificate I simply could not get a driver's license. He asked for my name and date of birth and I told him my real name but changed one letter in my last name. I also tweaked my date of birth by 364 days. He ran my name and I, unsurprisingly, came up clean as a whistle. I didn't even exist in their database. My story probably seemed plausible to him. I apologized to the gentleman for the misunderstanding and made my offer which he declined.
Content in his understanding that I was not stealing this man's truck the sheriff's deputy decided I was free to go. This case was solved. But, he could not let an unlicensed driver drive off in the little Honda. He asked if I knew anyone who had a license and told him about my girlfriend. We tried to call her, but she was in the yard sipping bourbon, toking and enjoying the sunshine. He said, “I'll take you over there, and drive the two of you back here to get the car.” He explained that I'd have to ride in the back seat because of policy. Too much equipment up front or something. Whatever, and off we went.
When we pulled up she let him have it. “You let him go. He has a right to travel. I don't quite understand it, but you let him go.” etc. She didn't let the cop talk for several minutes. She was definitely a little tipsy on bourbon. He finally explained what was going on, and that she just needed to ride across town to pickup this little Honda. He never checked her license or anything like that. She grabbed her keys, locked up the house and got in the car. He took us back across town to pick up the little Honda with the almost worn out clutch. He tried to explain to me that driving is a privilege but he stumbled on his words and I had to help him out with the terminology. He was a nice guy and we were free to go. But...
My future wife had not driven a stick shift in years. And this one had a goofy clutch pedal. She also wondered if he was going to pull her over for driving drunk.(?!) We waited a little but he just sat there, behind us, in his car waiting for us to leave. Fortunately the car was pointed down hill so this helped with the clutch situation. She pulled out and headed down the hill. The cop followed behind. She wondered if he was going to stop her, but he didn't. When we got to the stop sign at the end of the neighborhood she turned one way and he turned the other. We came back here to the house and enjoyed the rest of the afternoon in the sun.
That's most of the story. There is only one more chapter involving TSA training day early one Monday morning in Austin. I'll leave that part for another time as it is just too sunny outside to keep typing away on my laptop.
I hope you have a great weekend, Achmed.
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Thanks for the compliments. I think living in a white semi-rural area makes this easier. Rural people are not wired up like city folk and in my experience this includes the cops. I agree with you that it would benefit us all if more people asserted the rights we all have instead of just submitting to the new edicts every time the criminals masquerading as “government” roll out the next level of police state stupidity. While I wish more people would stand up to the petty tyrants I do understand why many do not. Not everyone is in the position to do what I do and spending the night in jail is uncomfortable. I do not have kids, so a night in jail is not going to disrupt family life very much, though my wife would not be happy (with them) if I had to spend a night in the clink. It would cause her some stress as she would be worried about me, so I hope that never happens.
The only trouble I've encountered happened about 15 years ago. When I first started traveling around without registration I just slapped some old tags that I bought in a Florida pawn shop on my cars and went about my business. This worked out well for the first several years as I traveled up and down the east coast, before I settled in Dahlonega, and for awhile after I moved here.
But one night, about 15 years ago, I was pulled over, probably around midnight, on my way home from a friends house. This happened one county over in a place called Dawsonville, at the intersection of highway 400 and highway 53. A cop had pulled up behind me at a traffic light, ran the tag and realized it was no longer valid and didn't match the car. The light turned green and I pulled into the gas station across the intersection where I was planning on fueling up and he followed me and put on the blue lights.
Back then I used to carry some papers that explained our right to travel and listed some court cases and such. I handed the papers to the cop and I kid you not, he looked at me with the most illiterate look I have ever seen on an adult's face. He refused to read them. Maybe he couldn't? I then tried in vain to explain to the 70 IQ officer that I was simply exercising a right that we all have and that I've committed no crime. Long story short, I ended up in the Dawson county jail for the night and my car was impounded. It cost me about $700 in bail and towing fees but I was out by lunch time. I was charged with a handful of things, no registration, insurance, license etc., illegal tint, cannabis possession and something about false documents and statements. I called the court periodically over the next year asking about my court date, but they never scheduled one for me and after about a year I gave up calling. (More on this later.)
