Recent Complaints And Why I Write

A couple of days ago a YouTuber named Prepper Princess made a video about me that was very critical. As far as I could tell, of the 1,500 comments that her video received so far, about 80% of the commentors were siding with Prepper Princess. This is not too surprising, it is her YouTube channel.

So far, of the 20,000 views that Prepper Princess’s video received, it looks like about 6,000 of these viewers came to look at my blog website, because this is the amount of extra views that I received in the past couple of days.

However, what this means, is that only 30% of Prepper Princess’s viewers even bothered to check to see if I was stalking, harassing, and threatening her as she says. 70% of Prepper Princess’s viewers just took her word for it, without questioning whether there was any evidence.

As for my blog website, over the past five years I have written a little over 800 articles. The amount of complaint comments that I received has been less than 1%, it has been 0.2 % . If you take into account that my complainers leave two or three complaint comments, the number of readers who complain about my blog website articles is 0.1% .

Approximately 300 of the negative comments regarding me that were submitted to the Prepper Princess video were insulting and threatening towards me. This was annoying because like I just got done explaining, 70% of the Prepper Princess video viewers did not even go look at my blog website article to see if I was in fact stalking, harassing, or threatening Prepper Princess.

Prepper Princess, and the angry threatening commentors chose to focus on the blog post articles that I have written about women. I estimate that over the past five years, 10%-15% of my blog post articles have been about women. Most of the time I write about other things.

It is frustrating and disappointing that angry commentors would dwell on the blog post articles about women, and they don’t even know why I have written these blog post articles at all, though I have explained it more than a hundred times. For probably the 150th time, here goes:

There is a shortage of women in western North Dakota. The ratio of men to women in Dickinson is currently about 3:1. In areas like Watford City or Williston, the ratio of men to women is currently about 5:1, maybe even higher than this.

There is a scarcity of attractive women in western North Dakota. The women who are here, have taken advantage of the shortage of women. Because of the shortage of women here, the women who are here are overweight, unkempt, sloven, slopily dressed, hostile, mean, and unfriendly.

I have explained nearly fifty times, that the only way that a person in western North Dakota is going to see an attractive or normal looking woman, is to find some nice looking woman on the internet, on a site such as EscortOfItaly.com, Chaturbate, or YouTube.

For commentors living elsewhere in the United States, they have not paid any attention to my explanation of why I am writing about women elsewhere, because there are practically none here, except for the Jack-O’-Lantern women.

It would be like commentors complaining that an author kept writing about female deer over and over again, like he was obsessed with female deer. It would not make any sense to them, unless the readers knew that the author was a male deer.

Just like my “About” page for my blog website says, I began writing this blog so that readers from out of state could learn about Dickinson, so that people who had been here for a short while could see that they were not alone in trying to figure Dickinson out, and so that the local people here could see what other people felt and experienced in Dickinson.

Now that I write this, it makes me angry that the recent complaining commentors to my blog website are totally ignorant to the purpose and circumstances of the experiences that I am writing about.

From 2007-2014, there were probably about 250,000 workers from out of state who were lured to western North Dakota by widely publicized claims that everyone here was making $100,000 per year due to the oil boom. To get an idea of how extreme this influx of workers is, the entire population of the state of North Dakota is less than 800,000 people.

Not only did the majority of people working in western North Dakota not make $100,000 per year, tens of thousands of workers were forced to sleep in their vehicles in places like Walmart parking lots, truck stops, recreational parks, and industrial parks. In North Dakota, September through May, nine months of the year, it gets very cold at night.

Me personally, when I first came to Dickinson to work, I spent May-November of 2011 sleeping in a $500 truck bed camper on the back of my Dodge truck. Then, May-November of 2013, I spent sleeping in a 7’x14′ utility trailer. That was where I slept, my after work waking hours were spent in restaurants, bars, truck stops, and laundromats. Remember, at that time the rents in western North Dakota were higher than in San Francisco and NYC.

2014-2016, I lived as a renter in Dickinson in the home of a curmudgeonly older local resident. 2017-2019 when rents finally came down in Dickinson, I was able to rent a 2br/1ba apartment in downtown Dickinson, but crime was very bad.

Finally, in May of 2020 I was able to buy a small home. This home is not 640 square feet as Prepper Princess described in her derogatory video about me. The basement, which is probably the original footprint of this home, the basement is about 600 square feet, the main floor is about 800 square feet, so the total living area is about 1,400 square feet. The yard is 100’x150′.

So if anyone had been following my blog website from the beginning, or made an attempt to see what my blog website was about, they would have known that myself and tens of thousands of out of state workers started out by sleeping in our vehicles for nearly a year at a time. Then transitioned into housing that was undesirable, unpleasant, and overpriced. Ever heard the word “man-camp”?

After all of the really horrible, unpleasant, unsafe, dangerous, hostile working conditions and living conditions here in western North Dakota, I was finally able to pay for all at once and move into a 1,400 sq.ft. home on a large lot. But none of this would mean anything to the dumb fuck commentors who never worked in the oil field when it was -40 degrees Fahrenheit outside, and went home to sleep in a freezing vehicle or camper.

A Very Strange Email That I Never Read About A Girl That I Like

A couple of years ago I met a very friendly, funny, attractive young lady working at a business in Dickinson, North Dakota. Just seeing her and being around her made me feel so much better. I regretted very much that I had not met her sooner. She had been in Dickinson for years without me meeting or seeing her before.

Of course I wrote a blog post article about her. Several months after I wrote the blog post article about her, she saw it while she away at college. She sent me a kind of curt reply in response to the article, which wasn’t so friendly.

Unlike all of the other women that I have ever written about, she was the only one that I ever contacted to ask if I could see her again. This was just before Christmas of 2019. She ignored me, but I am sure that she showed my email to some of her friends so that they could all laugh and make fun.

It is very common for women of all ages to shriek at me, saying that I have no business trying to become involved with young women. Oh, I completely disagree. Young women who have not outwardly turned mean yet, they are the only ones that I look forward to seeing.

Yesterday I was going through an email account that I do not use very often, when I saw an email from January of this year, that I had never seen or read. It was from a foreign man who I will call “Adam”, and it was about this young lady that I have been talking about so far in this blog post.

Adam was a few years older than me, and he was very enthusiastically saying that he felt exactly the same way as I did about her. You will not believe the rest of his email. In the case of this particular young lady, I honestly think that there is a 50% chance that Adam’s story is true, and an equal 50% chance that someone is pranking me.

I swear that I did not make this up:

“Hello dickinson58601, 

I came across your blog while looking for new blogs to follow and this entry lit up a youthful part of my otherwise aging body. 

I know the girl you blog about in this entry. I met her at (redacted), the one in Dickinson (I live in Taylor) and we spoke for a few minutes while her shift was ending. I knew she was special when she spoke; her voice and youthful glow, I’m sure you felt the same feeling. That rejuvenating passion only a young woman holds. God is good isn’t he, and he spent extra time with her.

I returned in a week’s time thinking she’d left for college, but “Aphrodite” (as I call her) was there and we had a chance to speak for a long unforgettable time. She told me about college, her promiscuous deeds, and the boys she liked. There was a list! What a popular girl. 

We ended up speaking for an hour or so before we made our way to the Brickhouse on main st. and had a night to remember. I ate steak and potatoes and she had a salad and plenty of bread! We kept laughing together, I shared stories of my old loves and soon we found ourselves agreeing on spending the night together. 

I can’t explain the beauty of her youth. Her fair skin was ecstasy when touched, her voice expelling passion as I explored virgin land, her back arching as I showed her all I knew. It was like riding a bike, she needed my help. She was passionate and fun with me. My bed became ours for the night.

 We still talk and share. I would love to share stories and even photos of us if you would enjoy those.

Let me know, 

your friend. “

What do you make of that? Even if this story is made up, what “Adam” wrote is how I felt about her too. And I wouldn’t put this past her, this is what she seemed like to me, it’s possible that this happened.

I think one of the reasons why women of all ages shriek at me for trying to become involved with younger women, is they know that younger women will do it.

I Don’t Like Dogs, But I Will Probably Have To Get A Dog

When I was growing up, my family had about four Chinese Pug dogs, one English Bulldog, a white German Shepherd, a Terrier Hound, and several Pit Bull dogs.

All of the dogs were allowed in and out of the house as they pleased, the house screen door was always broken and hanging open.  I wrote in previous blog post articles that the door hanging open allowed opossums, squirrels, bats, snakes, and mice inside of the house.

The dogs were allowed on the sofa, chairs, benches, in everyone’s bedroom, and on everyone’s bed.  My mother was not into cleaning, the house stank, animal hair was everywhere, and it was dirty.  The Black maids that my parents hired didn’t work for us very long.  Looking back on this, why would anyone not become exasperated trying to clean some place like this?

When I became a teenager, I became sick and tired of how dirty the house was.  All on my own, I would sometimes scrub all the filthy stained white baseboards, white window trim, dark red wallpaper, door frames, door trim, door handles, paint the light colored porch railing and pickets, and paint the dark blue porch boards.  Everything was so filthy and disgusting, I couldn’t take it anymore.  And, it was embarrassing.

I never, ever wanted to live someplace like that again.  I hated the urine and shit stench smell from the yard that surrounded the house.  I hate it when I go to visit other people at their house, and there is that urine and shit stench smell from a dog in their yard.

I don’t like dogs, I don’t want a dog, so why would I get a dog now?

During the last several months, on again and off again, I have had people complaining about my blog post articles, some of them becoming quite incensed, to where they attempted to publish my name, photograph, and address.

