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Why I Hope That Hurricane Ian Does As Much Damage As Possible To Florida

You people destroyed my home, so I hope that you people are destroyed.

I was very lucky to have grown up in a small town on the east coast of Florida in the 1970s. This was the last time that Florida would have any resemblance to the way that it had been since the beginning. Ocean, bays, rivers, creeks, marshes, swamps, and forests. Not condominiums, gated communities, Publix shopping centers, pavement, highways, and millions of transplanted people who know nothing, and care about nothing.

The forts, plantations, roads, and canals built by the explorers and colonists in the 1600s and 1700s did very little harm to the environment. Nor did the railroads and riverboats in the 1800s. Up until the 1950s, before the interstate highways, everyone who came and everything that was built, existed in agreement or acceptance of the surroundings, not destroy it.

In the 1970s in Florida, many small towns remained. Houses and buildings were constructed where the higher ground existed, and rivers, creeks, marshes, and swamps stayed as they were. Most structures were only one or two-stories in height, which caused there to be a canopy of oak trees covering most of the town and streets.

When I was very, very young, the people from elsewhere that had come to live in Florida were retirees. Mostly, these retirees required small simple affordable residences that fit on lots that had long been set aside for housing. And these people were for the most part content with the way things were: quiet, simple, plain, slow-paced, affordable, peaceful, quaint, picturesque.

Due to news spreading about how affordable, pleasant, and enjoyable living in Florida was, it became the number one retirement destination. However, as manufacturing began to decline in the northeastern U.S., especially in the automotive and steel industry, working-age people began moving to Florida as a way to start over.

Working-age people from the northeastern U.S., “Yankees” a.k.a. “assholes”, began moving to Florida with the intention of starting over, getting a good job, owning a nice home, having kids. But in Florida, there weren’t very many jobs, or good paying jobs, because Florida was slow-paced, not industrialized, not commercialized like the northeast U.S. Thus began some conflict with local people, and Yankees seemingly always complaining about how things were better back in New York, New Jersey, or Ohio.

Steadily, Yankees changed Florida to where it now resembles the areas that they fled from. High-rise concrete condominiums blocking out the sun on beaches. Noisy eight-lane highways everywhere like Great-Walls-Of-China. Shady oak hammocks replaced with concrete & asphalt shopping centers, strip malls, and tree-less subdivisions. Storm-water runoff polluting every river, creek, and bay.

The stupid fucking assholes that have moved to Florida in the past twenty years don’t even know or realize that they have destroyed it. It’s like a swarm of locusts, or infestation of rats, ruining everything, crawling on top of each other.

This is why I hope that Hurricane Ian destroys Florida. I am a fifth-generation Floridian who left Florida in 2001 because it had become so overcrowded and ruined. In 2008, my father and his wife who were in their 70s left the town where they had both grown up in Florida, because they could not stand how rude, nasty, and pushy the people had become with the tremendous population growth.

Yes, I want as many people, houses, buildings, and roads to be swept away, leaving behind nothing but sandy dunes.

The Nicest Vehicle For Sale In Dickinson North Dakota

On Tuesday evening I drove my 1994 Toyota Land Cruiser to the Upin Thai restaurant in Dickinson to pick up a Red Curry Chicken that I had ordered. I bought this vehicle in 2014 in Bismarck from the owner of Bearscat Bakery for $4,500. Since then, after driving and learning more about it, I have been in love with Land Cruisers.

From time-to-time I look on BisMan Classifieds for Toyota Land Cruisers for sale, and I bought two more 1992 models that were located in Bismarck, one in 2016 and the other in 2020. I even used to look for them on nationwide salvage vehicle auction websites, because they can withstand substantial front end or rear end damage and still run & drive fine.

For readers who are not familiar with Toyota Land Cruisers, the Toyota Motor Company intentionally and knowingly over-built Land Cruisers in comparison to its other vehicles which were already good quality, so that they would be trouble-free in very remote harsh environments such as Vietnam, Thailand, Afghanistan, Pakistan, India, Phillipines, Africa, Australia, South America, and the Middle East.

In almost every country on Earth, male children and adults know what Toyota Land Cruisers are, not necessarily as a status symbol, but as a way to get to or from some place that is very difficult to reach. The U.S. is likely the only country where most people do not know what a Land Cruiser is, because U.S. roads are modern and in good condition.

I was very surprised on Tuesday night, to see a 2001 Toyota Land Cruiser for sale, across the street from the Upin Thai restaurant in Dickinson, North Dakota:

The empty lot where this Toyota Land Cruiser was parked, which actually turned out to be the Lexus/Luxury version, is owned by Ray’s Auto Electric. At the end of this video, the contact phone number shown on the passenger-side window is for Ray’s Auto Electric. In 2018 I bought a 2000 Toyota 4Runner on this lot from Ray’s Auto Electric, that has been a good vehicle for me. This 4Runner had come from an auto auction needing some repair that was done by Ray’s before I got it.

The reason why I am saying that this is the nicest vehicle for sale in Dickinson right now, is because it is. Though it currently has 207K miles on it, and an asking price of $13,500, over the next ten years and 200K miles, it should only need normal maintenance like oil changes, brakes, and maybe a fuel pump. Upon further research, this 4.7 liter V8 engine does have a timing belt, not a timing chain, and it is strongly recommended that the timing belt be replaced every 90K miles.

At the end of ten years and another 200K miles, it should be worth about $5K-$10K because its body & chassis will still be solid, and its engine & transmission serviceable. ( Some 1990s Land Cruisers with over 200K miles currently sell for 60% of their original price. )

Altogether you would get a very safe, reliable, comfortable, good looking vehicle with only $8K total depreciation over ten years and 200K miles.

In comparison, a new Jeep Wrangler, Jeep Cherokee, Chevy Suburban, Ford Explorer, Ford Bronco, or a new Dodge truck would experience about $30K-$40K depreciation over ten years and 200K miles. And be more likely to require an expensive repair along the way.

Please read this much better article by someone else:. “Why I Chose A Used Lexus LX470 Versus A Brand New Ford Bronco” https://www.insidehook.com/article/vehicles/used-lexus-lx-470-review

Unwanted Sexualization!

When YouTube creator Isabel Paige uploads videos of herself bathing nude in a river, and if you are male and look at these videos, you are probably guilty of Unwanted Sexualization.

If a young woman wears tights and a sports bras at a public gym or fitness center, and if you are male and look at her, you are probably guilty of Unwanted Sexualization.

If a young woman wears a Bikini to a beach, a lake, a swimming pool, or park, and if you are male and look at her, you are probably guilty of Unwanted Sexualization.

Women will explain to you, that when women bathe nude and upload videos of them bathing nude, wear tights & sports bras to a gym, wear a Bikini to a beach, pool, or park, the last thing that women want is some man looking at them. This is Unwanted Sexualization!

Below I have included a few videos to further illustrate and clarify Unwanted Sexualization:

Here we have a young lady who has just finished swimming, she is now trying to dry herself off, and has someone videoing her drying off. Clearly, she doesn’t want any man looking at her, because if he did, he would likely be guilty of Unwanted Sexualization:

The young lady shown in the video below, who was just minding her own business at the pool while being videoed, and was asked to leave, shows us an example of Unwanted Sexualization by the property manager, the camera man, and her 1.9 million followers on TikTok!

@thealexiaskye

They kicked me out after this 🥲🤣 #fyp #fakebody

♬ toma tussi – key 💋

Even older women like Mary Burke, are the victims of Unwanted Sexualization. Why can’t you just leave Mary alone! She doesn’t want you looking at her in the videos that she made and posted on TikTok, you perverts!

If you think that women wear tights and yoga pants in order to get the attention of men, as if they want men looking at them, you’d be wrong. Women wear tights and yoga pants for utility and practicality, as shown in this video below:

@rachelfoster512

Re creating my first ever viral video😂 lets hope this one stays up 😅

♬ original sound – Rachel Foster

How Western North Dakotans Should Dress When Visiting The State Capitol In Bismarck

Western North Dakota is very sparsely populated, with very small towns separated from each other by long distances. Most of these towns have fewer than 2,000 people, with a single grocery store, if they are lucky.

Because the people are so isolated, it is hard for them to know what is going on in the rest of the World. Here are some examples of how Western North Dakotans should dress, if they should visit the State Capitol in Bismarck:

@dirkthecrook

I get my vinatge from Ebay, Etsy and a few vintage/antique dealers on Instagram. #fyp #reesesvintagepieces #overattired #boktar #crowley_vintage #richardsfabulousfinds

♬ Do I Wanna Know? – Arctic Monkeys

Videos Showing Women Staying Home, Cooking, Covering Themselves, And Behaving Correctly

Especially since the 1970s in the United States, women have sought to abandon their traditional roles that they have had for at least the past 5,000 years. Instead of being a homemaker, staying home, keeping house, cooking, taking care of children, and being a helpmate to their husbands, women have tried to do anything and everything besides these things.

Here are a few of my favorite videos of women cooking, covering themselves, and behaving correctly:

@abir.sag

شو اكثر حلو برمضان بتحبو؟ #ramadan #middleeastern #abirzkitchen #dessert

♬ Konvoy – Orheyn

An Appreciation For Hettinger North Dakota, Part IV, Final Part For Now

I believe that this four-part series of articles on Hettinger, North Dakota, is probably the most important thing that I have ever written, in terms of potentially helping other people, and changing their lives for the better.

I see that not very many people have been reading these past three articles, which in a way is disappointing, but not surprising, and probably for the best. Hettinger, with a population of about 1,100 people, can only remain essentially the same if fewer than twenty families relocate here per year.

Several hours per day, I read and watch news sources, such as the Dickinson Press; Google News; AOL News; shared news articles from Bloomberg, New York Times, Washington Post, Wall Street Journal; news and news commentary on YouTube and TikTok. Every day, throughout the day, I see news about retail theft, burglary, robbery, flash-mobs, assaults, murder, rape, gangs, drug-crime, mentally-ill people in crisis, homelessness, and vagrancy. These things are considered normal and typical in California, Seattle, Portland, Phoenix, Albuquerque, Texas, Denver, Minneapolis, Chicago, and in most states along the east coast.

In addition to news reports every day about the crime that is occurring in the west coast states, east coast states, and in all of the large cities located in the interior of the U.S., I watch videos from individuals about their own struggle with being unable to afford to buy a house, unable to pay their rent, inability to find employment, facing homelessness, being evicted, or already living in their vehicle.

After listening to people describe being the victim of crime, living in a dangerous neighborhood, struggling with high housing prices, being unable to find employment, being broke, living in their vehicle, I sometimes comment back to them that they don’t have to live like this, there are places that they can move where there is decent paying employment, combined with affordable housing, and low crime. In the many times that I have written a comment such as this to people, I have never yet received a reply asking “where”, or even acknowledging my comment that I wrote trying to help them.

In Part I of this now four-part series of articles on Hettinger, North Dakota, I wrote a list of perhaps thirty different cities that I had visited in my lifetime. I then went on to describe some of their characteristics that I observed regarding how livable they were, eventually leading up to my conclusion that I would most like to live in Hettinger if I had a choice. This would be especially true if I had a family, or was nearing retirement.