After that I stopped putting expired “government” tags on my car and started printing my own temp tags that I designed with photoshop. This has worked out better the few times I've been pulled over. The first time I was pulled over with my temp tag was a maybe a year later. This happened here in Dahlonega. A friend and I were on our way to walmart to buy some beer. It was after dark. The sheriff's last name was Murphy, and I only remember this because he was quite decent. He asked for my license, etc. and said he pulled me over because my temp tag didn't have a metal strip in it. (Georgia temp tags used to have a metal hologram strip down the middle. For awhile after this encounter I added a piece of aluminum foil to my tags.) I explained to officer Murphy that I didn't have a license, registration or insurance and that we all have a right to travel by automobile. I said to him “I'm at your mercy, please show me grace. Please don't take me to jail and please don't tow my car.” He seemed a little surprised by this statement. He answered pleasantly that he would not arrest me or impound my car but that he would write me a ticket for driving without a license. I was quite relieved as he headed off to his car to write the ticket. About a minute or two later he returned to my car window and said “Today's your lucky day, I have to go.” And so it was. He got in his car and left. My friend and I were just sitting there in my car. So we continued on our way to the walmart, bought our beer and headed home. We had a few drinks (and probably a few tokes) and celebrated that nights apparent victory.
The next time I was stopped also happened in Dawsonville, right around the same place on highway 400. This time I was driving a friends car and she was with me. Her car was properly registered and insured and she was properly licensed. She worked at a florist shop and had to stop by late at night for something. The cop noticed us there late and thought it was strange and stopped us to ask about what we were doing there. She explained that she worked there and all was well. When the cop asked for my license I explained that I didn't have one as we all have a right to travel by automobile. He disagreed with me. But he also didn't write me a ticket or arrest me. He wouldn't let me drive as I was unlicensed, so she hopped in the drivers seat and off we went.
I used to have an old dodge B300 van. I used it as a work vehicle and occasionally I would take it to go camping in the national forest. It was a gas hog. One day the forest ranger saw me camping and stopped by to talk. He noticed that the van didn't have a tag on it. I said it didn't need one as it is an automobile and not a motor vehicle. He was in a good humor but kinda disagreed. He asked about my license. I told him I'm not a driver and don't have one. I'm a traveler. He asked “What about insurance?” “Don't have any.” I replied. “Come on man, you're killing me. I'm probably supposed to have you towed out of here.” he said. But he listened patiently, and even said “I hate the government too”. He ran my name through NCIC to see if I was a criminal, which I'm not, so it came back clean except for some sort of traffic warrant in a northern state, and ultimately he too left me alone. He may even agree in some way that we all have a right to travel by automobile.(?) Forest cops are different than city cops. He too was quite pleasant.
The last time I've encountered a cop on the road was also here in Dahlonega. My wife and I were dating, but this was before we lived together. I was sharing a house across town with a couple roommates and she lived here atop the mountain. Probably about 12 or 13 years ago. So... One day I was looking at cars on craigslist and I noticed a truck for sale here in Dahlonega. It was right around the corner from where I was living at the time, about a mile or two away. My roommates had taken a job in Washington state for the summer and I had the house to myself. For some reason I didn't take my car to look at this truck. I took my roommates little Honda. It was a stick shift, but the clutch was almost going out. I had adjusted the clutch cable so the car was drivable. I probably took it as a sort of test drive to see how the clutch pedal was working.
So I talked to the gentleman who owned the truck for awhile. We hit it off really well. We talked for about 45 minutes. Then I took his truck for a test drive. It had more miles on it than I would prefer, but it was in pretty good shape. I didn't have enough cash on me to make an offer, but I had more than enough stashed in my future wife's safe here at the house. So I rode over here to get some cash to make an offer. When I got here she was doing a little yard work, and leisurely smoking a little cannabis and sipping a little bourbon. We chatted a little, smoked a little, she drank a little more. I thought it would be prudent to check the fluids before I decided how much to offer then gentleman. When I checked the oil it was 3 quarts low!?! So I topped off the oil. What do the other fluids look like? I wondered. So I went over the truck very carefully as my girlfriend sipped her bourbon and watched. I checked the transmission fluid and the front and rear differentials. I decided that the $2500 he was asking was a bit much because of the high mileage and condition of the fluids but it was worth $1500 to me. I had this gentleman's truck for about 3 hours or so and thought I'd best get his truck back to him. I took another hit from the peace pipe and off I went.