I do not care, and these people do not care if my name, photograph, and address is published, what they actually want is to cause other people to come to my home and try to harm me and my property.  They don’t want to do it, they are not going to do it, they want to try to persuade other people to do it for them.

I do have security cameras installed which record my property continuously, and I do have motion detectors on my property which are programmed to zones on an alarm box.  But I am not always going to be home.

I am probably going to run a 1/4″ diameter steel cable along the ground from the back of my property to the front of my property to act as a runner for a dog chain.  The dog chain I will make about 20′ length, I believe.

For legal liability reasons, I will have to post “No Trespassing” and “Beware Of The Dog” signs at every entry point to my yard.  Then I can try to find a large, mean, aggressive dog.

The City Animal Shelter is probably not going to have any mean aggressive dogs available for adoption.  I believe and have been told that when they receive a dog like this, they classify them as un-adoptable, and euthanize them almost immediately.

I am not looking for any pure-bred dog necessarily, probably not a Doberman or German Shepherd.  Something like a mix-breed Rottweiler or a mix-breed Mastiff.

I can not be friendly with this dog, and I can not allow other people to be friendly with this dog.  This dog must distrust people, and respond to people with unwavering aggression.

The type of people that the complainers to my blog post articles hope to incite to do violence or property damage, are feeble-minded idiot criminals who will not even think to read my blog post articles for themselves, but will take someone else’s accusations as fact, and giving them the right somehow in their idiot minds to go commit crimes.

So I have to go acquire some poor dog, who will never receive any love or affection from me or anyone else, who will be chained outside all day, every day when it is -50 degrees outside this winter in North Dakota.  It’s not coming inside, I don’t like dogs.

Sure, the naer-do-wells will probably put some broken glass or poison in ground beef and toss it to my guard dog.  That will be funny, won’t it?  I won’t care, I don’t like dogs, I’ll just go get another dog.  And if someone ever gets past my guard dog, the dog’s punishment will be a bullet through the top of its head.  The dog had one job to do, that was the only use I had for the dog, if it can’t do its job, it’s done.

See, you fucking scheming women thought that you were going to make me miserable.  I am not going to be bothered.  But whatever poor dog that gets chained up in my yard from now on is going to have a miserable, painful, short life because of what you have caused.

Suspiciously Good Videos Of Hannah Lee Duggan Sewing

In these very last days of my life, living in Dickinson, I had become resigned to the fact that I would likely experience nothing but the Jack-O’-Lantern women of North Dakota for the remainder of the time that I have left.  Hideous, menacing, monsters.

I am trying to withdraw from, ignore, and pay no attention to the ugliness that actually surrounds me, and create my own imaginary World, probably like people who are incarcerated for life in prison, with no hope of ever getting out.  The same as living in Dickinson, North Dakota.

On the internet, sometimes I look at the website Chaturbate.com, which shows hundreds of live nude cam models.  I look at the screenshot of what each model is doing, and I pick the one that seems interesting or attractive.  Some of the most interesting models, they don’t undress at all, they are entertaining enough to be good company, one of them is named “Nura” a.k.a. 8a8y’s  https://chaturbate.com/8a8y/ .

But Nura is not always on, and she never takes all of her clothes off.  For me, the model which takes her clothes off, and shows what she looks like all over, without fake acting or being difficult, is JennyCutey  https://chaturbate.com/jennycutey/ .  JennyCutey never complains or acts difficult, she has a very easy-going pleasant disposition.

But sometimes neither Nura nor JennyCutey is on, so what now?  Most of the other Chaturbate models have chosen to put on some kind of act, rather than be themselves, and their poor, unconvincing acting, comes across as phony, fake, and irritating.

Instead, I have started watching Hannah Lee Duggan sewing videos.  The reason why, is that Hannah is attractive, she has a likable disposition, she shows intelligence, creativity, and ingenuity, the clothes that she makes turn out well, and she models these clothes:

I enjoy watching Hannah so much, the steps that she takes to make her own clothes, and her clothes turn out so well with her modelling them, that I can easily watch the entire twenty minute sewing video.

The first time that I had watched a Hannah Lee Duggan sewing video, I thought that she was possibly an introverted hillbilly nut-case, with the denim overalls that she was wearing, her large eyeglasses, and the fact that she was making clothes out of curtains that she had bought at a thrift store.  I read or saw that she lived in Minnesota, and I thought, that figures.

I would have been much happier if I had continued to believe that she was an introverted, nutty, country mouse, that way in my mind I would have had a chance of tricking her, taking advantage of her, or seducing her, but no such luck.

Here is a short biography that she gives of herself https://www.hannahleeduggan.com/about-me

“I’m currently living in a van.

If you couldn’t tell by that, I’m a bit of a nomad. To get a feel for who I am and how I got here this is a spark-notes, wild ride of a time that has been my life up to now;

When I turned 18 in 2012, I hopped on a cruise ship working as a stewardess, where I got to sail around the New England Islands, the Hudson River, and the Florida Coast. 95 hour work weeks, dead tired all the time, and probably have back aches that will last the rest of my life from this, but met some great people and learned a lot about working hard and still somehow finding the time to enjoy where you are.

I then moved to Oakland, CA (for literally no reason, other than I had a friend that had space for a roommate on the fold out couch.) Worked a bit, played a bit. Made a day trip to Los Angeles and decided to move there after six months of living in Northern California.

Lived in downtown LA (two blocks from Skid Row, (3/10 only recommend if you’re looking for character growth or are as broke as I was) where I picked up modeling jobs and did background acting (catch me in Grey’s Anatomy S12:E4 for about a millisecond). Managed to find the time – and money?? to get to Europe and travel around for a month (but apparently not enough for a diff apartment). Started in Paris, met a friend in a small town 20 miles outside of Rome, hitchhiked with some Canadian guys up through Venice, and got dropped in Zurich – which is increDIBLY expensive by the way – then slept on a friend’s dorm room floor for a week in England before returning to Paris, coming down with a 103F fever, and heading back to LA with $6 in my bank account.

When I could no longer afford LA (who can?) I moved home and enrolled at the University of Minnesota, going in and out every other semester, traveling, working and paying off debts in between classes. Still, to this day my academic advisor doesn’t know what to do with me.

Between semesters (and sometimes mid-semester) I traveled to Hawaii, road tripped from New York to LA, spent two weeks in Costa Rica, danced around Colombia, and last minute tripped to Ireland and London. Most of these trips were spent in hostels/alone/with barely any money.

Summer of 2017 I was sent to Hong Kong on a three month modeling contract. I knew no-one, lived in a flat the size of a bread box, and sweat my butt off in the humidity. The first week I spent alone and miserable, missing home like crazy. By the end of the second week I’d met a million new people, been to clubs until 7am, spent the day on a yacht and found some gorgeous waterfall hikes. By the end of the three months I didn’t want to leave, I’d met so many good friends, and had so many incredible experiences. Hong Kong felt like home.

By January 3rd, 2018 I was on my way back to Hong Kong, this time with my sister in tow. We spent about a week there, getting into all sorts of mischief, before heading to Sri Lanka for a little under a month, and then to Egypt, where we met some really lovely people and went diving in the Red Sea.

Got back from the trip itching to leave again, this time with no ties to Minnesota, where it’s so easy to fall into a comfort zone with family and friends and familiar places.

April 26, 2018, after hours and days scrolling Craigslist, I drove an hour out of the cities, to Litchfield, MN to buy my 2001 Ford Econoline Van. I sold most of my things, and put the rest in storage, meanwhile working and sweating and cursing at this van as I hacked my way through gutting it, insulating it, putting walls up, and trying to figure out how to get electric working.

So here I am now, living in a van, and answering everyone’s questions about where I go to the bathroom or take a shower, you know, the normal questions.”

I am less happy knowing the truth about who she actually is.  But I still do not think that I have the complete picture.  Because of what I have seen in some of her other YouTube videos that she makes, I am suspicious, there is something else going on that I don’t know.  I will try to find out.

The Mistake That Women Make In Assessing Their Boyfriend’s Earning Potential

I have been wanting to write this particular blog post article for a long time.  Every time I see a woman whose life has been ruined by the man she chose to be with, I wanted to write about this so that other women do not make this same mistake.

I ask myself, how could she have been so fucking stupid, what the hell was she thinking?  What it comes down to, is that All women make the same mistake in assessing their boyfriend’s earning potential.  They overlook or are oblivious to his largest faults.

As I wrote in my previous blog post article yesterday, young women in high school or just out of high school do not have enough real-world experience to be a good judge of who to have children with.  Young women, and even older women, are attracted to young men with a great deal of energy, enthusiasm, and confidence, in spite of the fact that he is an idiot.

I explained yesterday that in the states of UT, ID, MT, ND, SD, and WY energetic, enthusiastic, confident young men can get a job performing farm labor, construction labor, or oil field labor for roughly $15 per hour during the Spring, Summer, and Fall months.  With overtime, this $3,000 per month that these young men can earn is enough to pay for an apartment and the bills for a young couple just out of high school.

Young women make the mistake of thinking that it is O.K. to go ahead and get pregnant because they are making enough money to pay all of their bills.  These young women do not realize that when the economy begins a downturn, the construction boom is over, or the oil boom is over, these $15 per hour unskilled-labor jobs will be the first to disappear.

These young women are unprepared for this.  Not only did they expect their boyfriend to keep his job, they expected him to eventually get a raise, become a foreman, then become a superintendent.  In fact, they kind of planned on this, that’s why they went ahead and got pregnant.

The truth is, that even if the the economy had not gone bad, the construction boom had not ended, or the oil boom had not ended, their boyfriend would not have kept his job, been promoted to foreman, or become a superintendent.