Getting back to my opening statement in this Part IV article, that I believe this is probably the most important thing that I have ever written, in terms of potentially helping other people, and potentially changing their lives for the better, I am trying to get people to see that they don’t have to live in a dangerous neighborhood, be the victim of crime, struggle with the cost of housing, work for low pay, or be forced to live in their vehicle.

The cost of living in Hettinger is 25% below the national average. The average home price is about $120K, the average income is $50K. Unemployment is 4%. The public school is within walking distance of most in-town residences, and the student-to-teacher ratio is less than 12:1.

There is one nice, clean, medium-size grocery store in Hettinger. There is one Dollar Store, one pharmacy, two gas stations, and two auto-parts stores. One centrally located, medium-size Post Office. Several banks. Several restaurants. A Runnings Farm & Fleet ranch store that sells hardware, tools, equipment, toys, firearms, animal feed, clothing, housewares, auto-parts. And there is a new medium-size regional hospital in Hettinger.

The nearest airport to Hettinger with regular commercial airline service is in Dickinson, a one-hour drive to the northwest. The next nearest is the state capitol in Bismarck, a two-hour drive to the northeast. Dickinson and Bismarck are the closest large towns to Hettinger, with populations of 25K and 75K .

Part of the reason why I have such a favorable opinion of Hettinger being a desirable place to live, is because ALL of North Dakota is very sparsely populated, but especially southwest North Dakota where Hettinger is located. The entire state of North Dakota has less than 800,000 people.

In southwest North Dakota where Hettinger is located, every 10-30 miles, there is the next town with roughly 500-1,000 people. In these small, farming community towns, robberies, burglaries, car-jacking, assaults, rapes, kidnapping, murders, are not normal at all, these crimes seldom occur. But when crimes like this do occur, most often committed by someone from out-of-state, the perpetrators are quickly caught. Had a potential criminal been around long enough, they would have come to realize that there are no large cities within a two-hour drive for them to hide in and go unnoticed.

Readers from states like Tennessee, Kentucky, Pennsylvania, Georgia, Michigan, Illinois, and others, are probably tempted to say, we’ve got the same thing here, very small towns, one after the other, where outsiders don’t go unnoticed, and there is very little crime. I want to point out, that NO, it’s not the same as North Dakota.

Take Utah as an example, with a population of just over 3 million people, even fewer people than Tennessee and Kentucky. There are 1.25 million people living in the Salt Lake City Metropolitan area. The entire population of North Dakota is less than 800,000 people. The largest town anywhere near southwest North Dakota, is two hours away, the State Capitol Bismarck with 75,000 people.

The reason why the very low overall population of North Dakota, and the widespread distribution of this small population is important, is because in addition to being unfavorable conditions for crime to occur, natural disasters and man-made disasters least affect a small population that is spread out like this, in comparison to all of the other states, with the exception of Alaska.

Some examples are: In North Dakota, you will not see several million people clogging the interstate highways at the same time trying to evacuate for a hurricane or flood; You will not see hundreds of thousands of people fleeing a region due to forest fires; You will not see water reservoirs like Lake Powell and Lake Meade that provide water for millions of people drying up; You will not see cities overrun with rioters and looters, smashing windows, setting fire to businesses, destroying parked cars, blocking passage on interstate highways. You will not see the same kind of mandated COVID testing, COVID lockdowns, COVID outbreaks, and hospitals that required mobile FEMA morgues as occurred in other states.

In a large enough natural disaster, or national emergency, take Hurricane Katrina in New Orleans for example, first responders are faced with the choice, do they come to work, or do they save themselves and their own families? In all large cities, whether it’s Los Angeles, Chicago, Atlanta, Denver, first responders such as law enforcement, firefighters, paramedics, nurses, doctors, utility workers, have to choose between going to work to save others, or packing up their own families and getting themselves and their own families to safety.

The opposite occurs in towns with populations below about 2,000 people. In a natural disaster or national emergency, the small town police, firefighters, paramedics, nurses, doctors, and utility workers, ARE protecting their own families when they come to work. Readers need to understand this completely different mindset in small towns.

The small town police are protecting their own families, plus their neighbors, their neighbors’ kids, their kids’ teachers, their minister and his family, the grocery store employees where they shop, the barber who cuts their hair, the veterinarian who treats their animals. It’s the same for the firefighters, paramedics, nurses, doctors, utility workers, this is their home, there is no other place they would want to be, they’re not going anywhere.

I will add some videos and photographs to this Part IV article within a week, but I am going to go ahead and publish this now as it is.

An Appreciation For Hettinger North Dakota, Part III, School Neighborhood

Today I travelled to Hettinger in the middle of the work week in order to photograph the residential neighborhood that surrounds the Hettinger School. The population of Hettinger is only about 1,100 people currently, so there is only one school for K-12th grades.

The school is located approximately one block east of main street, two blocks north of Mirror Lake Park, and four blocks south of Kennedy’s Grocery Store. School enrollment is 150-300 students. The student-to-teacher ratio varies between 10:1 and 12:1.

The neighborhood surrounding the Hettinger School consists of, in my estimation, 60% of houses constructed prior to 1960, 30% of houses constructed 1960-1990, and 10% of houses constructed after 1990.

Like many towns in southwest North Dakota, the town was planned and created by the railroad. I am almost certain that Hettinger was platted and deeded by the Milwaukee Road Land Company, the same railroad company as Mott, Regent, and New England. Here is the plat map of Adams County from 1917, showing the Chicago-Milwaukee-St. Paul railroad passing through the town of Hettinger http://usgwarchives.net/maps/northdakota/adams/outlineofcounty.pdf

If you use the following link, and scroll down to page 18, use the magnification icons to zoom-in on the town of Hettinger, you will see “Milwaukee Land Co.” http://usgwarchives.net/maps/northdakota/adams/28townships-1917-landowners.pdf

Even though there is quite a bit of variety in the houses in Mott, Regent, New England, and Hettinger, there is also a similarity, because the majority of the houses that were built prior to 1940 were Sears, Roebuck & Co. kit homes. There were 370 different Sears kit home designs available https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sears_Modern_Homes

Before viewing the seven videos below, I would like for readers from elsewhere in the country, to understand that the population of Hettinger is 1,100 people, the average house price is about $120,000, and the cost of living is 25% less than the U.S. average. Here are some of these statistics https://www.bestplaces.net/city/north_dakota/hettinger

In the following videos, the faint clacking noise is the sound of my motorcycle running, so that I can flee:

Just one school for Hettinger K-12

An Appreciation For Hettinger North Dakota, Part II, Downtown

In my previous blog post, I spent some time listing other cities that I have visited in my lifetime, and in comparison to each of these cities, I wrote that I would rather live in Hettinger, North Dakota. For each of these other cities, it’s not just a matter of them having higher crime, worse traffic, or more expensive housing, that causes me to say that I would rather live in Hettinger. There are bits and pieces of these other cities that I miss, that I see in Hettinger.

The pictures and videos that I included in my previous blog post, that were taken on the south side of Hettinger, I hoped to show how much open space there still is, that there has been no hurry to develop everything. What I have been looking forward to the most, is showing the houses in downtown Hettinger. It is not so much that time has passed Hettinger by, it is that Hettinger has moved at its own, slow, peaceful pace.

I like that the railroad yard is still in use in downtown Hettinger, just the same as it was 120 years ago. Many of the same buildings are there from the 1900s, 1910s, 1920s, 1930s. Unlike most other cities in the U.S., the downtown in Hettinger never became unpopular, abandoned, and allowed to decay. There never was a new “Mall”, shopping center, private community, gated community, or exclusive community that shone bright at one time, but later became outdated and undesirable.

Here are some pictures and a video of downtown, but these are all still on the south side of Hettinger:

North side of railroad yard looking south, downtown Hettinger ND

The oldest, largest trees I have ever seen in North Dakota. These trees were probably here when the railroad was built in 1900-1910

Hettinger Co-op Equity Exchange

East side of downtown Main Street looking north

East side of Main Street looking north

East side of Main Street looking south

West side of Main Street looking south

South side of Pastime Bar & Steakhouse, closed Sunday

I had driven to Hettinger this Sunday afternoon to take photographs of downtown Hettinger while most of the businesses were closed, to avoid photographing people and vehicles that might be passing by. Hettinger has a population of about 1,100 people currently, there are very few people downtown on Saturday and Sunday afternoon & evening.

However, the few people that did pass by, all had great trepidation and concern that I was photographing downtown, and had to immediately come to a stop in the street, block my photograph, then drive around the block and come back again. The women folk had to get on the phone and follow me, “I don’t know what he’s doing, he’s taking more photographs now.”

I was prepared to explain to people what I was doing, why I was taking photographs, asking them to please look on their phone for the article, “An Appreciation For Hettinger North Dakota, Part I”. But I began to get the feeling that voluntarily explaining what I was doing, would give each of these people the impression that I needed their permission. Instead, I began to think of other things to say, “Yeah, all of this right here is going to have to come down.”

In preparation for additional photography, I spoke to the Adams County Sheriff about what I am doing, and I said that I would call his office ahead of time prior to my next visit, because I am expecting him to receive complaint calls from residents.

An Appreciation For Hettinger North Dakota, Part I, South Side

This is a difficult article for me, because I want to get this right. I strongly believe that if I can’t convey exactly what I mean here, neither the local people or people from elsewhere will come away with any understanding or see what it is that I want them to see.

It’s so complicated and subtle, that I can’t explain everything in just one part. Today, I am going to begin with a little bit of an overview and preface, and share a few photographs and videos from the south side of Hettinger, which is only about six miles north of the border with South Dakota.

I am 53 years old now. I was born and grew up in Florida. I went to college for three years in Virginia, and another three in Florida. I have lived and worked in Colorado, Texas, Utah, Arizona, Idaho, and North Dakota. I have visited these cities which have some fame, notoriety, or significance: Key West, Miami, Ft. Lauderdale, Cocoa, Daytona, St. Augustine, Gainesville, Tampa, Clearwater, Sarasota, Savanah, Washington D.C., Madison, Philadelphia, Dallas, Ft. Worth, Colorado Springs, Denver, Aspen, Santa Fe, Albuquerque, Phoenix, Paradise Valley, Sedona, Flagstaff, Salt Lake, Uintah Mountains, Teton Mountains, Butte, Bozeman, Billings, Laramie, Bismarck.

At least 90% of the time when I visited these cities that I mentioned, I was looking at houses and neighborhoods to see and understand what these areas were like, trying to take in the character, attributes, features, impressions, observations, feelings, house by house, street by street.

To save time, I will just come out and say that even though I can understand the appeal of Miami, Ft. Lauderdale, Clearwater, Santa Fe, and Paradise Valley because of their geographical environment, there are just too many people, and it takes having more than a million dollars to afford a residence with privacy, safety, and security.

Key West, Cocoa, St. Augustine, Sarasota, Savanah, Sedona, Flagstaff, Bozeman, Uintah Mountains, and Teton Mountains are picturesque, with a beautiful environment, and many fun things to do, but they can only be enjoyed long term if you either earn more than $100K per year or already have a tremendous amount of money.

Every place that I have ever tried to live as an adult, eventually I felt compelled to move away because what I earned, was not enough money to afford a residence that was pleasant, safe, and peaceful. There was nothing in my price range in Tampa or Flagstaff, though my employment was steady. In areas that I liked where houses were affordable, I could not get good, steady employment.