When I pulled up to the gentleman's house there was a cop car there, and the cop was searching through the little Honda. Evidently the gentleman thought I might be stealing his truck and called the sheriff. As I pulled up the cop asked how long a test drive should take. I explained that his oil was low, so I filled it and I looked over everything and I apologized for taking too long. He searched my pockets for drugs and weapons and all he found were keys for the Honda and the cash I was planning on offering the gentleman for his truck. He asked for my license to which I replied “Why on earth would I want one of those?”. He asked why I didn't have one, and fearing that there might be a warrant for my arrest in Dawsonville I made up a story. I told him that my mom grew up Amish and became a hippy as she came of age. I told him that I was birthed at home and that I was an undocumented American who had no birth certificate or ssn and that I had no idea how to get them at this stage of life. Without a birth certificate I simply could not get a driver's license. He asked for my name and date of birth and I told him my real name but changed one letter in my last name. I also tweaked my date of birth by 364 days. He ran my name and I, unsurprisingly, came up clean as a whistle. I didn't even exist in their database. My story probably seemed plausible to him. I apologized to the gentleman for the misunderstanding and made my offer which he declined.
Content in his understanding that I was not stealing this man's truck the sheriff's deputy decided I was free to go. This case was solved. But, he could not let an unlicensed driver drive off in the little Honda. He asked if I knew anyone who had a license and told him about my girlfriend. We tried to call her, but she was in the yard sipping bourbon, toking and enjoying the sunshine. He said, “I'll take you over there, and drive the two of you back here to get the car.” He explained that I'd have to ride in the back seat because of policy. Too much equipment up front or something. Whatever, and off we went.
When we pulled up she let him have it. “You let him go. He has a right to travel. I don't quite understand it, but you let him go.” etc. She didn't let the cop talk for several minutes. She was definitely a little tipsy on bourbon. He finally explained what was going on, and that she just needed to ride across town to pickup this little Honda. He never checked her license or anything like that. She grabbed her keys, locked up the house and got in the car. He took us back across town to pick up the little Honda with the almost worn out clutch. He tried to explain to me that driving is a privilege but he stumbled on his words and I had to help him out with the terminology. He was a nice guy and we were free to go. But...
My future wife had not driven a stick shift in years. And this one had a goofy clutch pedal. She also wondered if he was going to pull her over for driving drunk.(?!) We waited a little but he just sat there, behind us, in his car waiting for us to leave. Fortunately the car was pointed down hill so this helped with the clutch situation. She pulled out and headed down the hill. The cop followed behind. She wondered if he was going to stop her, but he didn't. When we got to the stop sign at the end of the neighborhood she turned one way and he turned the other. We came back here to the house and enjoyed the rest of the afternoon in the sun.
That's most of the story. There is only one more chapter involving TSA training day early one Monday morning in Austin. I'll leave that part for another time as it is just too sunny outside to keep typing away on my laptop.
I hope you have a great weekend, Achmed.
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Moderator
Friday - September 24th 2021 10:31AM MST
PS: Also, Adam, when it comes to getting that Illuminati ID, I could be persuaded a lot easier to try to assert my rights - I don't want any part of that.
Thank you for the cases and excerpts too.
Thank you for the cases and excerpts too.
Moderator
Friday - September 24th 2021 10:30AM MST
PS: Mr. Smith, firstly, it's always nice to hear from you. I was pretty sure you would chime in under this post with legal aspects of the requiring of driver's licenses. Of course, I am in agreement with the non-Constitutionality of it.
However, even though you live in a white semi-rural(?) area with hopefully a community of slightly more liberty-loving people than most of us, I want to ask if you've gotten into any trouble this way. If so, have you gone to court and gotten off any charges involved?
No doubt, Adam, if just 5% of Americans would think the way you do, and act accordingly, it would be to the benefit of all of us.
Right now, I'm not in a position to take the chance of trouble in the regard, that even if I got out of eventually would greatly disrupt family life One more thing - get some AA judge, jury (if it come down to it) and all that and the rule of law simply means nothing. The judge is the "Big Man" in iSteve parlance. I have a much bigger chance of that where I live. It sounds like you are in a good spot!
However, even though you live in a white semi-rural(?) area with hopefully a community of slightly more liberty-loving people than most of us, I want to ask if you've gotten into any trouble this way. If so, have you gone to court and gotten off any charges involved?
No doubt, Adam, if just 5% of Americans would think the way you do, and act accordingly, it would be to the benefit of all of us.
Right now, I'm not in a position to take the chance of trouble in the regard, that even if I got out of eventually would greatly disrupt family life One more thing - get some AA judge, jury (if it come down to it) and all that and the rule of law simply means nothing. The judge is the "Big Man" in iSteve parlance. I have a much bigger chance of that where I live. It sounds like you are in a good spot!