Only about 20% of workers will ever become a foreman, that’s 20 out of 100 workers.  You take those 20 workers who made it to foreman, and about 5 of those will ever be a superintendent.  That means that only 5% of workers will ever become a superintendent.

It should be understood without having to explain it, that only the most intelligent, competent, reliable, and responsible workers will be promoted to foremen.  What these young women had failed to consider, the fact that their boyfriend runs around like a hyper-active attention-deficit-disorder hunting dog that has just been let out of its cage, this is not what employers are looking for in a foreman.

This ADHD behavior will actually cause their young boyfriend to top out at $15-$17 per hour within a couple of years, and then it will be all down hill from there, because no one will want him around anymore.

For ease of explanation, I want to elaborate by using a young ADHD idiot named “Tyler”.

Young Tyler, with a great deal of energy, enthusiasm, and confidence, he is good at carrying things in the middle of a construction site where he can’t do much damage.  He is good at digging trenches all day.  He is good at running a compactor all day.  He is good at carrying and placing concrete forms.

As time goes by, Tyler’s employer might give him the chance to load the truck in the morning, hook up the trailer, drive the truck and trailer, to see if Tyler can handle that by himself.  Did Tyler load all of the equipment, materials, tools, fuel, and water that they would need that day?

Within six months or a year, Tyler’s employer might see if he can start work in the morning on his own.  Did Tyler know what they are supposed to do, can he read the job site plans, can he correctly measure and lay out the work, can he perform the work on his own?

If Tyler, though he is energetic, enthusiastic, and confident, if he arrives at the job site without the equipment, material, tools, fuel, water that he needs, damages the truck or trailer, ruins the work material, builds in the wrong location, can’t get started on his own, the employer makes the decision that all Tyler is good for is labor under direct supervision.

However, once Tyler has been given the chance to do things on his own after working for a year, and has failed, and been kept doing only supervised labor, he is now dissatisfied, resentful, or doesn’t understand, and now he becomes a problem.  He sporadically tries to take control of tasks or jobs, and ends up leading others in the wrong direction, making mistakes, and ruining work.

The employer gave Tyler a chance to demonstrate his ability, he damaged equipment, ruined material, couldn’t read the site plans, built in the wrong place, so the employer just wants to use him as supervised labor.  Meanwhile, as younger and newer workers are showing their capabilities, Tyler interferes with them in their job, because Tyler does not want these newer workers to surpass him.

At this point, someone like Tyler, who has been a laborer for several years, who has demonstrated that he can’t advance beyond direct supervised labor, because of a lack of intelligence, focus, or being unable to think things through, if he is now discontented being just a laborer, and constantly causes problems, makes mistakes, interferes with other workers, employers do not want someone like this around anymore.

The young high school girl, or even some older woman, thought that they could count on Tyler working in construction or the oil field and making at least $15-$17 per hour.  However, once a young man has worked for several years, demonstrated that he can only work as direct supervised labor, and he thinks that he should be in a higher position, employers do not want this kind of person around at all, when they could just hire a younger person with more potential who does what they are told.

The Mistake That Lower Class And Lower Middle Class Women Make In Mating

One of the biggest mistakes that Lower Class and Lower Middle Class women make in mating, is mating too soon.  While still in high school, or just out of high school they begin having children before they know what they are doing.

If these women would wait until they were in their mid-twenties to begin having children, they would be better informed on whether this was the right decision at the moment based on their circumstances, and they would be a much better judge of who should father their children.

Overall, the biggest mistake that Lower Class and Lower Middle Class women make in mating, is selecting the wrong man to have children with.  Unfortunately this decision is made with the mind of a high school girl, not an adult woman with experience and knowledge about the World.

One of the reasons why Lower Class and Lower Middle Class women are so susceptible to mating early, is that they usually have no expectation of going to college after high school, and one of the only ways that they can see themselves getting out of their parent’s household after graduation is by hooking up with some guy.

Especially in the mid-western states like Utah, Idaho, Montana, North Dakota, South Dakota, and Wyoming where there is not a lot going on, it is an attractive option to young Lower Class and Lower Middle Class women to get out of their parent’s house by shacking up with some guy, and getting pregnant right out of high school.

The reason why this is such a huge mistake, is that young Lower Class and Lower Middle Class women pick idiots to mate with while they are in high school and do not know any better.

In high school, energetic, enthusiastic, entertaining, over-confident boys are attractive to high school girls, even though these boys may be idiots or extremely stupid.  At this time, these young men and women are not currently suffering any ill-effects of these young men being stupid, because they are not yet having to earn their own money in order to survive.

It is important to note, that in high school and right out of high school, energetic, enthusiastic, over-confident boys who may be idiots or stupid can currently earn roughly $15 per hour performing farm work, performing construction labor, or performing oil field labor.  Their ability to earn $500-$800 per week during the summer months and purchase a nice vehicle while still in high school indicates to high school girls that they are a winner.

These young men in the mid-western states like UT, ID, MT, ND, SD, and WY earning $3,000 per month through the Spring, Summer, and Fall months performing labor, is enough money for a young couple just out of high school to be able to afford a place to rent and pay their bills.  This leads young women to mistakenly believe that it is O.K. to begin having children, because they do not know what is going to happen.  They have not lived long enough as an adult to know the nature of their mate’s employment.

Young men can earn good money performing construction labor when there is a construction boom, and oil field labor when there is an oil boom, but they are some of the first people to be let go as the boom comes to an end.  From what I have seen in my lifetime, both a construction boom, and an oil boom, lasts about seven years.

If a young man is entering his late teen years during the middle of a construction boom or an oil boom, he can make good money performing labor for possibly the next three to four years.  This can mean that he is making good money in the summer when he is 17-18 and still in high school, and 19-20 years old when he and his girlfriend are renting an apartment and she becomes pregnant.

But when this young man becomes 21 years old, the construction boom or the oil boom will likely be over, they don’t last forever.  60-80% of the young men performing labor will lose their good employment when the boom is over.  Pretty soon it will become apparent that this young man is not going to find any employment that pays $3,000 per month, or any employment at all.

The young 21 year old Lower Class or Lower Middle Class new mother will not be prepared for what has happened.  This young couple will no longer be able to pay for their apartment and pay their bills, especially because neither of them saved any money.  The angry young mother will likely turn to Social Services who will be more than happy to assist her in legally obtaining an order of child support, as long as the father is not present in the household.

In order to not make this blog post article too long, for now I will skip elaborating on another key problem with young Lower Class and Lower Middle Class women assessing a potential mate.  They always make the mistake of assessing their boyfriend’s future earning potential by extrapolating what he is currently making as a construction laborer or oil field laborer, into what he will be making as he advances into higher positions.  They are not taking into account that their boyfriend is an idiot or stupid, and not only will he not advance into higher positions, he will not even keep his current level of employment.

More Than 9 Out Of 10 Women Think They Are Smart

More than 9 out of 10 women think that they are smart.  About 95% of women think that they are smart.  This is one of the reasons why there are so many problems in the World, especially in the United States.

When you have people managing things, deciding things, voting, and raising children, who are stupid, and they don’t know it, this causes all kinds of problems.

Please stop and think about this, have you ever met a woman who didn’t think that she was smart?  They all do.  Even when they have driven into a utility pole, a ditch, or off the side of a cliff, they think that they are smart.  Even when they are on welfare with three kids fathered by three different men who are currently unemployed or in prison, they think that they are smart.

The most brilliant, knowledgeable, and ingenious people on Earth, are young women ages 15-25, because they know absolutely everything already and are smarter than everyone else.  It’s no use telling them anything or giving them any instructions, because they aren’t going to listen or pay attention to what you are saying because they know better.

See, women have things figured out from an early age.  Their father, or the government, is supposed to pay for them until they are like 18, or 30 years old.  Then, if they get married, their husband is supposed to pay for everything, forever, even if they get divorced a few years later, he still has to pay for everything.

Also, women should have the same jobs as men, be able to serve in the military, get paid the same as men, and be able to keep their job while on maternity leave.  Except if they are in the military during a conflict, then if they get pregnant they want out of the military.

Women are strong and independent.  They don’t want to be sexualized, unless they can get something from being sexualized or gain some advantage from being sexually appealing, such as getting out of trouble, getting a job, working as a model, actress, newscaster, entertainer, stripper, or prostitute.  Then, at a later date after having used their sexuality to gain an advantage, they can go back and initiate a lawsuit for being sexually harassed.

Yes, women definitely don’t want to be sexualized.  That’s why they get breast implants, wear high heels, wear low-cut blouses revealing their breasts, wear tight-fitting jeans, short cut-off shorts,  buy lingerie and Bikinis, model naked in magazines, and enter beauty pageants.  No sexualization for them!

Women are so creative and intelligent, they have found a new outlet for their ingenuity, making YouTube videos where they try to get people’s attention by showing off their breasts, asses, up-skirt, and up-shorts.  Often times, when they have received thousands of views to their YouTube videos where they have exposed themselves in order to get attention, they complain that men are looking at them, and they are now an innocent victim who was merely minding her own business.  Brilliant!

See how smart women are.  They get breast implants, wear low-cut breast-revealing tops, short skirts, and high heels, in order to get people, especially men to pay attention to them.  Next, they complain that they are victims, men are looking at them, and sexualizing them.  Someone please help them!  With money, or a vehicle, or both.

A Reader Asked Why Don’t I Leave Dickinson North Dakota

A couple of weeks ago I wrote a blog post article that described a bad experience that I had with a local bank in Dickinson, North Dakota.  This was the third time that I had had problems with this local bank.  This was the third time that I had written a blog post article complaining about this local bank.