I left my house in Idaho in 2011, to come work in western North Dakota during the 2007-2014 Oil Boom. Though I didn’t have much difficulty finding employment, housing was extremely expensive due to price gouging. It wasn’t until several years after the oil boom ended that I moved into my own apartment in Dickinson, instead of living in someone else’s house or sleeping in a camper on employer property.

The 2011-2020 years that I lived in western North Dakota, were some of the most painful, difficult, depressing, frightening years of my life. The people in the oil towns of Williston, Watford City, New Town, Dickinson, Belfield were for the most part, the worst people that I have ever been around or dealt with in my life. The majority of out-of-state workers who came to North Dakota during the oil boom, came because they weren’t doing well where they were, due to the consequences of their own actions, decisions, mistakes, failures, crimes, character, and lack of ability. The majority of the local people were mean and unfriendly, both because of the unwanted changes brought on by the oil boom, and because North Dakotans aren’t friendly to begin with.

When my father died in the spring of 2020, he left me enough money that I could have started over anywhere that I wished, or I could have gone back to my home in Idaho. From everything that I had learned and experienced first-hand in my life thus far, combined with everything that I had been reading and seeing in the news for the past several years, especially the Coronavirus pandemic, I didn’t know of anyplace better to go. I had had a really bad time in western North Dakota for the past nine years, but a lot of that had to do with being at the mercy of other people: property owners, roommates, employers, co-workers, Police, local people.

Suddenly, I was no longer so affected by property owners, roommates, employers, co-workers, Police, and local people in North Dakota. Additionally, I had not known that the value of my home back in Idaho had more than quadrupled. Looking back, I went from sleeping in my $500 truck-bed camper, or my 7’x14′ utility trailer on company property, or living with an unpleasant roommate, or low-rent apartment downtown, to being able to buy the most expensive house in Dickinson if I wanted to.

I bought an old, small, plain house outside of Dickinson, one of the lowest priced houses available, because I expected housing prices in western North Dakota to continue to drop following the end of the oil boom. Once I got moved and settled into my new house, and was no longer so fearful of losing my employment and my place to live, and no longer burdened with other constant financial worries, I began to explore western North Dakota a little bit more.

I finally found the secret hidden Pine Forest of western North Dakota, which only three local North Dakotans had ever accidently mentioned in front of me, but then shut up, and never would answer my questions about it. The first and second time that I went there, the adjacent landowners and Game & Fish Officer acted protective of it and wary of me being there.

Western North Dakota is very barren and treeless, it was astonishing to find a large hidden dense pine forest, with rocky tree-covered hills and valleys. It reminded me of Flagstaff or Billings. It would be an excellent place to have a house. The trees provide shade in summer, a wind-break in winter, a barrier to noise, and provide privacy. Only a dozen property owners in that vicinity, and they make sure the property stays within the family, keeping outsiders out.

After having travelled as far north as Williston, northeast to Jamestown, as far west as Sydney MT, east to Bismarck, and southwest through Bowman into Wyoming, besides the Killdeer Mountains, I had not known that the terrain of western North Dakota could be anything other than dry badlands or flat treeless prairie. The hidden Pine Forest was a surprise to me.

In 2018 I drove to Hettinger, North Dakota to buy a Dodge Van. I was so mentally focused on inspecting and buying the van, that I wasn’t paying much attention to my surroundings. In 2020 I went to Hettinger to buy a BMW motorcycle, and again I was so mentally focused on inspecting and buying the motorcycle, that I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings, but when I had to drive into a residential neighborhood on the south side, I was surprised at how nice, tidy, and quaint it was.

The third time that I drove into Hettinger, was to buy a Ford F250 truck. After concluding this purchase, I could not help but note that these people that I had bought the van, motorcycle, and truck from, were very honest, truthful, no-nonsense, to-the-point, and fair. With these good experiences that I had had, liking the looks of the town more and more, I began shopping more regularly in Hettinger at the Runnings Farm & Fleet store, and at Kennedy’s Grocery store, rather than Dickinson.

Soon, before shopping or after shopping in Hettinger, I began to turn down different streets to see what the rest of Hettinger was like. On the north side of town, there were a couple of hills, with pine trees, and custom homes that were built in the 1960s, 70s, and 80s, that very much reminded me of Flagstaff and Billings. The small plane airport was just to the west of this very nice, pleasant neighborhood.

In downtown Hettinger, about half of the streets are uphill/downhill, through smaller or longer hills. The way that these downtown houses were built in the 1890s through present day, to account for the terrain by using basements, retaining walls, terraced yards, house-over-garage, house entry at street-side, reminded me of Lynchburg VA, Trinidad CO, Pueblo CO.

On the south side of Hettinger, along the railroad tracks, lake, and river, I found the largest, oldest trees that I have ever seen in North Dakota. This section along Mirror Lake, is so shady with large trees, and old buildings, that it reminded me of old small towns in Florida and Georgia.

I have been thinking for several months now, that if I could live anywhere in the World, (realizing that financially I actually can, and will have to decide one day), that I would pick Hettinger. In another, future article, I will have to explain that the people in Hettinger are not very friendly, but even so, I would still pick Hettinger to live.

In the very beginning of this article, I wrote a list of the noteworthy cities that I have visited. Adding together and considering the attractiveness, pleasant environment, peacefulness, safety, small amount of crime, low traffic, low cost of living, low housing cost, quality of life, close availability of healthcare, easy access to shopping, isolation from disasters, no chance of riots, conservative community, I would pick Hettinger to live, versus anywhere else in the World.

For this article, Part I, I am going to share some videos and photos from the south side of Hettinger. For these three videos below, please try watching them expanded to full screen.

South side of Hettinger, looking south, South Dakota border is about 4 miles south

South side of Hettinger, looking north towards Mirror Lake and downtown

Mirror Lake, downtown Hettinger

For these four photographs below, Please Click On Each Image and Use The Enlargement Icon

Mirror Lake viewed from railroad tracks looking south
Downtown Hettinger railroad warehouses
Downtown Hettinger looking east
Downtown Hettinger Looking east

The Lovely Queen Marlene On TikTok

Where I have been living for the past nine years in western North Dakota, it is very sparsely populated. The town where I bought a house two years ago, has a population of 600. The other nearby towns within 10-30 miles, Havelock, Daglum, De Sart, Pierce, Whetstone Butte, Schefield, have been abandoned. But then there’s Amidon and Lefor, each with a population of about 50 people.

Some of the main reasons why western North Dakota has very few people, is because it gets so cold here in the winter, as low as -50 degrees Fahrenheit, with many days each year of 40-50 mph winds, and the landscape is mostly flat treeless prairie.

For the past nine years I have had time to consider why there is a shortage of women in western North Dakota, and a scarcity of attractive women. My belief, is that when the German and Ukrainian immigrant farmers arrived by ship in the east coast cities of the U.S. in the early 1900s, and then began the journey by wagon heading west, the attractive German and Ukrainian women escaped by sneaking off along the way, or pleading for rescue from passersby. The attractive women didn’t want to begin again living in 10’x12′ stacked grass sod huts, in freezing weather, with high winds for most of the year, all alone on a farm in the middle of nowhere.

Western North Dakota is a good place for me to live, because I don’t like people, or being around people most of the time. However, because I grew up in a sunny, warm, picturesque town on the Atlantic Ocean in Florida, the kind of place where beautiful women from all over the World wanted to visit or live, I just took it for granted that this is what life would be like. Attractive, healthy, happy, fun women who wanted to date, go places, do things, was what I was accustomed to being around.

Women who grew up taking ballet class, piano lessons, riding lessons, and knew that they were going to college whether they wanted to or not. A job, profession, or occupation was just something for them to do while young, dating, and waiting to become married. They had no worries. I never had a reason to believe or expect that there would be a shortage of women like this in my future.

Which brings me to Queen Marlene on TikTok. Marlene De Lima was born and raised in sunny South Africa. If you were White and born in South Africa, you were middle-class, upper-middle-class, or very wealthy. Girls took dance lessons, music lessons, riding lessons, played tennis, went to the beach, sun bathed by their swimming pool, frequently had barbeques, family vacations, whether they lived in a city or on a farm.

The middle-class, upper-middle-class childhood that Marlene De Lima had growing up in South Africa was probably slightly more privileged than mine was growing up in a small coastal town in Florida, but was still very similar. And Marlene has all of the qualities and characteristics of the women that I was around growing up, things that I miss: showering, getting ready, getting dressed in the morning in clothes, jewelry, and hair that looks nice; caring about their appearance, behavior, things that they say and do, to maintain and leave a good impression.

I recognize something different in Marlene that is particular to South Africa. In the mid 1600s, the Dutch East India Company began to establish a ship re-supply operation in Cape Town, South Africa. Many former employees of the Dutch East India Company remained in South Africa to become settlers. These Dutch settlers sometimes married indigenous people, and created a new South African ethnic group who spoke Dutch, called the Cape Coloureds. Because of the appearance of Marlene’s eyes, hair, complexion, callipygous ass, and impetuousness, I believe that at least one of her ancestors was a Cape Coloured.

I like Marlene, I think that she is attractive and very spirited. It does not surprise me that she works as a sales representative.

Talking To A Local Business Owner Who Is Leaving North Dakota

In 2013 when I returned to Dickinson, North Dakota after working and living in Texas for a year, two older acquaintances of mine recommended to me that I visit a particular business in this area, because they thought that it was a very unique and interesting place. Over the next eight years, I heard other people talking about this business, I saw a few mentions of it in regional newspapers, and posts about it on Facebook.

It wasn’t until the summer of 2021 when I began taking motorcycle rides that had no purpose other than sightseeing and exploring, that I first visited this business that I had been hearing about for years. The building was not a disappointment or a let-down, it was as unusual and unique as everyone had described. The owner was an interesting and likable person, and I wished that I would have visited this place sooner.

There were a few reasons why I didn’t stop at this business in the 2014-2020 timeframe, mostly having to do with this blog that I write. I had written about a young woman that I liked, she sometimes came here, and I didn’t want to run into her. I was not wanting a confrontation with her, nor for her to get the idea that I was stalking her. Then, in 2016 I wrote a blog post article defending a 20 year old young man in Dickinson, who in my opinion was being over vilified for having sex with a young high school girl. This article of mine enraged some women, who in addition to loudly criticizing this article and me, began to organize, collaborate, and make plans against me.

It became apparent, that people, groups, and businesses who looked me up on Facebook, whose profiles showed up under “People You May Know”, were just as likely or more than likely a potential enemy, rather than a friend. Viewing some of these Facebook pages and profiles, I could see negative comment threads regarding me and my blog post articles. This business that I had wanted to visit, a few of its employees and associates had looked me up on Facebook, so I stayed away. not knowing whether they were interested in hearing what I had to say, or hated me.

When I finally did visit this business in the summer of 2021, I had a chance to speak to the owner without having given my name, or much information about myself. He had some of the same interests as me, and I talked with him for more than an hour. I believe that by the time I left, he probably figured out who I was. I was glad that I had been able to meet and talk to him, without my reputation preceding me, or anyone clamoring to lash out at me. But I did realize that I should rarely or never come back here.

When I later read a Dickinson Press newspaper article from back around 2013, which was an interview with this business owner and his wife explaining who they were, where they had come from, how they bought this business, what they had done to it, what they planned to do with it, I realized that I had mistakenly thought that this building had existed in this condition for many years. I had thought this building was used for this purpose since the 1930s or 1950s, I had no idea the amount of restoration and re-purposing work he and his wife had put into it.