Adam Smith
Friday - September 24th 2021 9:00AM MST
PS: Good morning Mr. Moderator,
I let my drivers license expire shortly after the U.S. illegally invaded Afghanistan. I want nothing to do with the criminals masquerading as “government”. I don't drive anymore, as I'm not for hire. I travel in my automobile now, which is a constitutionally protected right that we all have. Unfortunately some members of the police state bureaucracy don't want to understand what used to be commonly understood by everyone. I don't want my comment to go on forever, which it could, because there are literally thousands of “right to travel” vs. “regulated occupation for hire” cases I could list so I'll leave just a few...
“The use of the highways for the purpose of travel and transportation is not a mere privilege, but a common and fundamental Right of which the public and the individual cannot be rightfully deprived.”
Chicago Motor Coach vs. Chicago, 169 NE 221;
Ligare vs. Chicago, 28 NE 934;
Boon vs. Clark, 214 SSW 607;
25 Am.Jur. (1st) Highways Sect.163
“The Right of the Citizen to travel upon the public highways and to transport his property thereon, either by horse drawn carriage or by automobile, is not a mere privilege which a city can prohibit or permit at will, but a common Right which he has under the right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.”
Thompson vs. Smith, 154 SE 579
“… For while a Citizen has the Right to travel upon the public highways and to transport his property thereon, that Right does not extend to the use of the highways, either in whole or in part, as a place for private gain. For the latter purpose, no person has a vested right to use the highways of the state, but is a privilege or a license which the legislature may grant or withhold at its discretion.”
State vs. Johnson, 243 P. 1073;
Cummins vs. Homes, 155 P. 171;
Packard vs. Banton, 44 S.Ct. 256;
Hadfield vs. Lundin, 98 Wash 516
"Personal liberty largely consists of the Right of locomotion -- to go where and when one pleases -- only so far restrained as the Rights of others may make it necessary for the welfare of all other citizens. The Right of the Citizen to travel upon the public highways and to transport his property thereon, by horse drawn carriage, wagon, or automobile, is not a mere privilege which may be permitted or prohibited at will, but the common Right which he has under his Right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Under this Constitutional guarantee one may, therefore, under normal conditions, travel at his inclination along the public highways or in public places, and while conducting himself in an orderly and decent manner, neither interfering with nor disturbing another's Rights, he will be protected, not only in his person, but in his safe conduct."
II Am.Jur. (1st) Constitutional Law, Sect. 329, p.1135
I hope you have a great day.
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I let my drivers license expire shortly after the U.S. illegally invaded Afghanistan. I want nothing to do with the criminals masquerading as “government”. I don't drive anymore, as I'm not for hire. I travel in my automobile now, which is a constitutionally protected right that we all have. Unfortunately some members of the police state bureaucracy don't want to understand what used to be commonly understood by everyone. I don't want my comment to go on forever, which it could, because there are literally thousands of “right to travel” vs. “regulated occupation for hire” cases I could list so I'll leave just a few...
“The use of the highways for the purpose of travel and transportation is not a mere privilege, but a common and fundamental Right of which the public and the individual cannot be rightfully deprived.”
Chicago Motor Coach vs. Chicago, 169 NE 221;
Ligare vs. Chicago, 28 NE 934;
Boon vs. Clark, 214 SSW 607;
25 Am.Jur. (1st) Highways Sect.163
“The Right of the Citizen to travel upon the public highways and to transport his property thereon, either by horse drawn carriage or by automobile, is not a mere privilege which a city can prohibit or permit at will, but a common Right which he has under the right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.”
Thompson vs. Smith, 154 SE 579
“… For while a Citizen has the Right to travel upon the public highways and to transport his property thereon, that Right does not extend to the use of the highways, either in whole or in part, as a place for private gain. For the latter purpose, no person has a vested right to use the highways of the state, but is a privilege or a license which the legislature may grant or withhold at its discretion.”
State vs. Johnson, 243 P. 1073;
Cummins vs. Homes, 155 P. 171;
Packard vs. Banton, 44 S.Ct. 256;
Hadfield vs. Lundin, 98 Wash 516
"Personal liberty largely consists of the Right of locomotion -- to go where and when one pleases -- only so far restrained as the Rights of others may make it necessary for the welfare of all other citizens. The Right of the Citizen to travel upon the public highways and to transport his property thereon, by horse drawn carriage, wagon, or automobile, is not a mere privilege which may be permitted or prohibited at will, but the common Right which he has under his Right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Under this Constitutional guarantee one may, therefore, under normal conditions, travel at his inclination along the public highways or in public places, and while conducting himself in an orderly and decent manner, neither interfering with nor disturbing another's Rights, he will be protected, not only in his person, but in his safe conduct."
II Am.Jur. (1st) Constitutional Law, Sect. 329, p.1135
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