When I write blog post articles criticizing things that happen in Dickinson, often times I receive comments from North Dakota readers disputing that anything wrong, unjust, or unfair happened.  When I get comments like this, it’s like the same incident happening all over again, because another person can’t see that they are in the wrong, and it also demonstrates even more clearly that North Dakotans do not know U.S. law, or what normal behavior is.

Inevitably, when I explain things that happen in Dickinson, North Dakota that are bad, I get comments from North Dakota readers saying, “Why don’t you just leave?”  One answer is, why should I leave, why don’t you North Dakotans start acting right, that would be a better solution for everyone.

I will give two examples of what I mean.  I wrote a blog post article about some undercover Police Officers in Dickinson asking to play a game of pool with me at a bar in 2011.  Before long, they were asking me again and again where they could buy drugs.  I am not, nor have I ever been, a drug user or a drug dealer.  I have never been charged with any crime.

There are all kinds of local people in Dickinson who are known, repeat offender drug users and dealers, who get arrested again and again, and are never kept in jail or sent to prison.  However, me not being from Dickinson, and having no involvement whatsoever in drug use or drug dealing, the Police were trying to set me up as being a drug dealer.

Prior to me moving to Dickinson, I had received an academic merit scholarship to go to college, I graduated with a degree in engineering , I had worked as an engineer and been successful in other occupations, and I had never been in any trouble.  But the Dickinson people wanted to try to ruin my life because they have this perverse hatred for people from somewhere else, especially educated people.

The second example I will give, is about a small young man from Nepal, who came to Dickinson to work his way through college to become an accountant.  After working in convenience stores and assisted living facilities while attending Dickinson State University, he graduated with a degree in accounting and he got a good job after graduation.

Once this young man was out of school and had a good job, he was lonely and tried to meet women.  There is a great shortage of women in Dickinson for a number of reasons, this is well known.  He eventually began searching dating sites and elsewhere on the internet in order to find a woman to date.

The Dickinson Police placed a fake advertisement or fake profile on the internet, posing as a woman who wanted to meet a man.  The Nepalese man began communicating with this woman, and out of the blue the Police made up the fact that this fake woman was under 18 years of age.  The Nepalese man stated that he would never have a relationship with a woman under 18.

The Police persisted in contacting this man, trying different ploys to get him to meet this supposedly minor fake female.  He never did show up to meet this fake female, but the Dickinson Police arrested him anyway, and charged him with Commercial Sex Trafficking of a Minor, which carries a twenty year prison sentence.

Like me, here was this educated professional person, from somewhere else, who had never been in any trouble, and the Dickinson Police were trying to set him up, to completely ruin this man’s life.  The local Dickinson people just love this, they hate people who are from someplace else, especially educated people.

These are just two examples.  I have written nearly 1,000 blog post articles that are full of bad things happening and being done in Dickinson.  So when North Dakotans ask me why don’t I just leave, I feel like a better solution would be for North Dakotans to stop doing wrong.

My Friend Steve Isdahl’s Hunting And Bigfoot Stories

My friend Steve Isdahl who lives in Squamish British Colombia, he has been hunting Big Game animals such as Moose, Elk, Deer, Big Horn Sheep, and Bear for the past thirty years.  In that time, he has accidentally met a Bigfoot several times.

Steve has been a hunting guide for the past 20-25 years, and he began video recording his hunts and hikes more than ten years ago.  His YouTube channel “How To Hunt” was originally 100% about hunting, but several years ago Steve began to talk about Bigfoot too because he felt that it was an important subject.

Now, most of the time on the “How To Hunt” YouTube channel, Steve talks about Bigfoot, and he reads Bigfoot stories that have been sent to him by viewers.  Here is a pretty good example of Steve’s channel:

Steve has also recently published a book titled “The Day Bigfoot Became Real For Me”, which is available for sale on Amazon:  https://www.amazon.com/Day-Sasquatch-Became-Real-Me/dp/B089D3937C

Here is the link to Steve’s business Facebook page which tells more about him:  https://business.facebook.com/howtohuntoutdoorsltd/

I Didn’t Know That You Could Look At Live Nude Chat Models For Free

Ten days ago I was watching a YouTube video on the MGTOW channel “Better Bachelor”, where the host was discussing a lawsuit attempting to block the website “Thothub” from unauthorized use of porn models’ videos.

Some woman was a paid nude model on a website like “Only Fans”, and someone had illegally recorded one of her paid sessions, and uploaded this video to the website “Thothub” where people could watch this video for free.

When I tried to find the website “Thothub”, it was gone, the woman’s lawsuit was successful.  What did show up in the internet search, was an explanation by “PornDude”, that there were nineteen other websites where you could watch live nude webcam models for free.

I used the link on the “PornDude” website, which took me to the website “Chaturbate”.  I was very surprised at the “Chaturbate” website, they had at least 250 live nude chat models to choose from, to watch for free.

You could watch any one of these more than 250 live nude chat models for free, for as long as you wanted.

You could browse the thumbnail photographs of each chat model, which was actually a screen shot of what the model was currently doing.  Some of the women were currently fully dressed, some of the women were topless, and some of of the women were completely nude at the moment.

You could browse the screenshot photos, and pick the woman that you wanted or liked.  Within about a second of clicking, the video feed of that particular woman would be on your computer screen.

It was confusing to me at first, but within a few hours I got the general idea of what to expect using the Chaturbate website.  Each woman got to decide how she wanted to present herself, what she wanted to do, how much money she wanted to make, and what she was willing to do on camera for money.

Some women had decided that they didn’t want to be nude at all, they would just interact with viewers through short text messages.  Some of these attractive women who didn’t take any of their clothes off, had as many as several hundred viewers at a time.

Some women who were cold fish, with bad attitudes, who came across as unfriendly, they remained fully clothed, not because they planned to, but because they only had a few viewers at a time, and none of them would pay the model to take her clothes off.  This usually just increased the chat model’s anger, and she could go for hours without making any money.

On my first time viewing models on the website Chaturbate, one of the most successful models appeared to have made about $300-$400 in a five hour online session.  This model was about 5′-9″, 125 lbs, long dark hair, slender build, 28 years old.  You could tell from the sofa that she was sitting on, her blankets, her clothes, and the walls, that she was living in a not very nice apartment.

While she was doing her live webcam session, there was faint dance, club, or ghetto music playing in the background.  What was louder than the background music, was this model’s black boyfriend who was talking on the telephone in the background.  He was carrying on never-ending phone conversations, and having people stop by the apartment, while his girlfriend was being a live nude cam model in the living room.

This whole scene, was like watching an evening at a black drug dealer’s house, with his crazy, good looking white drug addict girlfriend acting like a nymphomaniac over on the sofa, while he just went about his business and ignored her, because it’s this same old thing with crazy naked white girls every day.

To explain how this particular model was successful, she had posted that her “goal” was 200 tokens.  She had an itemized list of how many tokens for each act, it went something like this:  take off top (20), take off bottom (40), slap ass (50), show ass (100), show vagina (200).  Because of this particular model’s care-free uninhibited attitude, she maintained at least 600 viewers throughout the night, and she reached her 200 token goal every five to ten minutes, over and over again.

I looked up how much these tokens cost.  Each token costs the viewer about 10-12 cents to purchase.  When the model receives these tokens as tips from her viewers, she can redeem each token for 5 cents.

In terms of money, this particular model was willing to take off her top for $1, take off her bottom for $2, slap her ass for $2.50, show her ass for $5, and show her vagina for $10.  This seems like a small amount of money.  However, when you add this up, that she was being tipped $10 every five to ten minutes, she was earning more than $60 an hour by just flopping around on the sofa in her own apartment.

Here is the link to the Chaturbate website:  https://chaturbate.com/  Warning!  This site contains graphic nudity.

When you look at the Chaturbate website, because they have hundreds of live nude cam models, and there are hundreds of other websites like this one, it makes you wonder, “Do all women do this?”  I think that they probably do.  I think that all women when they go home, that this is what they do.

I think that it should probably be acceptable, if you see a woman in the grocery store that you like, at her work, or on her YouTube channel, that you could ask her what her webcam address is.

I don’t know how long the following link will be good for, because this woman is not online 24 hours per day, but here is a fairly respectable, moderate nude chat model https://chaturbate.com/douxtease/

Here is this chat model’s bio:

“First the mother of Sneaky Bastards

now the Queen of Introverted Perverts.

Night-time dancer.

Non-explicit but not non-nude.

Likes people who rock her boat and then

keep it afloat.

Compulsive buyer of expensive lingerie.

Doesn’t like to be told what to do.

Accepts tokens or Tesla stocks.

Yeehaws make her vein pop.

She daydreams about:  running on the beach with her 5 dogs,

driving on the Amalfie coast in an E-type and becoming

Tarantino’s new feet muse.”

Using the above link, if this particular chat model is offline, you can scroll down the screen and click on one of the tabs to see her photograph and bio.

Boycott Local Businesses In Dickinson North Dakota

If you feel like you are being mistreated, or have been mistreated in Dickinson, North Dakota, STOP USING LOCAL BUSINESSES.

If you feel like you have been denied good employment, been prevented from advancing, been forced to work under a local Dickinson person with less intelligence, ability, and experience, STOP USING LOCAL BUSINESSES.

If you have gone to a business in Dickinson, such as a bank, restaurant, bar, car dealer, dealership service department, property management company, or any other business, and have been disrespected, given poor service, or not treated fairly, STOP USING LOCAL BUSINESSES.