They didn’t just take over a business, they built this business. This wasn’t just a business purchase for them, this was a complete life change for he and his wife, something that they had been contemplating and looking into for several years, before moving to North Dakota to buy this property and begin renovations that took three years to complete, doing most of the work themselves. They were not wealthy people, they put everything they had into this, all of their own money and what money they could borrow. All of the money had to go towards building materials, there was not enough money to hire contractors, they did the work themselves.

One week ago, I was shocked and stunned when I saw on Facebook that this business was for sale. This was their dream, this was their life, they’ve been building this business for the past twelve years, how can they sell this?

I talked to one of my coworkers about this, he already knew, other people had told him. I talked to one of the City Commissioners about this, he already knew also.

I immediately wanted to ask this business owner what happened, why was he doing this. I would have asked his wife if she was there instead of him. I had to wait until I wasn’t working, and go there when it was not a busy time of day for them.

A couple of days ago I went to this business at about 3:00 p.m., and there was only one other customer, who was not currently engaged in conversation with the owner. The owner instantly recognized me, partly because I was carrying a motorcycle helmet, and he asked me if I was riding my BMW motorcycle. I told him yes, he could ride it if he wanted to.

He probably would have taken my motorcycle for a ride, had it not been for the other customer, who now came over to join the conversation. Out of politeness, and knowing the other customer much better than me, he kept the conversation mostly in line with what this other customer was familiar with.

Soon, I said that I had seen the advertisement for this business being for sale, why was he selling? He explained about his wife and kids, a kind of logistical inconvenience. When he said that he had already moved to a different state, his wife and kids were there now, I knew that there was more to this. It would have been easier to move a few miles to solve the problems that he had described, not move to an entirely different state.

I said that where he had moved, was being over-run with Californians, didn’t he know that North Dakota was the last safe place? The things that I began explaining, he knew what I was talking about, but he didn’t add to my analysis. I hadn’t meant to be rude or inconsiderate, but I hadn’t realized that the other customer wasn’t following along. I had kind of misjudged the other customer as someone who had also worked and lived in many other states.

After it was too late, I realized that I had apparently alienated and possibly offended the other customer, who was a local person. I looked him over more carefully, in preparation for a possible fight or punch coming my way. I hated this feeling of having tried to discuss something, find out something, and instead nearly getting into a fight. It seems like the majority of the time when I go someplace and interact with people in the Dickinson area, they don’t know what I am talking about, and I regret the interaction.

After the other customer left, the business owner said to me, what is universally understand by people who move here from out-of-state, “I am not from here.”. I said, I know, but you have already made it past where everybody is trying to find out where you are from, who you are, what you are going to do, to where now you are an employer of local people, are a part of the local economy, bring revenue to this community. He just shook his head.

It turned out that I already knew and understood the reasons why he and his wife had decided to sell their business and leave North Dakota. But I was interested to find out. Maybe there was some other reason, maybe there was something better somewhere else.

Especially for women from some place else, western North Dakota is a very difficult place to live. Here, women don’t have very many places to go either by themselves or with friends. Not only do women have few places to go, they have even fewer places that they would WANT to go. 50 miles to Walmart? 50 miles to Walmart in January when it’s -40 degrees Fahrenheit outside?

Something I need to remember and keep in mind, to never say very much, attract attention, interact with others, or stay inside very long in North Dakota with a nice motorcycle left parked outside where I can’t see it. I was so lucky that the local person who I probably offended, didn’t at the very minimum knock it over when he left.

Many Of The Issues This Spring Are Too Tangled For Me To Write About

This winter and early spring of 2022, I have spent a great deal of time following many different news items, but most of them are too complicated and unclear to make sense of and write about.

The Russian invasion of Ukraine, in my opinion, in many people’s opinion, is not what it appears to be, or what we are told. Yes, Vladimir Putin would like to have Ukraine, its resources, its seaports back under Russian control. Yes, Vladimir Putin does not want NATO forces in Ukraine. But, there is evidence that the Ukrainian government is so corrupt, that Vladimir Putin might be doing the Ukrainian people a favor by taking control of its government.

In the United States, President Joe Biden has shown signs of dementia both before and during his Presidency. There has been substantial evidence of immense vote fraud during the 2020 Presidential Election. The U.S. Supreme Court, Vice President Mike Pence, Republican Senators Mitch McConnell and Lindsey Graham, State Courts, U.S. News, all appear to be in collusion to allow a fraudulent U.S. Presidential Election and a visibly incompetent mentally-ill person to serve as President.

In North Dakota, which is a very conservative state, there is widespread evidence that many politicians with Democratic beliefs at heart, claim to be Republican and run as a Republican in elections, but once elected, they behave like a Democrat. This happens with City Commissioners, County Commissioners, State Representatives, State Senators, U.S. Representatives, U.S. Senators, and even the Governor of North Dakota. North Dakotans don’t seem to notice until the damage is already done.

I think that North Dakota State Representative Rick Becker would have made a better U.S. Senator than Senator John Hoeven. John Hoeven was Governor of North Dakota from 2000-2010, and U.S. Senator from 2011-2022. That’s twenty-two years in politics, and his net worth is about $45million. This is the exact same thing as Senators Nancy Pelosi, Mitch McConnell, and Lindsey Graham, they become life-long politicians, are super-wealthy, are so far out-of-touch with normal life, they are like royalty. The U.S. was never supposed to have a permanent ruling-class royalty like the Czars of Russia, ordinary everyday citizens were supposed to participate in government for a brief time, hence avoiding corruption.

In my local District 39, there are multiple people running for State Senator and State Representative. Leading up to this race, there was a recent change in the North Dakota voting district map, which both the timing and configuration appeared to me, in my opinion to involve “gerrymandering”, changing the boundaries to disadvantage certain local politicians and candidates, and give an advantage to others. The first evidence of this, in my opinion, appeared at the District 39 Republican Party Officer election held in Amidon.

At the District 39 Republican Party Officer election in Amidon, from this point on, in my view, there began a division into two factions, one group aligned with business, and the other aligned with conservative principles. In making decisions, the first group asks themselves, what do the wealthy people who backed them expect them to do, and the second group asks themselves what does the Constitution say, how does this affect people’s rights, impact families?

The North Dakota Highway Patrol, in my opinion became the victim of the “Me Too” movement. What most people don’t know, is that there are probably only a total of fifty Highway Patrol a.k.a. State Police in North Dakota. On any given night, there are only about twelve Highway Patrol on duty across the entire state. The next closest HP Officer available for backup, is usually at least eighty miles away. In order for HP Officers to be able to handle potentially dangerous or deadly vehicle stops by themselves at night, the NDHP usually only hire experienced military combat veterans, typically U.S. Marines who have recently gotten out of the military or are already working in another Law Enforcement agency.

The NDHP Officers are usually more no-nonsense when they make a traffic stop. This is because of who the NDHP hires, the NDHP training, and because they want these HP Officers to continue operating in a military-like fashion. Very recently, a woman was stopped for speeding in the Fargo area by a HP Officer, and afterward she made a formal complaint alleging that the HP Officer got too personal with her because he asked her about going to college, what were her career plans, and he later tried to “follow” her on Instagram.

Over the preceding year there had been a couple of allegations by two women against two NDHP Officers for what was alleged to have occurred during a night of partying amongst a handful of off-duty HP Officers. Supposedly, at an HP Officer’s house, alcohol was consumed and so-and-so touched so-and-so.

In my opinion, NDHP Officers have suffered through their own physical abuse, brutality, horrible conditions, dangerous combat deployments, and mental trauma while serving in the U.S. Military. Now in their late 20s to early 40s, they continue to deal with life & death situations almost every day at work. Society is now so stupid, backwards, and dysfunctional, that we tolerate and seem to encourage women complaining that a NDHP Officer was “creepy” at a traffic stop, or touched her in a hot tub at a party. The stupid bitches that want to complain about what I just said, are too stupid to have any idea what the NDHP Officers have been through. Our society is probably not worth protecting or saving, mostly because we have allowed women to destroy it.

A couple of months ago, not far from where I live, a Hettinger County Sheriff Deputy was called to the Mott-Regent K-12 School, for what was described to him as something like a child-custody dispute. When the Sheriff Deputy arrived, he approached and talked to the suspect, who was the father of a child at this school. The father refused to exit the school, he became more adamant, then combative, then began to physically struggle with the Sheriff Deputy.

The witness statements, school security video, and Sheriff Deputy statements, all indicate that the Sheriff Deputy was choked to the point of unconsciousness twice during his physical struggle with the father, who was also trying to remove a knife from the Sheriff Deputy’s belt. It seems miraculous to me, that the Sheriff Deputy was able reach his firearm, fire once, and kill the father, just before he was choked to death and stabbed to death by the father.

For the entirety of the news coverage of this Law Enforcement Officer shooting at the Mott-Regent K-12 School, the name of the Sheriff Deputy was lawfully withheld at the request of the Sheriff’s Office. Just a few days ago, the name of the Sheriff Deputy was revealed in a news article, because it was contained within North Dakota BCI documents. I have met this Sheriff Deputy several times, and he is probably the nicest, least combative of the Hettinger County Sheriff Deputies. I think that it will be very difficult for him to ever get over this traumatic experience of both almost having been killed, and killing someone else, all happening so quickly, unexpectedly in a normal uneventful routine day.

The recent school shooting in Uvalde, Texas by an 18 year old, is very suspicious to me. The Uvalde Police Department is going to forever face criticism for waiting between 40 to 90 minutes to confront the 18 year old barricaded within an elementary school classroom where he killed two teachers and seventeen children. Were the Uvalde Police Officers following orders to not attempt to enter the classroom, were they waiting for S.W.A.T. to arrive, or were they just too scared of getting shot?

There are several things that make me wonder what actually happened at the school in Uvalde, Texas: 1) The News Media and Law Enforcement have ceased mentioning what happened to the armed Uvalde Police School Resource Officer who was supposed to be on duty at the school, but was absent from the school at that moment for some reason.

2) It was school policy and procedure for all building doors to remain closed & locked on the outside. Why was one school door that normally remains closed & locked, left visibly propped open at that moment? Who unlocked and propped this door open? Undergoing a Police pursuit, how did this 18 year old shooter know to run to the exact school door that was left unlocked and propped open?

3) Several different firearm experts have added up the cost of the 18 year old shooter’s two rifles, one pistol, many rifle magazines, very large amount of ammo, expensive rifle laser sight, and body armor, and calculated that this is about $9,000 worth of equipment. A) This 18 year old had not worked at his job at Wendy’s for a year, he had been mocked in high school for being poor, how did he get $9,000 worth of equipment? B) He did not have a driver’s license, how did he provide ID to purchase his two rifles and one pistol? C) Most experienced long-time shooters have had difficulty obtaining even small amounts of ammo due to supply shortages, how did this 18 year old manage to get 1600 rounds of ammo?

4) Carrying two rifles, one pistol, and the amount of rifle magazines that this 18 year old had, would be extremely difficult, especially while being the subject of a Police pursuit. Military veterans say that these things would be a difficult heavy load to carry, even with practice while on duty in the military.