You may be stuck in the job that you are in for the time being.  You may have to continue working under someone who is incompetent a little while longer.  You may not be able to get out of Dickinson right now.  But you can stop supporting the people who are responsible for you being mistreated, being disrespected, being taken advantage of, treated unfairly, by not supporting these business owners and local families who are responsible for this.

Whether you are from Dickinson or not, there are local business owners and local families that could not care less that you are mistreated, treated unfairly, or taken advantage of.  They themselves and their family members are doing fine, they are making money, so they really don’t care.

If people in Dickinson stopped using the local businesses, and didn’t spend any money at the local businesses, this would make things not O.K. for the local business owners and the local families who try to piss on everyone else.

Here is what you can do:

  • Stop using local banks, so that the greedy unethical North Dakota owners don’t get your money.
  • Buy whatever you can at Walmart and Menards to prevent the local business owners from getting your money.
  • Order whatever you can online and have it shipped to you, to prevent local business owners from getting your money.
  • Drive to Bismarck and do your shopping so that the local business owners in Dickinson do not get your money.
  • Drive to Bismarck on the weekend and visit the restaurants, stores, and bars in Bismarck instead of spending your money in Dickinson.

The local business owner families in Dickinson, not only do they not care about you, they want to keep you down.  They want to make sure that you are charged the maximum amount possible for your housing, your rent, your car repair, the things you buy, so that you can never get ahead, and never get out of debt.

The local business owner families in Dickinson want to make sure that you are paid as little as possible, not promoted, not approved for a loan, so that you and your family can never get ahead, and so that their family members can prosper, not you.

Why would you continue to spend your money in Dickinson to support the people who mistreat you, take advantage of you, and disrespect you?

Is Dickinson North Dakota A Good Place To Live

After my experience yesterday in Dickinson, North Dakota trying to make a bank deposit, I am a changed person.  It’s like I have been nearly drowning in a lake, treading water, trying to keep my head above water, and I finally sank and my lungs became completely filled with the filthy, ignorant, inbred, backwards, ugly, hostile water, as I was submerged in Dickinson.

Or, it was like being ass-raped in prison while you were minding your own business and not expecting it, going to the local bank in Dickinson, and once again having your entire day, outlook on life, expectation in people, trust in people, expectation of normal behavior, and trust in institutions ruined.  Prison and Dickinson are the same, the same perverse, primitive, ignorant, law-less shit happens.

Let’s just face it, you are never going to be able to have an enjoyable day in Dickinson.  You are never going to be able to go to any business in Dickinson and get what you came for.  You are never going to meet any nice, enjoyable, interesting people.  You are never going to see an attractive woman in Dickinson.  You will never be left alone by the Dickinson Police, prison guards.

Every day in Dickinson, from the time that you wake up in the morning to the time that you go to bed at night, there will be fat, ugly, Jack-O-Lantern women standing outside smoking a cigarette, driving by in a Chevy Tahoe smoking a cigarette, working at every store that you go to.

Have you ever read about women who get raped, how they handle getting raped?  They say that they try to leave their body, that they are not even in their body, they are not experiencing what is being done to their body, they are not here.  That’s how you cope with living in Dickinson.

This is how I have to live in Dickinson.  You people here are so fucking stupid, ugly, inbred, ignorant, uneducated, dirty, incompetent, law-less, and backwards, that no one normal in their right mind wants to be here.

More Problems With Banks In Dickinson North Dakota

It has come to the point, that I don’t even want to name this Bank in Dickinson, North Dakota where I keep having problems.  I have already written two previous blog post articles about this Bank.

At first, when I opened an account with this local Bank in Dickinson more than three years ago, I thought that the customer service was going to be superior to the nationwide Bank, Wells Fargo, that I had become frustrated with in Dickinson.  I was wrong.

My first blog post article complaining about this local Bank in Dickinson, was that they were treating me like criminal white-trash when I was trying to open an account.  They directly said to me, “We have to perform a credit check on you, before we will allow you to open an account at our Bank.”  And when I asked if a debit card came with this checking account, they said to me, “If you get denied for your checking account, you won’t get any debit card.”

I didn’t like hearing this kind of talk.  At the time, I had accounts at three different Banks.  I had never been overdrawn on an account in my life, never missed a credit card payment, never missed a car payment, never missed a rent payment.  Why was this person at this Bank treating me like this?

The second blog post article that I wrote complaining about this local Bank, was when this same person at this Bank told me, that their Bank was not liable for forged or stolen checks.  I explained to this person that my understanding was that Banks are liable for reimbursing account holders for forged or stolen checks, otherwise, why would anyone keep money in Banks, and that this is what the FDIC insurance on Bank accounts is for.

I had to spend a lot of my own time researching Banking laws, getting down to reading about the Office Of The Comptroller Of The Currency, which regulates Banks.  Yes, Banks are legally required to reimburse account holders for “improperly paid” checks, for such things as forged and stolen checks.  Why didn’t the person at this local Bank in Dickinson, even know the Banking law?  Is this entire Bank, and the Bank owner crooked?

After this, I went and opened an account with the nationwide Bank, US Bank, in Dickinson.  I asked the lady that was opening my new account, what was her understanding of the law regarding forged or stolen checks.  She replied with almost these exact words:

“At US Bank, if you report to us that there has been a forged or stolen check drawn against your account, we require that you file a Police report immediately about this check fraud and theft.  That way, the Police can begin investigating immediately.  US Bank will then reimburse you the money that was stolen from your account.  US Bank will conduct its own investigation, in addition to the Police investigation.  If we determine that there was no involvement or wrong-doing by the account holder in this theft, this matter is closed with the account holder.”

That is exactly what I wanted to hear.  The nationwide US Bank was following U.S. Law, whereas the other local Bank in Dickinson was not.

When my father died in April of this year, I was told by the representative of his estate, that I would be getting two large checks, and one smaller check.  The first check was to close out his savings account.  The second check was to close out his investments.  The third check was to close out his checking account, which would be done after all of his final bills had been paid.

I had four different Bank accounts that I could deposit these checks in, and it sure as hell wasn’t going to be the Bank that said they were not responsible for forged and stolen checks.

When I did receive the first two checks settling the estate of my father, I called ahead to the Bank manager explaining what I had, and that I wanted to come inside the Bank to complete these deposits.  I said that I understood that there would be a seven to ten day hold on these checks.  I said to the Bank manager that I did not want any Bank teller asking me where I got these checks, what they were for, or treating these checks like they were fake checks, or stolen checks.  The Bank manager cut me off, saying, “No, no, no, no one here is going to do that to you.”

Today, I received in the mail unexpectedly, a check that was partially closing out my father’s checking account, as there were probably going to be no more bills.  This check was for a little over $10,000.  In order to spread the money out amongst my four different Bank accounts, I wanted to deposit this check into the local Bank in Dickinson that I had had bad experiences with.  This check wasn’t for that much money, there shouldn’t be any problem just making a deposit.

I had not expected to be making a Bank deposit today, so when I went to this local Dickinson Bank, I had to ask the Bank teller for a blank deposit slip.  I went over to a counter space, and completed the deposit slip for just a deposit of this one check, no money back.

I explained to the Bank teller that I had an account at this Bank, I just wanted to deposit this check, and I handed everything to her.  I wasn’t expecting any problems.

Within about one or two minutes of handing this deposit slip and check to this Bank teller, she was on the telephone beside her, saying to me, “I have to verify if funds are available.”

This was not good.  I am fifty-one years old now, a Bank teller does not need to make a phone call to determine if “funds are available” on a check that is being deposited.  I have never had this happen to me before in my life.  Either a check will clear the Bank that it is drawn upon within a period of a few days, or it won’t.  Her phone call was more to determine if this was a fraudulent, fake, or stolen check.

I was becoming angry, because this check was clearly printed with the full name of my father and “Attorney At Law”, with his address on the east coast, and it was made payable to me his son, with the exact same name and Jr.  My Bank account with this local Bank in Dickinson, has my full name, which is the same full name as my father, but I am a Jr.

The young lady Bank teller was on the phone for five minutes, but she received no response.  She asked me what this check was, and I said that it was from my father.

What I became concerned about, besides me being angry, was that this Bank teller was not very smart.  If I told her that my father had died, in her Sherlock Holmes detective mind, she would say, “Ah ha!  How could your father write this check, if he is dead?”

I would then try to explain, that my father didn’t write this check, it was the representative of his estate who wrote this check to me.  “Ah ha!” she would say, “You admit that this check has been forged!”

This young Bank teller went walking around the Bank in search of some kind of manager that could approve the deposit of this check.  I asked the nearest Bank employee if I could speak to the Bank manager, I was becoming very angry I said.

There was no Bank manager available.  The young Bank teller got back on the telephone, and I heard her say something like this check was suspicious, or that I was suspicious.  Meanwhile, the Bank lobby cleared of all employees, and I was expecting the Dickinson Police to arrive at any moment.

I looked at my cell phone, in order to retrieve the email that the representative of my father’s estate had sent to myself and my sister explaining the plans for the distribution of the estate, and the checks that he had planned to send out.

Eventually, an assistant manager was located, by the Bank employees who had evacuated the Bank lobby.  I walked back to the assistant manager’s office, and I explained to him that this transaction was just for a deposit of a check from my father.  I wasn’t trying to get any cash back, I was just making a deposit.  Your Bank teller was acting like this was a fake, fraudulent, or stolen check.

I explained that I knew that this check could take seven to ten days to clear.  I wasn’t trying to get any cash back, nor was I expecting for this money to be available.  Why was your Bank teller trying to call, supposedly to determine if “funds were available”?  You were treating this like it was a fake or stolen check, and I am very angry, and insulted.

The assistant bank manager explained that perhaps the Bank teller was trying to find a way to not have a seven to ten day hold on this check, but she should have explained that she was doing this, or explained that there would be a seven to ten day hold.