5) How was this untrained? 18 year old able to successfully flee from a Police shootout with multiple trained Police Officers, get in a vehicle, drive to the school area, and run on foot and enter the school carrying two rifles, one pistol, and many loaded magazines, a difficult heavy load?

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTd3N5744/?k=1

Warning To Beulah Police About The Death Of Tyler Schaeffer

On May 1st 2022, 18 year old high school senior Tyler Schaeffer went missing in the small town of Beulah, North Dakota. Tyler was last seen at 3:00 a.m. that morning walking past the Congregational Church.

The Beulah Police, with the assistance of neighboring Law Enforcement agencies, searched for Tyler for ten days. On May 11, Tyler’s body was found in the Knife River.

There were two blizzards near the beginning of May in North Dakota, which caused local rivers to have much higher water levels and much stronger currents than normal. These conditions could have led to the drowning of Tyler, but an autopsy has not been performed yet to determine the cause of death.

What I want the local Beulah Police to be aware of, something that most small-towns are not aware of, is that for the past 20-25 years there has been a pattern in the upper Midwest, of young males in their late teens and early twenties being abducted late at night while walking home, murdered, and placed in water to make it appear like a drowning.

This pattern was first discovered by New York City detectives Kevin Gannon and Anthony Duarte, as well as Dr. Lee Gilbertson, a criminal justice professor and gang expert at St. Cloud State University. Because of graffiti found at several of the first crime scenes, the murders were called the “Smiley Face Killings”.

Most Law Enforcement agencies did not know about this cluster of similar deaths until much later after the fact, and many deaths were recorded as “drownings”, though in hindsight most of the details and evidence were not consistent with an accidental drowning, such as the victim not passing near water, or having no intention of going swimming that night or any other night.

Please note that two of the most common inconsistencies with the death being declared a drowning, are 1) The young male had been missing for more than several days, but the condition of the body at autopsy indicates that it had been in the water far less time than the person was missing, and 2) The body is found in a location that had already been searched multiple times after the person first went missing. Both of these are indications that the death occurred elsewhere, and the body was placed in water to hide evidence of the actual time, place, and cause of death.

A short, not entirely complete explanation of the “Smiley Face Killings” is given in this link https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Smiley_face_murder_theory

Here is the Dickinson Press newspaper article https://www.thedickinsonpress.com/news/body-of-missing-beulah-teen-located-in-knife-river

Looking at the photo of Tyler Schaeffer, who was healthy, happy, and just graduating from high school, his death does not make any sense.

This same thing happened to the son of another local woman from Bowman, North Dakota, Bjorn Norderhaug, who was just graduating from Luther College in Decorah, Iowa https://youtu.be/o5FHwJI1OtI

Another good, current, insightful source of information related to both the “Smiley Face Killings” and many other deaths of young males declared as drowning under suspicious circumstances, is former California Law Enforcement detective, missing persons researcher, and founder of Canadian-American Missing Persons Project, David Paulides.

David Paulides routinely assists Law Enforcement, Search And Rescue, and families of missing persons. Here is David Paulides’ contact page https://www.canammissing.com/contact_us.html

I hope that Law Enforcement will take heed, and not be too quick to declare this an accidental drowning.

I Hate Ashley Timm’s Tattoos

This evening I saw for the very first time, a video from the TikTok account MsAshleyTimm. In this video, Ashley Timm was excitedly explaining that she was unexpectedly asked to interview for the operations manager position where she worked.

I thought that Ashley was very nice looking, attractive, well-spoken, intelligent, and likeable. However, I was horrified to see that both of her forearms were almost completely covered in awkward tattoos. I was so angry at her for doing this to herself.

Even though I knew it was mean, my anger was greater than my concern for Ashley’s feelings, and I wrote, “You could have been so beautiful without those tattoos, you diminished your potential so much, shows lack of good sense.”

In response, Ashley made a TikTok reaction video, as if I was telling her that she would never accomplish or amount to anything. That’s not what I meant at all.

I commented back to Ashley that she had come to the attention of higher management. I said that she would probably eventually meet the actual business owner or CEO, who might invite her to a dinner party or country club. If not for her tattoos, she could have socialized with the upper class, but those people worked too hard clawing their way to the top, to hang with street people.

Ashley replied back that she had already met the business owners, they liked her tattoos, so what I was saying wasn’t true.

I then did some research on Ashley, where she was working, where she was from, what was her background. She was an unusually interesting person.

Briefly, Ashley was from Corona, California. After graduating from high school in 2003, she worked for five years in human resources for a large retail store. Ashley then joined the Navy where she worked in operations for 12 years, receiving several commendations for competency. She was stationed in Japan, Bahrain, and the U.S.

When Ashley’s second enlistment was completed, she began attending college full-time, I believe studying Criminal Justice. At this same time, Ashley is working full-time at her job, and she has just completed writing a “Lesbian Romance Novel”. Ashley is quite vocal about being a lesbian.

In doing my research on Ashley, I watched approximately half of her TikTok videos. More than once she elaborates that she would rather be immersed in hot lava with piranhas and run through a wood chipper than date a man. She is adamant that she is absolutely not attracted to men.

The more I watched Ashley, the more I liked her. Even being as mean as she can be, Ashley comes across as nicer and friendlier than most women. Just about everyone comments that she looks and acts exactly like the actress Amy Adams.

I do like Ashley, her looks, her personality, her mannerisms, her humor, her competency. Even though she’ll deny it a thousand times, I believe that she likes some men, but will not accept these feelings because they go against everything she wants to believe.

My opinion, is that some of the things that Ashley does, staying excessively busy, the tattoos, engaging in minimalism, and some depravation, is to not allow or block out some feelings that she doesn’t want.

Of course, she blocked me. I don’t blame her, she shouldn’t waste her time and energy arguing with me. Thinking of her, even porcupines like to be picked up, held, and petted sometimes.

Here is the first video that I saw of Ashley:

@msashleytimm

nothing is final but… i’ve only been working here for like a month 😂😂 #fyp #movingonup #hotelbusiness #GameTok

♬ original sound – Ashley Timm

Southwest North Dakota’s Strange Way Of Handling The April 2022 Blizzard

On Saturday, April 9th, a co-worker said something to me about heavy snowfall forecasted for this coming Tuesday. Recently I had been looking at the weather reports for a few days ahead, but I hadn’t noticed that snow was expected. Temperatures for the past week had been in the 50s, and I thought that winter was over.

I had planned on driving my 1982 diesel Mercedes on the long drive to work for the remainder of the spring, summer, and fall because it gets about 25 mpg. This vehicle is not good at all in the snow, because it only has six inches of ground clearance, it’s rear-wheel-drive, and the front end is very heavy. I am glad that someone said something to me about snow, I fear that I might not have realized what was going to happen in time to know that I needed to drive a different vehicle. I thought about what could have happened, having to drive one hour to work, not being able to make it home after work, becoming stuck, inconveniencing other people, and looking like an idiot.

On Monday I put a full tank of gas in my 1997 Dodge 1500 4×4. I bought this truck for $2,000 a couple years ago after seeing it on Facebook Marketplace. I believed that this was a good deal, even though I recognized that this truck either already had or showed symptoms of everything that had gone wrong with my 1996 Dodge 1500 4×4, including a variety of transmission peculiarities, headlight malfunctions, intermittent starter problems, and more. But, I had already learned several work-arounds for what was wrong, and I had faith in this truck, though it was far from trouble-free. I am emphasizing that there is nothing special about this truck.

At the grocery store on Monday, I noticed that the parking lot was much fuller than normal. Inside the store, almost all of the bread was gone. People were stocking up on groceries in preparation for this winter storm. When I looked at Facebook, TikTok, weather reports, and news services on Monday evening, there were notices and discussions about the blizzard that was supposed to begin at 6:00 a.m. Tuesday morning and continue through 6:00 p.m. Thursday evening.

On Tuesday morning at 3:00 a.m., it began to snow. When I began driving to work at 5:00 a.m., the streets and highways had not been plowed at all, not once. The blizzard wasn’t supposed to start until 6:00 a.m., so I hadn’t expected there to be so much snow accumulation right away. The depth of snow, amount of blowing snow, and greatly reduced visibility, made driving difficult. I was glad that there was no one else on the roads at that time in the early morning.

My initial impression, was that the snowplows in the several counties that I drove through on my way to work, hadn’t started plowing yet, because the blizzard had just started. As Tuesday went on, I spoke to co-workers, checked the news, weather forecasts, and Facebook, and I noticed that citizens, the North Dakota DOT, and Law Enforcement were advising everyone to stay home for the duration of the blizzard, if they did not have to be out.

Readers may be wondering, why was I at work? I have been working at this particular 100-acre industrial site for the past five years, which is manned 24 hours per day, every day of the year, including every holiday. If someone from the company that I work for wasn’t on site performing hourly reporting/documentation, we would all lose our jobs, not just the people who didn’t show up.

On Tuesday evening, I was able to drive home. There were some snowdrifts on Hwy 22, and visibility was reduced at times, but conditions were nearly the same as what a driver would encounter during a typical North Dakota winter snowfall with high winds. Wednesday morning was when some of my co-workers began calling in saying that they could not get out of their driveway because the city streets had not been plowed, or they made it out to the highway, but the highway had not been plowed.

I realized on Wednesday morning that I was possibly going to have to stay at the industrial site where I work for a day or two, to fill-in for co-workers who could not get there. I stopped at a rural small-town gas station to fuel up my truck again. At this gas station, 9 times out of 10 the card reader on the gas pump will not process my debit card, and I have to go inside to pay. But this gas station was closed now, because of the blizzard. Luckily, my newest credit card worked at the pump. However, there was large diesel Chevy 3500 truck towing a large equipment trailer that was parked at an adjacent pump, not pumping diesel, not running, that looked to be stuck there because the fuel pump card reader wouldn’t work.

Later on Wednesday, an older co-worker of mine called and said that he could not come to work, not because the roads weren’t plowed, but because he could not get fuel for his large Chevy 3500 dually, because his local small-town gas station was closed. He and his wife did not have a credit card or debit card. ( Some readers will know and understand why some people don’t have a credit card or debit card, while other readers will not know or understand.)

Between Wednesday and Thursday, three of my co-workers were unable to make it to work, one because city streets were not plowed, one because highway was not plowed, and one because he could not get fuel, the gas station was closed. A fourth co-worker got stuck going home, because the city streets were not plowed. I had to stay at work to cover two shifts for other people, in addition to my own work shift.

When I was able to leave work to go home on Thursday evening, at the same time that the blizzard was supposed to have ended at 6:00 p.m., the roads that I took for the first 30 miles were icy, but not covered in deep snow. Unexpectedly, when I got to within 20 miles of my house, Hwy 22 was closed by a Sheriff and Highway Patrol. There was a tractor-truck & trailer, and two small Kia cars behind it, bumper-to-bumper at a complete stop on Hwy 22, without their hazard flashers on, waiting to be rear-ended, just sitting there about 300 feet from what looked like an accident.

I drove up to the where the Sheriff was standing, and then I could see that something like a Chrysler 300 sedan was stuck or stopped at a snowdrift in the road. There were no emergency vehicles, tow truck, or snowplow anywhere. All the Sheriff had to say was, “Hwy 22 is closed.” I turned around, and while driving back, I stopped and told the male driver of the first Kia car, “There’s a snowdrift, the road is closed, going to be closed for a while.” As I started driving away, I heard this man in the Kia yelling at me out his open car window, “Fuck you, you mother fucking cocksucker.”

I think that the man in the Kia was yelling and cursing at me, because he was wanting to ask me when the road would be clear, and how to get where he was going, but I had no answer for him, I wasn’t in charge of this, and there was no alternate route that I could tell him. Shortly after this, I saw that my Dodge truck transmission overheat warning light was on, so I had to pull off the road at a turn-out and stop. With the slightly bad transmission in this Dodge truck, I can’t drive the whole way home in 4wd-high, or with the overdrive enabled.

I went back to the industrial site where I worked. I looked on the internet, and I could not find any clear answers on what highways were open, what highways were closed, and when closed highways would be open. I hated to even try, but I was tired of still being at work, so I set out attempting to go a different way which I knew would be much, much worse.

I drove 20-35 miles west on a small highway that was icy and had bad snowdrifts, to get to Hwy 85 that had flashing signs saying it was closed, drove 45 miles on closed Hwy 85 that was very icy, with very bad snowdrifts, to get to another very icy, worst snowdrifts-of-all highway for 20-35 miles. Along the way, I saw a couple of 4-wheel-drive vehicles that had gone off the road and became stuck, but no one was still inside them.

I was thinking and realizing, that just because that Chrysler 300 on Hwy 22 couldn’t make it past that one snowdrift when I was 20 miles from my home, I had to turn around and drive 90 miles the other way, and go through at least a dozen snow drifts that were as bad as that one on Hwy 22, but in the dark. If that tractor-truck & trailer behind the Chrysler 300 would have been in front of it instead, that snowdrift would have been obliterated enough for everyone behind the tractor-truck & trailer to get through.

Being upset and dissatisfied with what had happened over the past three days, I was puzzled at how southwest North Dakota had handled this blizzard. It can snow in North Dakota from October through April, often times for days and weeks in a row throughout the winter. Starting out with completely clear & dry roads on Monday April 11, why was it such a big deal and difficult job that snow plows couldn’t run on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday?

To put it a different way, North Dakota has to cope with snowfall from October through April, it can snow for days and weeks in the winter, how could the snowplows in North Dakota be overwhelmed from just three days of snow in April? The highways in rural areas did not have an accumulation of deep snow due to the high winds, the problem on the rural highways was snowdrifts in certain places. It appeared to me that one single county snowplow making one pass per every 1-2 hours would have adequately dealt with the snowdrifts.

The other thing that was very upsetting to me, and handled wrong in my opinion, was that every small-town gas station and rural emergency services building was closed. If I would have had to pick up a stranded motorist on Hwy 22 or Hwy 85, where would I take them? What would I do with them? I couldn’t have taken them very far, Hwy 22 and Hwy 85 were closed, remember?

It appeared to me, that for some reason, the snow plows were held back from going anywhere, or prevented from doing very much on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday in certain counties. I don’t know what political fight was going on, or if some type of statement was trying to be made, by making sure that roads would be closed, instead of open.

Here are a couple of Facebook comments from Friday, from people wondering the same things that I was wondering:

Connie O. H.,  “Are the county plows out on the county roads?”

Thomas J. S., “It was a big snowstorm, and certainly a serious challenge to life and limb, but IT WAS NOT a “blizzard” by the definition used by the National Weather Service…The people of North Dakota know what a blizzard is, and this storm lacked 2 of 5 required parameters.”

The more I thought, “What would I have to do with a stranded motorist? Take them back to my house, feed them, find them a place to sleep?” Then I realized, that’s why all of the small-town gas stations were closed, the owner/managers/workers didn’t want people being dropped off, having no place to go, and having to stay inside a gas station & convenience store that normally closes at 6:00 p.m. Like Daytona Beach during Black Spring Break, all of the businesses in North Dakota close during a blizzard.

In order to understand how much North Dakotans really do not want to help other people, here are some quotations that I copied and pasted from Facebook:

Ryan B., “They should have let them sit there. There is no reason official’s should risk their lives for stupidity.! Before anyone says you don’t know their reasons let me help you I don’t care!”

Lisa K. to Ryan B., “EXACTLY!! It was all about THEM! Now they have put other peoples live in danger because they were a-holes!”

David H., “Lots of warning should of just let them sit.”

Jason B., “Its like camping….for morons.”

Pam S. A., “stop defending these fools”

Joyce S. P., “…our first responders should NOT be expected to risk their lives because of someone elses stupidity and gross neglect of common sense…there needs to be a huge fine AND jail time for any and all that require a rescue like this UNLESS it was truly a matter of life or death that caused them to be out on the roads.”

Elizabeth K., “Shame on those people that put others at risk!”

Bob B.K., “And Why were they out on the roads???? GOOD GRIEF!! People must think that it will never happen to them.”

Mavis T. B., “Some people have absolutely NO common sense.”

Dana S., “Had to travel during a no travel warning didn’t they.”

Rock T., “You know the old saying. There’s a blizzard coming, let’s drive around and get stuck so people can risk their lives saving us!”

Do North Dakotans even know that there are heavier snowfall areas than North Dakota?  Alaska, the mountains of Colorado, Utah, Washington, and Oregon have much heavier and more frequent snowfall than North Dakota.  Do people in AK, CO, UT, WA, and OR want to deny drivers who get stuck in snow assistance?  Probably not, because it is a common occurrence for drivers to get stuck in the snow in winter.  And these states make an effort to keep the roads clear, even when it is snowing and the wind is blowing.

Rising Fuel Prices Makes Me Even More Proud Of My 1982 Mercedes 300D Turbodiesel

When I was a kid growing up in the 1970s in Florida, my family was very car-conscious. My parents had a love of cars, that had to do with their appearance, performance, style, and as a status symbol. My father was an attorney in a small town, he didn’t make enough money to buy what would have been his first pick of new cars, but by looking in the newsprint Auto-Trader Classifieds and used car lots, he was able to buy a Lotus Europa, an Austin-Healey, a Porsche 914, an Audi 5000, and a couple of Jaguar XJ6s.

All of these used cars that my father bought needed never-ending repairs. Especially bad, by far the worst, were the XJ6s, so he bought two of these. The 1978 XJ6 became abandoned in the side yard, because it wouldn’t start. I needed to go somewhere one day, and I took the keys to it, it started, and I drove it. I thought that I was going to get in trouble for taking it, I was a sophomore in high school, but I didn’t, so I just kept driving it.

At my high school, in several of my classes, was a tall, pretty girl, whose parents owned five car dealerships. Through high school, she sent me a subscription each year of the duPont Registry car magazine. The duPont Registry at that time was a thick, gloss print magazine of exotic cars for sale: Porsche, Ferrari, Aston-Martin, Mercedes, Maserati, Jaguar, Lamborghini, Pantera, BMW. Here is a link in case you want to see what this magazine looks like these days https://www.dupontregistry.com/autos/

( The tall, pretty girl in my high school classes, the closest resemblance in appearance, demeanor, and speaking, is this girl Jane from Vero Beach, Florida https://www.tiktok.com/@nachoslicker/video/7074611747117714731?is_from_webapp=1&sender_device=pc&web_id6947746048560809477 )

Looking at and reading about all of the exotic cars for sale in the duPont Registry, and trying to work on the broken cars that my family owned, was probably the main reason why I wanted to go to college to become a Mechanical Engineer. I wanted to understand, design, develop, and work on cars, and be able to afford the cars that I wanted to own.

When I finally graduated from college with a degree in Mechanical Engineering, one of the first jobs that I had was working at a bridge construction company in Florida. At this company, there was an engineer in his 50s named John who had worked all across the U.S. and South Africa. He considered himself to be an expert on Mercedes, especially diesel Mercedes. Nearly every day for the time that I worked there, we talked about Mercedes, especially because he was always going to look at cars that were for sale. Back then, you always wanted to see its “Book”, it had to have its “Book” if it was going to be considered an “honest” car.

As it was becoming the later half of the 1990s, from the automobiles that Mercedes began introducing, it appeared that the prominence of Mercedes was over. The peak of Mercedes design, style, sophistication, engineering, and distinction had been reached with the mid 1980s-early 1990s “S-Class”, designated within Mercedes as W126 (You don’t have to watch the entire 26-minute video below, this is just to get the general idea.)

The Pinnacle Of Mercedes, the W126

The 1990 300SE shown in the video above was roughly an $50K-$60K car when new. Though this car was well-made, from new it required regular scheduled maintenance at the Mercedes dealer, which was expensive compared to a Ford or Toyota. Once this vehicle became 5-6 years old, repairs on something like the air-conditioner could be several thousand dollars at a Mercedes dealer.

These mid 1980s-early 1990s S-Class W126 Mercedes were intricately complicated in electrical, fuel injection, and transmission. Once these cars became 10 years old, their used resale price was down to $8K-$20K, compared to their original sales price of $50K-$60K. One reason being, if the transmission needed an overhaul, the engine & transmission had to be removed from the vehicle as one unit, the transmission alone could not be removed by itself.

In my opinion, which is probably the truth, Mercedes began to be so electrically over-complicated because it was in competition with Lexus. Prior to the Mercedes W126, Mercedes owners had been satisfied with a more spartan vehicle: sturdy seats, plain dash & door trim, straight-forward analog gauges, simple controls, durable transmissions, reliable engines, and very high build-quality. These were the Mercedes W116 and W123:

Mercedes W116, 300SD shown above

In the video above, this shows an S-Class W116, which was a luxury vehicle. However, the Mercedes W123 consists of 240D, 300D, and 300TD which were used in Europe, Africa, Asia, the Middle-East, and South America as personal vehicles and taxis:

Mercedes W123, 300D Turbodiesel shown above

In the 1970s-1980s there were three different World events that caused gas shortages and periods of high gas prices in the U.S. In 1973 there was an Oil Embargo by OPEC. In 1979 there was the Iranian Revolution. In 1980 there was the Iran-Iraq War. At that time, diesel was less expensive per gallon than gasoline. And diesel vehicles got higher mpg than gasoline vehicles. In the U.S., the vehicles available that used diesel, got good mpg, and were reliable were Volkswagen Rabbit, Isuzu Pup, Audi 4000/5000, Mercedes 240D/300D/300TD.

The origin of my 1982 Mercedes 300D Turbodiesel is as follows. A farmer named Don Zimbleman of Fullerton, North Dakota bought this Mercedes new at a dealership in 1982. On November 17, 2020 there was a Don Zimbleman Farm Retirement Auction where this Mercedes was sold as lot #50. Don Zimbleman died four days later at the age of 85. Here is his very interesting obituary https://www.dahlstromfuneralhome.com/obituary/donald-zimbleman

The person who bought this Mercedes at auction for about $2,600, was a Missile Systems Crew Chief at Minot Air Force Base. He removed the exhaust, fuel pressure limiter, turbo boost limiter, and installed a larger turbo. A little more than a year later, in 2021 an oil field worker from Watford City bought this Mercedes, with the intention of putting its engine into a Toyota truck, and scrapping the car. In the Fall of 2021 I bought this car for $3,000, and saved it from being destroyed.

My 1982 Mercedes 300D Turbodiesel

When I bought this 1982 Mercedes 300D Turbodiesel, no one was impressed. I take that back, one of my co-workers who is in his early 60s, he recognized the car before he recognized that it was me driving it. He told me that he had always wanted one, his employer let him drive his in about 1990, it was very fast he said, it would go about 120 mph. How fast does this one go? About 125 mph, it has a larger turbo, and no exhaust on it.