I said to the assistant Bank manager, that I shouldn’t have to explain to your Bank teller, and all of the other Bank tellers and people in your Bank lobby within in ear-shot, what this check is for, it is none of their business, but you can go ahead and read this explanation here on my phone, and I handed him my phone.

He walked back out to the Bank tellers with me, he told the Bank teller to process this deposit, it was for the estate of my father.  The check was deposited, I was handed the receipt, and I left the Bank.

I was angry and insulted, and this Bank deposit took about 20-30 minutes.

You might want to ask me, why didn’t I just explain all of this to the Bank teller in the first place?  For one thing, it is none of her business, and none of the business of everyone standing within forty feet of me who can hear.  Next, I realized that this young Bank teller was not very smart, if I had told her that my father had died, she would wonder who wrote this check and who signed it?

Then, since this Bank teller was on the path of being a detective, was she going to become a legal expert too and say, “Wait a minute, did this go through probate?”, “Wait a minute, does your father’s representative have legal power of attorney?”,  “Wait a minute, did you pay taxes on this?”

The God damn fucking problem of young Bank tellers asking questions, is that they shouldn’t be asking fucking questions!!!!  If a check is payable or processable, do it, don’t try to be a fucking detective!

Can Facebook Marketplace Be Used To Find Attractive Women

For the past several years, I had no interest whatsoever in Facebook Marketplace.  I thought that Facebook Marketplace was pathetic, and for losers.  What kind of people would waste their time advertising a pair of cut-off jean shorts for $6?

In the past, I have had problems looking at BisMan online classifieds.  I look at vehicle listings, I don’t need any more vehicles, then I drive over to Bismarck with a car trailer and buy another vehicle that I didn’t need, like a hoarder.

I have thought about going to Alcoholics Anonymous meetings, not because I am an alcoholic, but because I have an addiction about buying vehicles, I can’t stop.  Alcoholics Anonymous isn’t just for people who have an alcohol addiction, it can be for other addictions, like drug addiction, or gambling.

The problem with me going to Alcoholics Anonymous, is that once I talked about my problem, someone in the group would try to sell me a vehicle.  And the other problem, is that I would be trying to pick up vulnerable drug-addict girls in the AA group to have sex.

Recently, once I saw that there were low-low vehicle prices on Facebook Marketplace, I began looking at Facebook Marketplace five times each day, and I bought another vehicle that I didn’t need.  I keep wanting to buy more vehicles and motorcycles.

On Facebook Marketplace I was having to skip past all the ad listings for Bikinis and cut-off jean shorts for $6, and I was thinking to myself, “What kind of person would wear these extremely short-short cut-offs?  And, are they are so desperate for money that they are trying to get $6?”  Waaaaaiiiiiit………..

What kind of woman, would wear these short cut-off jean shorts, and be so desperate for money, that she would take the time to list this?  How could I be so stupid!!!???  This should have been like a big flashing neon sign for me, “Hot trashy woman, will do anything for money”.

I was thinking, how stupid am I?  Backpage online classifieds which used to have listings for escorts, has been shut down for about the past three years.  How come I didn’t pick up on this Facebook Marketplace thing of women listing tiny Bikinis and tiny cut-off shorts for $6?

I began looking through Facebook Marketplace for the most raunchy thong Bikinis and jean shorts, that I could find.  I was thinking about what I could message them, “You want $6?  What would you do for $100?  Call me.”  Don’t be naive, I know what these women are looking for, they don’t really want to waste their time on $6, they are just trying to lure men in so that they can get $100.

When I began clicking on the Bikini and jean shorts sellers’ Facebook profiles, they were mostly young mothers who had just had their second or third child.  Oh, I thought, they figure they won’t be needing these anymore.

It was funny, these women in Dickinson and Bismarck had used these Bikinis and short-shorts to attract a man, get married, entice them into getting them pregnant, and then these women figured, “I won’t be needing these anymore.”  Ha, ha.  The joke is on those poor married men fuckers who got tricked, now all they have to do is pay for everything, ha, ha.

Still, I don’t think that I am too far wrong about women who are willing to go through the trouble of photographing, listing, talking to, and meeting a buyer somewhere, for $6.  No one misses a piece off of a sliced loaf, right?

I would never allow my wife to advertise and sell anything for $6.  I think that it gives people the wrong idea.  Honey, it’s time to just let this Bikini go, just let it retire, it had a good life, it has been through enough, and seen enough, it doesn’t need to go live with someone else.  Give me that!  No!  You’re not selling this fucking thing on Facebook!

The Jack-O’-Lantern Women Of Dickinson, North Dakota

I have been feeling a little depressed for the past couple of weeks, as if there is something missing from my life.  It feels like I am missing some drive, motivation, inspiration, or purpose.  I was trying to think about what was wrong, and I realized what it was.

There is nothing to do in Dickinson, North Dakota, and I have hours upon hours of nothing to do but think and contemplate.  I realized, “Do you know, I haven’t seen an attractive woman for the past eight weeks.”

I thought about it, and thought about it, and tried to remember, the last attractive woman that I saw was eight weeks ago in a store.  There was a young lady of about 23 years, she was my height, slender build, long dark hair, and she said in a normal manner, “Can I help you, are you looking for something?”  That was the only attractive woman that I could remember seeing, and this was eight weeks ago.

It’s not like I don’t go anywhere.  I go to different grocery stores about four times per week, gas stations about four times per week, hardware stores about four times per week, fast-food restaurants twice per week, I pay some bills in-person, and I go to my job four days per week.  Yet I don’t ever see attractive women, anywhere.

This is not normal, this is what has been making me feel depressed, and even very angry sometimes.  Looking back upon my life, meeting and seeing attractive women has always been an important element of being alive.

When I was in elementary school, middle school, and high school in Florida, there were always at least two to four girls in each of my classes who were attractive and worthy of attention.  I would look forward to seeing these girls each day, what they would wear, how their hair would be, how they would act, what they might say and do.  It was a challenge and inspiration for me to come up with something to say or do that would get their attention.

When I went to college in Virginia, and later university in Florida, it was probably even more full of very attractive women.  Whether it was going to class, going to the gym, going to parties, or going to bars, it was so fun to see, meet, talk to, and try to seduce women.

As a young adult living and working in different cities in Florida, you could not help but see and interact with beautiful women, wherever you went:  Walmart, grocery stores, convenience stores, gas stations, bars, restaurants, shopping malls, hardware stores, work, government offices, post office, banks,…absolutely everywhere, every day, all day.

The existence of these beautiful women was an inspiration and motivation to me.  I tried to stay in good physical condition, have a clean and professional appearance, wear nice looking well-fitting clothes that were taken to the cleaners and pressed, have a new clean vehicle, and pay attention to all kinds of details about how things looked.  I looked forward to going shopping to buy clothes for work and for going out.

In Florida, everyone I knew, almost all people, looked forward to going out on Friday and Saturday night, to restaurants, bars, nightclubs, parties, movies, sporting events, concerts, road trips, and beach towns.  Of course, everyone would get dressed for whatever they were doing or wherever they were going.  It was fun and exciting to see and meet everyone who was out in the evening.

But let’s get back to Dickinson.  Like I have written before, Dickinson is like the movie “Deliverance”, “Planet Of The Apes”, or “The Grapes Of Wrath”.  God it makes me so fucking mad thinking about Dickinson, what it is like here.  It’s like being in a fucking God damn prison!  Ape creatures and land whales.

I thought about each of the places and everywhere that I routinely went in Dickinson, every place that I could think of, and all of the women in Dickinson looked exactly the same.  They were overweight, sloppily dressed, not groomed, with big fat misshapen heads, and unattractive faces.  They looked like Jack-o’-lanterns is what they looked like.

Jack-o’-lanterns with big fat misshapen heads and hideous faces, everywhere, all day, every day.  In Dickinson, I don’t like going to the grocery store, and I especially don’t like going to convenience stores and gas stations.  I hate going to Walmart, and I won’t go to bars.  There is no place that I like going, and there is almost no possibility or likelihood that I will see or meet any young lady or woman in Dickinson that is enjoyable.

To Understand Dickinson, You Need To Realize That It Is Not Even At The Blue-Collar Level Of People

About a year ago, I realized that one of my problems in understanding people in Dickinson, North Dakota, their actions, behavior, beliefs, and habits, is that the people here aren’t even at the Blue-Collar level.

White-Collar people perform work that is clerical, administrative, or managerial.  I associate White-Collar people with those that went to college and work at a profession such as teachers, professors, accountants, lawyers, engineers, and doctors.  These people are typically in salaried positions.

Blue-Collar people are described as performing manual labor, and are typically paid an hourly wage rate.  However, I want to point out that the skilled trades that typically require vocational training or an apprenticeship such as electricians, plumbers, welders, mechanics, and heavy equipment operators are classified as Blue-Collar.

After living in Dickinson for about eight years now, I don’t usually see many White-Collar people in Dickinson.  At a store or restaurant in Dickinson, maybe 1 out of 15 people are White-Collar people, that’s about 7% of people.

But I also noticed during the past eight years of living in Dickinson, that when I am out in public, talking to people, meeting people, dealing with people, listening to what people say, watching what they do, only about 30% of the people in Dickinson are at the Blue-Collar level.

So who do I think is at the Blue-Collar level in Dickinson?  Mechanics who are able to keep their job at a car dealership service department;  Plumbers and Electricians who are able to keep their job doing residential and commercial work;  Welders who are able to stay steadily employed doing industrial work;  Pumpers who work in the oil field;  Tow truck drivers who are steadily employed and treat this as their profession.  UPS and FedEx drivers who keep their jobs.  Delivery drivers who are steadily employed and treat this as their profession.  These types of workers make up about 30% of the people in Dickinson.