But the important thing now, is that it gets about 30 mpg, because most of the driving that I do is not in stop-and-go-traffic, I mostly drive on highways in rural areas.

An Examination Of Golf Cart Girl Cass Holland

Over the past six months I have watched roughly a dozen TikTok videos from “Golf Cart Girl” Cass Holland. On the surface, in these videos Cass Holland is young, very attractive, funny, and she has a good disposition. But Cass is a good example for me to use in order to explain what other women are doing wrong.

The first few Golf Cart Girl videos that I saw of Cass Holland, I didn’t like her. I thought that she was a typical big-boobed, blond, dumb, complaining girl, with a stupid job. A couple of her videos were about some golfer who was trying to impress her and get a date with her. He took out a hundred dollar bill, tore it in half, and told her she could get the other half if she had dinner with him, something like that, he may have offered her additional money I believe to have dinner with him.

She didn’t like this man’s tactics, she thought about what to do, and she handled it appropriately, herself. She didn’t stomp off to the Club House trying to complain about him to the golf course manager or other golfers, trying to get him into trouble, making allegations of sexual harassment or solicitation.

As I continued to watch more of Cass Holland’s videos, it became apparent that she gets propositioned all day, every day at work. Sometimes subtly, bluntly, cleverly, awkwardly, funny, embarrassingly, appropriately, inappropriately. It is part of the job, in a way.

How can I say that being sexually harassed is part of any woman’s job? To answer this, is going to take more than one or two sentences, this may take more than several paragraphs: There are things that men do for fun, hobbies, sports that they play. Golf is a sport that men play during the day, that tends to have mostly successful, professional men that are business owners, managers, or are wealthy and able to be absent from a place of employment for the entire morning or afternoon during the middle of the week.

As part of a morning or afternoon outing with a group of men golfing, they engage in joking, amicable, friendly, boasting, competitive, or sparring conversations. And, just as likely consume some alcohol while golfing and socializing. In this frame of mind, it is not surprising that these men have something to say to the Golf Cart Girl, that they think is funny or entertaining.

In order to not ruin the jovial mood, make any golfer feel bad, or begin a confrontation, a smart Golf Cart Girl will not lash out and attack every golfer who says something stupid to her. Stop and think about this. If the Golf Cart Girl got into a fight every time a golfer said something that she didn’t like or thought was inappropriate, would ANY or MANY male golfers choose to buy drinks from her? Would male golfers choose to not even continue going to this particular golf course if the Golf Cart Girl was contentious?

In the 1990s there was a best-selling book titled, “The Seven Habits Of Highly Effective People”. In this book, the author states that the first three habits are, “Begin with the End in mind. Put First things First. Think, and Choose your response.” I don’t know how or where Cass Holland learned or came to know these three things, but she does.

Beginning with the End in mind, I think that Cass Holland thought about the money that she stands to make, the pleasantness of being able to work outside on a beautiful golf course, and the interesting successful people that she gets to meet at this particular place of employment. Putting First things First, Cass understands in her mind that selling as many drinks as possible and receiving as many tips as possible is the First Thing.

When men golfers say things to Cass that she does not like, she is able to Think and Choose her response, that is based on her already keeping the End in mind, and putting First things First. Is it best to say nothing at all? Is it best to say, No, but thank you. To say something funny? To let them down easy? To give a warning? To act ambivalent or un-phased?

Does it really matter that a man has said something stupid to her? Or does it matter more that she is getting off work in a couple of hours, has sold $2K worth of drinks, and has made $400 in tips that day?

From what I have seen, 90% of women wouldn’t last much longer than one week as a Golf Cart Girl at the golf course in the Phoenix area where Cass Holland works. 30% of women would be trying to find someplace to park and hide so that the didn’t have to work. 30% of women would be glaring, sneering, and snarling at the golfers. And 30% of the women would be too desperately trying to go home with a millionaire golfer.

Something else that Cass Holland handles well, is not being fooled by every handsome millionaire golfer that tries to get into her pants. When you see one of the TikTok videos that I include below, you will understand that all men are going to try to get her, but she has to reject 99% of men in a way that is not going to offend them.

Being careful to maintain a reputation of not being fooled by other women’s philandering husbands, has won Cass tolerance, if not admiration from women golfers and the wives of golfers. It also helps that Cass deals well with women golfers, even though women are in the minority and don’t generate as much in drink sales or tips.

Like I said, 90% of women would not last much longer than one week as a Golf Cart Girl at a prestigious gold course, and one of the reasons why is that most women not only do not get along with men, they don’t understand how detrimental other women can be to their success.

Because of the way that Cass conducts herself, not fighting with men even though they may have said something inappropriate, not hurting men’s feelings when she rejects them, not being fooled into sleeping with other women’s husbands, not going home with every handsome millionaire who asks, and is pleasant with women golfers, the women likely think very highly of Cass and want her to remain working there.

As far as women are concerned, it’s probably O.K. or amusing to them that their husbands, fiances, or boyfriends look forward to seeing the attractive Gold Cart Girl who always rejects their advances, but not in the least bit funny if there was any chance that she would agree. And perhaps the majority of women could be persuaded, which is why the majority of women couldn’t keep this job for much longer than one week.

Lastly, I want other women to take notice that Cass Holland does not have any tattoos, piercings, or smoke, like a street prostitute or side-show freak.

Polygamy Gets Women Off The Street And Keeps Them Out Of Trouble

When I was a child, a teenager, and later as a young man, I thought that polygamy was wrong. I believed that if polygamy was allowed, every celebrity, professional athlete, and wealthy man would have several beautiful wives, and that there would not be any beautiful women left over for normal marriages.

I could easily see, that young women and women in their thirties would jump at the chance to be one of the wives of a celebrity or professional athlete, to be photographed and videoed, shown in magazines, tabloids, and on television, to be talked about. Showing off their expensive jewelry and expensive designer clothes.

As I grew into my late thirties and early forties, primarily because of the internet, I began to lose all belief that women had any virtue, goodness, trustworthiness, or morality. Of course, growing up I witnessed and experienced some badly behaving women, but I thought that this was just SOME of them, I didn’t know that just about ALL of them were like this.

When the internet gave women anonymity, the ability to write about what they thought and what they wanted with little fear of consequences or being shamed, it revealed that women were about the least trustworthy, most treacherous, most immoral thing on this earth.

The internet showed that women, for attention and for money, will not hesitate to take off all of their clothes and perform any and every sex act imaginable. Prior to the internet, women tried to maintain many illusions, such as they were saving themselves for marriage, sex was something they engaged in with people they cared about, or that they were monogamous with their husbands.

It wasn’t just the proliferation of internet pornography that showed what women are really like, dating websites revealed even more about the true nature of women. Dating websites provided millions of written statements from women expressing what they really, truly wanted, that was in essence: Women wanted a tall, handsome man, that earned a large amount of money, who would pay for their house, automobile, clothes, food, jewelry, accessories, travel vacations, children, pets, hobbies, not question them, and allow them to do whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted.

Consequently, many men came to the realization that what women were saying, was something like, “Women want to be married, but they don’t want to be a wife.” Which means, women want a man to pay for everything, but women don’t want to do anything in return.

In the Bible and the Quran, there is a great deal of writing on women, describing the deception and treachery of some women, and describing the virtuous acts of other women. But the theme of both the Bible and the Quran is consistent, women need supervision, order, and direction in order to prevent them from succumbing to their own nature of deviousness, deception, treachery, immorality, destruction, and evil.

Because of the failed social experiments of the United States, where women were mistakenly given the right to vote, the ability to work outside the home, given the idea that they should pursue careers or higher education versus becoming married, that they could divorce their husband whenever they liked, that the Government would force men to give disobedient women a substantial portion of their earnings, we have had a collapse of families, society, communities, law & order in the U.S. We can’t even have a competent President fit for office, thanks to women voting.

There are many signs of society and women being ruined. Overweight women with their hair dyed purple, blue, red, or pink, covered in tattoos, their bodies mutilated with piercings, smoking and using drugs, glaring, leering, sneering, neglecting their children, being loud and contentious, plotting ways to make false allegations against men.

One way to prevent young women from becoming like this, from ruining themselves, is through Polygamy. If successful and wise married men in their 40s, 50s, and 60s, who have a wife in her 40s, would take-on an additional young wife of about 20-22 years of age, they could spare her and keep her from all of the misery, mistakes, and suffering that non-attached women put themselves through, because they don’t know any better.

Ideally, young women would pass from the love and protection of her own father and his household, into the care, love, and protection of her new, older already-married husband’s household. In Church or school interaction, families could plan and decide together who would be a suitable, compatible household for their daughter to transition into. With everything planned in advance, ahead of time, young women wouldn’t have to go through a period in their lives with no direction, no supervision, not knowing what to do, vulnerable to being taken advantage of, or being influenced the wrong way.

There are many reasons why it is such a good idea for a young 20-22 year old woman to become married to a successful man who has a wife in her 40s. A man who works, can’t be at home 24/7 to watch his wife and make sure that she isn’t getting into trouble. As soon as he leaves home, his wife could be talking to some other man on the phone or internet, inviting some man or naer-do-well people over to his house, using illegal drugs, leaving home to go to a bar or drug-house, inviting men over to have sex with her. But none of this is going to happen if this man’s 40 year old wife is standing there watching his 20 year old wife.

The first wife in her 40s, now has a renewed purpose in life, she can watch the second wife in her 20s, teach her, instruct her, mentor her. The first wife in her 40s, she doesn’t have to do all of the cooking, cleaning, and laundry herself, she can delegate some of this work to the 2nd wife in her 20s, and supervise that this work is being done correctly.

The first wife in her 40s is probably tired of having sex with her husband, she would probably prefer that her husband just leave her alone in this regard. Now, the first wife can get a good night’s sleep, without being disturbed or bothered. The husband can enjoy and look forward to being with his new second wife in her 20s every night, just like it was his honeymoon all over again, with a young lady who is soft, affectionate, and eager to please him.

So as the reader can see, when successful men take on a younger second wife, it is actually doing women a favor, because it keeps women from getting into trouble and ruining themselves.

Isabel Paige Is Quitting Tiny-House Living, The Truth I Want You To See

During the past ten years there has been a popularity of people writing about and making videos showing Van-Life, Tiny-House Building, Tiny-House Living, Off-Grid Living, Sustainable-Farming. Unfortunately much of this is misleading or even fake. Ordinary people, especially young people are getting the wrong impression of what is actually going on, and they are making plans to copy what they see, not understanding that this is not real.

One of the most popular Van-Life, Tiny-House, Off-Grid, Sustainable-Farming YouTubers is Isabel Paige, with over 600K subscribers to her channel. Myself and a few other people, have tried to point out that Isabel Paige has over-glamorized Tiny-House, Off-Grid, Sustainable-Farming

My criticism of Isabel Paige’s YouTube videos, is that I believe her viewers do not realize the amount of help, assistance, support, and backing that her parents provided. That Isabel’s viewers do not know that her parents own the land where Isabel built her tiny-house, that her parents’ fully equipped second home is several hundred feet away, that her parents bought the land in 2015 to legally grow marijuana, that’s what kind of “farm” it was.

Supporters of Isabel respond to these criticisms by saying that Isabel already said that her parents own the land, or that her father helped build her tiny-house, but there are always signs that many viewers don’t know. For instance, a viewer in Florida tried to start a GoFundMe in order to raise money for Isabel to have car repairs, not knowing that Isabel’s parents are multi-millionaires. How this viewer got this idea that Isabel didn’t have money, may have come from Isabel talking about trying to save money for her tiny-house by working as a waitress, and working at a farmer’s market.

Another area of criticism that I and few others had about Isabel’s videos, is that much of what she was doing was counter to survival. Examples of this, frequently bathing naked in the icy river where she could have fallen and gotten hurt; trodding through the snow and performing chores outside with clothing that was not protective enough; going far from home into the woods without a firearm; not spending enough time actually farming.

This week, Isabel announced that she was moving out of her tiny-house, leaving the farm, and that she was now embarking on a life of travel and videography. There are probably a thousand different responses to this news, myself, my response was something like “that figures…I knew it…I told you so…she was never into farming…she grew out of it…living in a tiny-house is not fun after all.”

Probably most of Isabel Paige’s viewers don’t think that she did anything wrong. I do. I think that there were many young people that used Isabel Paige’s videos as an excuse not to go to college, not to go to tech or vocational school, not to seek an apprenticeship, not to do any real life planning, but think that they could just drift around and daydream. I think that some people planned on homesteading, following Isabel Paige’s videos as a model.

Below, I want to explain some of the unique things about Isabel’s circumstances, so that people can clearly understand that Isabel had a lot of support and backing, especially from her father Steve, that most people do not have to this degree. I will try to explain this using a kind of time-line.

From 1978 to 1983, Isabel’s father Steve spent five years in college studying primarily mechanical engineering, fine arts, and studio arts. Twelve years later, Steve began designing, manufacturing, and distributing a variety of consumer products via three separate companies that he founded in 1995, 1996, and 2008. These products that he produced in his own manufacturing plant, and contracted foreign manufacturers to produce overseas, were sold around the world. The sale of one of his companies in 2013 is estimated to have yielded several million dollars. Steve’s financial success through the 1990s-2000s, allowed his family to live in a $2.5 million home overlooking Puget Sound in Seattle, which they still own and occupy.

In 2013, Steve started a legal marijuana growing company in eastern Washington State. In the 2013-2015 time frame, Steve purchased several large acreages in eastern Washington. At one of these locations there was a single-family home that was recently built by either Steve or the previous property owner, that Steve and his family used as a vacation home until he and his wife were ready to relocate from Seattle.

In approximately 2016-2017, Isabel was going to college in Australia, then living in New Zealand, then living in India to pursue Yoga.

In June of 2018, Isabel was living in a van in Hawaii, and working as a waitress.

In the end of Summer 2019, Isabel was living in her parents’ $2.5 million home overlooking Puget Sound in Seattle, and working as a waitress. Here is a video showing the view of where Isabel was living at her parents’ Seattle home in 2019, plus several views of Isabel visiting her parents’ second home in eastern Washington, and an explanation of how she had started out going to college in Australia, then living in New Zealand : https://youtu.be/kYtYKpB2h8o

In the Fall of 2019, Isabel got the idea that she would like to go live at her parents’ second home in eastern Washington, she was talking about doing it, but she kept her job in Seattle until April of 2020.

In the Spring and Summer of 2020, Isabel is living in her parents’ second home in eastern Washington. In the Summer of 2020, Isabel and her father begin building Isabel’s tiny-house. Isabel’s tiny-house is completed in about November of 2020.

In January 2021, Isabel goes on a trip with Hannah Lee Duggan in Florida. Spring of 2021, Isabel does some more interior work on her tiny-house. In June 2021, Isabel’s boyfriend Logan from Tennessee comes to stay for a while. In July of 2021 Isabel, Logan, and her family begin building an “Art Studio” that is slightly larger than Isabel’s tiny-house. November of 2021, Isabel and Logan finish construction of the Art Studio.

January 2022, Isabel is alone in her tiny-house. 2nd half of January, Logan returns, he and Isabel both get sick with Covid. February 2022, Isabel and Logan are done living in the tiny-house and the farm, they are leaving and not coming back. Here is the video about leaving: https://youtu.be/QooZrcx0mm8

In the Fall of 2019, Isabel was saying that her parents’ farm in eastern Washington was where she wanted to spend the rest of her life. She moved onto the farm in the Spring of 2020. In the Summer of 2020, Isabel and her father began building her tiny-house. In the Summer of 2021, Isabel and Logan began building their Art Studio. In February 2022, she’s done???

Most people, including myself, if I lived in a large $2.5M house overlooking Puget Sound in Seattle, I would be beyond satisfied with that. It doesn’t get any better than that, I don’t need to move. But let’s say that I did have a life-long dream of living in the mountains, in a forest, beside a river, and that I had a tiny-house and an art studio built there, WTF!, how does your supposed spend-the-rest-of-your-life/life-long-dream get boring in less than two years, and you’re ready to walk away from it all?

I am trying to point out two things. One, that off-grid/tiny-house/sustainable-living/homesteading must not be as exciting, fulfilling, fun, and glamorous as portrayed in YouTube videos if it gets old, boring, tiresome after less than two years. Two, that what other people might have intended to copy as a model for off-grid/tiny-house/sustainable-living/homesteading, saving and using every resource they possess to accomplish, wasn’t actually a long-term plan, it was all just like a privileged child’s backyard play set.

Update 3/13/22:  For a more complete discussion about Isabel Paige quitting her tiny-house, off-grid, sustainable-farm, and beginning to make van-life videos, watch Jasmine Cherry’s YouTube video about this, and read the comments to this video:

The Mormon Church Does A Good Job Keeping Girls From Smoking, Alcohol, Drugs, Tattoos, Piercings, Obesity, And Promiscuity

When I was living in Flagstaff, Arizona in 2007, the real estate prices kept getting higher and higher, way out of proportion to the local wage rate. Even though I loved living in Flagstaff, I couldn’t afford to live there much longer, I wasn’t making enough money to keep up with the cost of living.

I began trying to figure out where I could move to, that had the same climate, geography, terrain, and small-town lifestyle as Flagstaff, but didn’t cost so much. Several people who were older, more experienced, and more travelled than me, told me that I would like Idaho, that I would do well there, that there were a lot of Mormons there, that I would fit in.

I was not a Mormon, and I didn’t know very much about Mormonism. What I thought that I knew, was that Mormons didn’t smoke, drink alcohol, use drugs, and that they were very family oriented. What’s wrong with that? Who could argue against that?

When I arrived in Idaho, one of the very first things that I was surprised with, was how beautiful, healthy, and friendly the women were. The women really did look different, they had much healthier looking hair, very clear skin complexions, straight white teeth, strong erect posture, and unashamed, direct, friendliness.

As I began living in Idaho, I started to learn more and more about Mormons, Mormonism, The Book Of Mormon, their culture, values, and lifestyle. I was invited to attend Mormon Church services. I began to see that the Mormon Church required a complete commitment, unlike some of the other religions that I had previously been exposed to in the past.

Just off the top of my head, some of the things that I recall about the Mormon Church: Monday was “Family Day” for staying home and doing things with family; Tuesday might have been women’s day to volunteer with food processing, food storage, food distribution in order to maintain a six-month supply of food; Wednesday was something like Bible Study or Church Work Groups; Thursday? Friday? Saturday?; But Sunday was the big day where all Mormons attended their specifically assigned “Ward”, had a general meeting of the congregation with everyone present, then broke up into several different study-groups, some of them for adults, some for children, some for men, some for women.

Because I was most likely a Methodist from my Huguenot heritage, had attended a Catholic elementary school, and my next-door neighbor while growing up was the Pastor of an Evangelical Church, I was dumbfounded when in a Mormon men’s study group, someone read from the the Book Of Mormon or the supplemental Doctrines & Covenants, “Just as God evolved, so too can we evolve, and become gods of our own planet one day.” What???

To me, at that time about 40 years old, that was sacrilege to suggest that God “evolved”, and that we could “become like God”, and “become gods of our own planet one day”. That was about the most heretical, sacrilegious thing that a person could say. I believed that there was no way that I could participate in the Mormon religion and the Mormon Church.

As time went on, years passed living in Idaho, I learned more and more that the best employment was reserved for Mormons in good standing, that the Mormon Church kept thorough records and tabs on everyone. Average jobs in Idaho were for average Mormons. Bad, low-paying, undesirable, fringe jobs, left-over jobs, the crumbs were left for non-Mormons.

However, the crime was not bad, there was no disorder, the cost-of-living was not high, life was calm and peaceful in Idaho, all of these things were the result of firm Mormon control. I could not make very much money in Idaho, because I would not become a Mormon. All I had to do was go along with every part of the Mormon program, and I could then have a good job and a beautiful wife, they would just pick one from the herd for me.

In my mind, I knew that I wouldn’t be able to keep up with the strenuous, constant demand of time from the Mormon Church for all of their required activities. If I had a beautiful Mormon wife, day-by-day she would become more and more disappointed in me, and I could see that I would have ruined her life. This would be especially cruel, because Mormon girls are so pure, innocent, trusting, caring, nurturing, and loving.

In the strong, committed, tight-knit Mormon families, they are very focused on how they raise their daughters. Mindful to be gentle and loving with their daughters, but making sure that their daughters become accustomed to work, being disciplined, not succumbing to laziness, or forming any bad habits. Their daughters are shielded from the bad things in the world, not exposed to violence, hate, bad language, vices, sexuality, immorality, or bad behavior, so that they become trusting, kind, caring, nurturing, gentle, and loving.

One of the things that the Mormon Church, Mormon community, and Mormon families do, is offer to any Mormon, that if they are not going to remain committed, and follow the rules, that they should depart from the Church, community, or family. Inevitably it does happen, often with teenagers, that they want to rebel against one or more of the Mormon practices. This can manifest as a teenager experimenting with alcohol, drugs, or sex. The Mormons believe that it is better for these apostates to leave, rather than infect and pollute others.

On the internet, there are hundreds or thousands of ex-Mormons who try to share their bad experiences with the Mormon Church. At first, I read their stories and saw them as a warning against the Mormon Church. But as I began to read each of their stories, especially the stories from ex-Mormon women in their twenties and thirties, I saw that as they were breaking away from the Mormon Church or shortly thereafter, they were engaging in sex outside of marriage, using alcohol and drugs, getting tattoos and body piercings.

These ex-Mormons were trying to tell their individual stories like the Church did something wrong, whereas I felt, “You fools! You idiots! You morons! Look what you are doing! Look at what you are doing to yourself! The Church didn’t do anything wrong, YOU ARE!”

It’s like watching a train wreck, a Mormon mother and father raised a young girl with love, kindness, thoughtfulness, discipline, and purpose, shielding and protecting her from everything bad in the world, helping her to grow up strong and healthy. And in return, the very first thing that she does when leaving home to go to college, is start smoking, drinking alcohol, using drugs, and having sex!

I say, if she wants to be a dirty whore, let her! Be done with her! But don’t let her back into your lives and your community. Let her live in the world, as an unwed welfare mother, with her STDs, her tattoos, and her body piercings. Let her live with the blue-haired, lesbian, Democrats.