But the majority of the people in Dickinson, North Dakota are not like the White-Collar workers and the Blue-Collar workers that I described above.  The majority of the people in Dickinson are what I can attempt to describe as:  Alcoholics, drug addicts, social security disability recipients, drifters, loiterers, unemployed, incompetent, criminals, low-class, white-trash, hill-billy, inbred, backwards, sleazy, slobs, naer-do-wells, liars, and con-artists.  Ask yourself, does this not constitute about 60% of the shoppers at WalMart in Dickinson?

In contrast, if you go to Menards in Dickinson, where people shop for tools, equipment, and building supplies in order to accomplish some useful work, build something, or do home improvement, haven’t you noticed that these people aren’t anywhere near as sleazy, low-class, and trashy as the people at WalMart in Dickinson?  These much less sleazy people are the 7% White-Collar and the 30% Blue-Collar people that are in Dickinson.

So what, am I just picking on people in Dickinson again?  No, I am trying to explain that you can’t understand the behavior and actions of people in Dickinson, until you realize that about 60% of the people in Dickinson are not even at the Blue-Collar level of people.

An important result of this, is how the Police in Dickinson handle crime.  When I was living in downtown Dickinson for the past three years, I experienced a great deal of theft, and attempted theft.  So did my neighbors.  When the Police finally did catch the person who stole my truck, to my surprise, they didn’t even charge him with the theft of my truck.  And, despite this thief being on parole and caught in the possession of other stolen property and drugs, he was not sent back to prison, and he only spent a couple of months in jail.

See, the Police in Dickinson can’t try to catch, jail, or imprison the people in Dickinson who steal, vandalize, use illegal drugs, or sell illegal drugs, because they would be catching, jailing, and imprisoning about half of the population of Dickinson.

Another consequence of 60% of the people in Dickinson not even being at the Blue-Collar level of people, is that if you go to a restaurant, fast-food restaurant, bar, convenience store, gas station, store, or other type of business in Dickinson, you will likely be dealing with someone who is low-class, white-trash, inbred, hill-billy, sleazy, naer-do-well, drug-addict, criminal, con-artist.

Why is Dickinson like this?  It’s a combination of several things.  The bright, talented, ambitious people who were born and grew up in Dickinson, most of them leave Dickinson after high school.  The dullard, untalented, unmotivated, drug addicts stayed in Dickinson after high school.

Then, because of the oil boom, Dickinson business people and the news media gave a Worldwide shout-out to all the unemployed and low-income people of the World to come to Dickinson, North Dakota, and they did come.  And they stayed.

Getting Bored With Swimsuit Try On Videos And Women

A few weeks ago I bought a 1980 Porsche 928 that had been stored in a garage and hadn’t been driven for the past twenty years.  I knew that these cars were difficult to work on.  There was no way that I would take this car to a Porsche mechanic, repair garage, or dealership because the hourly shop rate, amount of time, and parts cost would be astronomical.

In 2013 I had to sell my 1967 Porsche 911S, which if I had kept it, in the modified condition that it was in, it would be worth about $60,000 now.  I paid $6,500 for it in 2003.  If this car had not been modified by changing the rear hood, rear bumper, front trunk, front bumper, and wheel wells, it would be worth about $100,000 now.  The early Porsche 911 have skyrocketed in price.

The early Porsche 911 have become so scarce and so expensive now, that people have begun collecting 912, 914, 924, 944, and 928 even though these cars have been mostly unwanted from about 1990 through 2015.  It looks like Porsche 928 prices are beginning to climb now the same way that the early Porsche 911 prices did.  This is probably the main reason why I bought this 928 a few weeks ago.  Also, the particular engine in this car by itself, is worth more than I paid for the entire vehicle.

It is summer now, and on my days off from my job, I have been working on this car that I bought, whether I wanted to or not.  In a way, I feel like time spent working on this car is not wasted time, the more work that I do, the more that this car is worth.  Did I accidentally and unintentionally find a way to make money in my spare time with this hobby, is that what I did?

I made a deal or policy with myself, that I would not waste time on the internet with Facebook or YouTube during the day when I could be doing something productive.  If I wasn’t going to be working on this car, I needed to do things like clean the roof gutters on my house, fix the mortar on my brick house chimney, etc.

It started raining at about 3 p.m. today and it continued to drizzle for the remainder of the day, so I had to go inside.  I began looking at things on the internet, and before long I was watching swimsuit try-on videos on YouTube, again.  YouTube was partly to blame, because it kept putting swimsuit try-on videos at the top of my recommended videos list.

Like I wrote about in a recent previous blog post article, some of these women will surprise you.  They look plain, ordinary, and uninteresting with their clothes on, but once they take their clothes off, some of them look amazing.

At first it was funny watching and listening to these women for a few minutes while they talked about what they had gotten and were about to try on.  Some of them had plain faces, slightly unattractive faces, uninviting facial expressions, dull voices, monotonous voices, nothing interesting to say, but they made up for this after they took their clothes off.

I was chuckling to myself that most of these women were so dull to listen to, could we please just get to the point where you take your clothes off.  I thought of what it must be like to be their boyfriend, to have to ride with them places in a car, to have to go shopping with them, to be stuck somewhere with them.  I thought to myself, “Man, would this even be worth it?”

There are hundreds of women in the U.S. who upload swimsuit and lingerie try-on videos to YouTube.  It is very common to see that these women have anywhere from 15K to 75K subscribers to their YouTube channel.  But I could not believe some of the things that I began to see as I watched more of these videos.

There were women with narrow-set eyes, and wide faces, with dour facial expressions, heavy looking, wearing sweatsuits, who did not look attractive, who appeared to be the least likely people to make swimsuit try-on videos.  To my surprise, they didn’t look bad in Bikinis, but the extent of each Bikini photography consisted of one to two seconds of a frontal view only, and then they were back on the couch wearing their sweatsuit.

Myself and other commentors to these videos wrote, if you are going to make try-on videos, can you please show what you are wearing for more than one to two seconds, and can you actually model the clothing, so that we can see how it looks from the side and the back?  Also, if you are uncomfortable and embarrassed about being photographed or recorded wearing a swimsuit, why are you making these videos, just don’t make them in the first place.

Thank God for YouTube, because after a while, I didn’t care what the fuck any of these women looked like in a Bikini, I couldn’t stand to listen to the stupid shit that they were saying, they were fucking boring, and they were idiots for having their life revolve around what kind of clothing they might wear.  I didn’t care what they looked like, I don’t think that I could stand any of them for even one day.

I learned a lesson from this, even women that look incredible naked, they are so annoying and irritating, that I couldn’t take it, no way could I stand them being around.  I would much rather be mowing my lawn or working on my car, being a bachelor, than having one of these 110 lb chattering parasites around.

Update:  After I wrote this blog post article, I calmed down some, and realized what had happened.  I had unknowingly strayed away from videos of nice Skank Girls, who do not talk too much, and try to do a good job, and instead began viewing videos of women who considered themselves to be professional models, who ran their mouth in their videos instead of model clothes.

Most Of My Problems Have Come From Helping People, And More Reason Why I Hate Dickinson

Looking back on my life, most of my problems have come from me trying to help people.  During the past several years of living in Dickinson, North Dakota I have tried to remind myself many times to not help people.  However, I recently tried to help a family, and I became very angry at the result.

In May of this year I bought a house in the Dickinson area.  This house was built in about 1950 and it does need some maintenance work.  It was also a lot of work for me to get my belongings, furniture, equipment, and vehicles to this new house.

I was thinking of different types of fences and gates that I wanted to install at my new house.  Plus security cameras and motion activated yard lights so that I didn’t have to go through thefts, attempted thefts, and vandalism like I did when I was living at my apartment in downtown Dickinson.  There were many things that needed to be done at my new house.

I had lived in my 2 BR apartment in downtown Dickinson for the past three years, and it needed a thorough cleaning and some damage repair before I moved out.  With everything that I had to do, I would like to get some help.

Most of my friends and my neighbors that I am friends with, are older than me, and most of them have hip, back, knee, or hernia problems, so I only asked each of them for a very small amount of help.  I was trying to think about who else that I could get to help me with my projects.

Even for things like cleaning out roof gutters, digging fence post holes, and holding fence posts vertical while I add quickcrete around them, I didn’t want someone that I didn’t know very well or trust over at my house.  I have eight vehicles, a car trailer, an equipment trailer, motorcycles, and all kinds of tools and equipment at my house. I didn’t want an unemployed naer-do-well over at my house looking at all of my stuff and thinking about what they wanted to try to come back and get when I was at work.

The people that are able-bodied, reliable, trustworthy, competent, and skilled, they already have full-time jobs making good money.  They don’t need to waste their few days off cleaning gutters or scraping loose paint over at my house.

There was a woman that I met not long ago, who was trying to make additional money outside of her regular full-time job.  Through the past couple of months she did help me some for money, and she was appearing to be reliable and normal, not a drug addict or con-artist.  When she helped me, I paid her more than she asked for, because she was having financial difficulty.

This woman introduced me to her boyfriend, who looked to be younger than her, and he acted like a disaster.  In the future I plan on writing a blog post article about women who partner with the worst possible men, with the worst qualities, and it ruins their lives.  Why do they do this?

In this particular instance, it almost seemed as if this woman had adopted a stray animal, rather than picked a boyfriend.  I wondered what must have been going on in her mind?  Was she horny, lonely, believing that this was all that she could get or was available?  She never really did come out and say that this was her boyfriend, she just said his name, like she was too embarrassed to say the he was her boyfriend, but he piped right up to say that he was.  Whatever.

Because she knew that I had all kinds of work to do at my house, she was suggesting to me that I could hire her boyfriend to do it.  I asked her what was his trade, was he a carpenter, a painter, a roofer, a mechanic?  To which she replied, “He will do whatever you show him.”  Oh God, I thought.

Her boyfriend was nice enough, but he acted so immature, and he already was young.  Well, he was probably thirty, but he acted like he was sixteen.  He was so hyperactive and Attention Deficit Disorder acting, with high energy and enthusiasm, but no experience, skill, or probably even common sense.  I could tell that he would probably do way more damage than anything else.

I had met this woman’s elementary school aged daughter a couple of times, and seen her with her boyfriend.  Her daughter was withdrawn acting, not like she was dumb or unobservant, but like she was choosing to not communicate or interact.  I asked her how was her daughter doing in school, and she replied that her school had wanted to hold her back a grade for each of the past two years.

Sometimes when kids go through repeated traumatic events, they withdraw and don’t want to communicate, for a number of different reasons.  There is a young woman named Stephi Lee Wright that I read about, who had what is called “selective mutism” up until the age of eleven, where she wouldn’t speak to hardly anyone.  But she would draw, do artwork, and play with animals.

This family did not have internet at their house, but there was internet at this woman’s work, where her daughter sat quietly not saying anything.  I thought that her daughter would probably enjoy a tablet computer or a small laptop to draw on, play games, watch videos, look at things, and look things up.

I was thinking about getting her daughter a tablet computer or laptop computer, because a friend of mine buys computers, fixes them, then sells them.  I have bought about five tablets and laptops from him in the past, he usually charges me about $140 each.  He currently needs money, so I was going to buy a computer from him for her daughter.

I asked her if she wanted a tablet or laptop for her daughter, and she said that she did.  I went and looked at what my friend had.  He was being stingy with his tablets, but he had some small size laptops.  He would get one ready for me to take, he had some carrying cases for these.  I had an extra pair of headphones to go with it.

I didn’t want to ask this woman to do any more work for me, because she already had too much to do, with her side jobs, full-time job, child, her own housework, and her own yard work, even though I trusted her and she did a good job whatever she did.

I had seen her young boyfriend not working during the week, and going fishing.  I saw this, because they live a couple of city blocks away from me.  It kind of made me mad, that while she was at work during the day, her boyfriend was fishing.  She had explained to me that she had been having a $300-$400 shortfall of money every month.  I tried to think of something that I could pay her boyfriend to do for me, and not break anything.  I could give him a try, and then decide if he could do anything else.

I asked her if her boyfriend was currently scheduled to do work anywhere, I had some work that I could pay him to do.  I said that I had a 6’x6′ wooden shed that needed to be scraped, painted with primer, and then painted.  What I was offering to pay, was about $20-$25 per hour on this small project.  Oh no she said, “He gets $30-$40 per hour.”  I said, “What, that’s fucking crazy!”  And I walked out.

I couldn’t believe this!  This woman with a full-time job and different side jobs, she had told me that she was having a $300-$400 per month shortfall of money.  When she had asked me if I wanted to hire her boyfriend to do work, I had asked her what was his trade.  He had no trade or skill, but “Would do whatever you showed him to do.”  So why the fuck do you/he, think that he should get $30-$40 per hour for unskilled labor?  And if he gets that, why the fuck are you saying that you have a shortfall of money?

For those of you who don’t know, as a comparison, in the states of ID, UT, MT, ND, SD, WY, Union journeymen who have completed their apprenticeships in the skilled trades of electrician, welder, plumber, heavy equipment operator get paid $30-$40 per hour.  Don’t fucking argue with me on this, I work at a Union jobsite with electricians, welders, and operators, and this is what they get paid.  Union laborers get paid $23 per hour where I work.

I didn’t think that this woman was a con-artist, but now I do.  I later talked to a couple of my neighbors about this, and before I even got into my story, they said, “Is this Xxxxxxx?”  I said yes.  They said that they had been through this with him too, and that he is not allowed back to their house.

I was very disgusted and sick of people for at least a week after this.  I had begun trusting these people and trying to help them, but once again I learned my lesson to not help people.

Swedish Skank Girl, Who Probably Works At A Bank

I am going to show you a couple of YouTube videos of a Swedish Skank girl, so that you have the chance to see Skank Girls from other parts of the World.

I have not had the chance yet to write a blog post article telling you everything you need to know about Skank Girls, like I said I would in a previous blog post.  For the time being, I need to explain that Skank Girls come from underprivileged beginnings and backgrounds, they didn’t have the same opportunities and luxuries as girls from middle-class, upper-middle-class, or wealthy families.

The reason why I often state that Skank Girls work at banks, is because they do.  Starting out, bank tellers are not paid very well.  They are required to have an acceptable appearance, proper behavior, dress appropriately, follow instructions, work competently, be dependable, be trustworthy, have no criminal record, yet they are not paid very well considering these qualifications.

What kind of person accepts low pay for being highly qualified?  Skank Girls who didn’t have very much growing up, who never had anyone helping them, who never had anyone setting them up in life.  Psychologically, Skank Girls never had anyone telling them that they were smart, or pretty, or talented, so they never thought they were any of these things.

Skank Girls are used to having very little, and expecting very little out of life.  They think that they are plain, ordinary, and untalented, because everyone always treated them so.  Banks love to get their hands on Skank Girls, because even though they are fairly intelligent, competent, nice looking, and talented, they don’t know it themselves, therefore they work for low pay.

To make a distinction, low-class, trashy, and air-headed girls can work in retail, hospitality, or restaurants, but not in banking.  So Skank Girls are something different than low-class/trashy/air-headed girls.

Below is the first video of a Swedish Skank Girl that I wanted to show you.  I forgot to mention a very important point, Skank Girls often look very nice with no clothes on.  Who knew, they often just look skinny and uninteresting with their clothes on:

That was a nice video.  What’s that you say?  How do I know that she is a Skank?  For One, her name is “Mikaela”;  Two, look at her long fingernails;  Three, she didn’t have enough food to eat as a young girl, that’s why she is so naturally thin.

This young lady has approximately one hundred videos on her YouTube channel, and only one video where she is speaking in English.  Her English is very good, but she is saying that she doesn’t like speaking in English.  See, she is intelligent after all:

Here in Dickinson, North Dakota, there are nearly Zero women who look like this, and she is unreal to us.  However, in Sweden she is nothing special to look at, and she only has 25K subscribers to her YouTube channel.

Waaaaait!!  Can you people please watch this video, and tell me what is different between these people and the people here in Dickinson, North Dakota:

These are the differences that I noticed:

Everyone has all of their own teeth;  no one is smoking;  no one is spitting in a cup;  no one is overweight;  no one is ugly;  no one looks and acts like a Meth addict;  no one is a belligerent drunk;  no fighting;  everyone is nicely dressed;  everyone is in good health.

Women Are Liars And Deceivers About Everything, Especially The Exploitation Of Women

Women are liars and deceivers about everything, especially the exploitation of women.

Yesterday evening I clicked on the YouTube button on my phone to see what new videos YouTube had recommended.  One of the very first videos that was recommended was titled, “cameltoe grey”.

For those of you who don’t know, “cameltoe” is a descriptive slang reference to the impression and indentation made by a woman’s vulva in clothing that is tight-fitting, such as underwear, swimsuits, and yoga pants.

I was surprised to see that a young lady whose age was approximately 14-18, had made a video of herself wearing grey yoga pants, in order to show off her “cameltoe”.  If you watch this video that she made of herself, where she is watching her video monitor as she is recording, it is unmistakable what the purpose and focus of her video is:

From this young lady’s actions and behavior, it appears that this was her own idea, which she thinks is fun and amusing.  (At the very start of her video, she says the words “cameltoe grey”.)

One of the first things that came to my mind when I saw this video, was the news articles and media stories that arise when teenage girls are sent home from school for wearing yoga pants.  High school and middle school principals try to explain that the school has a written dress code policy about what is appropriate and inappropriate attire, sometimes specifically saying that yoga pants can only be worn underneath skirts or shorts, not uncovered.

The high school and middle school administrators try to explain that the school dress code is intended to make the school environment conducive to learning, and not full of unwanted distractions.  Sometimes, a teacher or administrator may go so far as to explain that teenage boys are very susceptible to being distracted by revealing clothing worn by the opposite sex.

The young ladies that are sent home from school for wearing yoga pants, and their mothers, claim that being a sexual distraction was the furthest thing from their minds, that this was not their intention at all, they never even thought of it.  And, that maybe the problems lies with the young boys, not their young daughters, who were merely minding their own business and not causing any problems.

The YouTube video that I have shown above, shows that young ladies do have the intention of trying to put their vagina on display by wearing yoga pants in order to get attention.

The point that I am trying to make, is that from an early age all women try to get attention by their physical appearance if they are able to do so.  The funny thing, or rather the fucked-up thing, is that women at the same time they are trying their hardest to get attention by their physical appearance with such tactics as revealing clothing, high heals, and breast implants, they will try to cry that they are victims who are being exploited or unwillingly sexualized.

Another thing that I could point out, is that in a public place, if this young lady was acting this exact same way to get people to focus on her reproductive anatomy, whether a young man, an adult man, a male teacher, or a male parent, the male could be accused of some type of inappropriate or illegal behavior on their part.  In this scenario the young lady would actually be the perpetrator and the male would be the victim, but women try to lie, pretend, and deceive that women are innocent victims.