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Getting The White Trash Treatment Again At Dakota Community Bank

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To begin with, I want to say that all of the Bank Tellers at every Dakota Community Bank branch that I have been to, have always been very professional, competent, friendly, quick, and helpful.

Also, the several times that I have met and spoken to the Branch Manager at Dakota Community Bank, they have been professional, cordial, knowledgeable, and honest with me.

However, I don’t like it when I am given the “White Trash” treatment, being treated like I am a dumb, ignorant, uneducated, poor, know-nothing, which has happened to me twice at Dakota Community Bank.

The first time that this happened, was when I was opening a checking account with Dakota Community Bank a couple of years ago.  I was told that the Bank had to perform a credit check on me before I could open an account with them.  I was about 48 years old at the time, I currently had four different checking and savings accounts with three other banks, and I had never, ever, been told that I needed to have my credit checked in order to open an account at a bank.

At this time, when I was reading and selecting the options for this checking account with Dakota Community Bank, I asked, “This debit card, is this an additional service, or does this come with this checking account?”  The Bank employee said, “If you are denied for your checking account, you will be denied for the debit card too?”  That was not what I was asking, every other bank account that I had automatically provided an ATM/debit card with the account, I was trying to ask if this was a separate service, because this appeared to be called out separately.  I was insulted and angry about this talk of me being denied a checking account.

Today, I went into a Dakota Community Bank branch, to ask some questions about getting a safety deposit box.  I wanted to ask about box size, and fees, but I had other questions too.  I said to the Bank Teller that I wanted speak to someone in an office, I didn’t want to ask my questions out in the lobby where everyone could hear me.

In hindsight, I think that the person who I ended up speaking with, was probably the same woman that I was unhappy with two years ago when I opened my checking account, when I first received the “White Trash” treatment.

I explained that I had some questions.  Because I live by myself, I had gotten into the habit of leaving car titles laying out in my apartment, and leaving my checkbooks out in my apartment, not locked up.  Even though I had something that was large and heavy that I use as a safe, two people could probably carry it off, so even if I locked up my extra car keys, car titles, extra checkbooks, and cash, it could just be carried off when I wasn’t home.

I then asked a question about something that had been bothering me for a while.  I was afraid that banks would probably be dodgy and evasive in answering this question, and how they would handle the situation that I was going to ask about.  I asked, “If someone was in my apartment while I was at work, and they removed a check from the back of my checkbook where I would not notice, forged my name, and wrote out a check payable to themselves or someone else, would your Bank reimburse me for this loss when I discovered it?”  Her reply was “No”.

I was in disbelief, though I had feared that I would be given an answer like this from a bank.  When I took a Business Law class in high school, I am pretty sure that this is where I learned that banks are liable for forged checks.  I was also pretty sure that I had at one point looked up this law.

My belief and understanding was, that part of the banking industry practice, was to authenticate an account holder’s signature on checks, and that if a fraud was committed, the bank would assume liability, reimburse the erroneously paid funds to the account holder, and that the bank would pursue legal action against the person who perpetrated the fraud.  The bank is insured for this type of fraud, it is part of the cost of doing business, it has staff and expertise in discovering and pursuing this type of fraud.

I tried to explain that I had had the belief that banks were liable for forged checks, and that this was part of the FDIC insurance program that banks were enrolled in.  She replied, no, FDIC insurance only covers account holders when banks become insolvent.

This is what I was worried about, that banks and bank employees would try to deny that the bank was liable for forged checks, even though the law says otherwise.  Though I expected that this could happen, I didn’t know if it would be from ignorance of the law, or a deliberate attempt to deny liability, refuse to pay, stonewall the customer, wear him down, and make him give up.

I had for many, many years, left my checkbooks in my briefcase inside my vehicle when I went to work, went out to eat, and often overnight when my vehicle was parked out on the street.  I was confident that I would be reimbursed for stolen and forged checks.  However, I have seen so many wrong things going on in Dickinson and North Dakota, that I was suspicious about how banks and bank employees in Dickinson would handle stolen and forged checks.

Stop and think about this, if anyone at any time could get a blank check out of the middle of your checkbook, write a check and forge your name, and take all the money out of your checking or savings account, and the bank would not reimburse you for this theft when you discovered it, why would you even keep money in a checking or savings account?  Do you think that you as an individual would have any chance recovering the stolen money from the forger after it was spent?  This is what banks have a fraud department and insurance for.

When I got home, I looked up on the internet, “are banks liable for forged checks”, and eight out of the eight sites that I have looked at so far, say that yes, banks are liable for reimbursing account holders for forged checks.  Here are some sites that you can go look at and see for yourself:

https://pocketsense.com/liable-forged-checks-11972.html

https://budgeting.thenest.com/liable-forged-checks-24116.html

https://www.sapling.com/6190100/liable-forged-checks

Beware of Forged Signature on Checks

If you looked at and read any of the above links which are supposed to answer the question about banks being liable for forged checks, you would see that although banks are liable for reimbursing account holders for forged checks, banks can try the legal plea that they were “acting in good faith” and “used diligence” in order to try to get out of repaying account holders.

So what is the truth?  The truth is, that all national banks in the U.S. are governed and regulated by a branch of the U.S. Department of the Treasury called “The Office of the Comptroller of the Currency”:

“The OCC charters, regulates, and supervises all national banks and federal savings associations as well as federal branches and agencies of foreign banks. The OCC is an independent bureau of the U.S. Department of the Treasury.”

“To ensure that national banks and federal savings associations operate in a safe and sound manner, provide fair access to financial services, treat customers fairly, and comply with applicable laws and regulations.”

To find the absolute definitive answer to my question, the OCC answered this question on this link: https://www.helpwithmybank.gov/get-answers/bank-accounts/forgery-and-fraud/faq-banking-fraud-02.html :

“Financial institutions are generally required to reimburse customers for forged checks. However, based on individual circumstances, the bank can investigate to determine if the customer is entitled to a reimbursement.

Whether the bank is liable for the customer’s loss depends on the specific circumstances of the case. Generally, a bank is liable for accepting a check that has been forged, altered, or improperly endorsed. However, if the bank can prove two things—that it accepted the check in good faith and exercised ordinary care and diligence in handling the transaction—it may not be liable.

If your actions—the way the check or checkbook was handled, issued, completed, or made payable—contributed to the making of the forgery, you may be at least partially liable. Generally, the bank will require you to complete an affidavit. It may also request that you file a police report.”

Further, if you have any problems with a bank failing to reimburse you for a forged check, no matter what the bank claims, the OCC wants you to contact them at Phone: (800) 613-6743.  I called this number and I spoke to an agent, even though I told the agent that I did not want to file a complaint against Dakota Community Bank at this time,  I just wanted to get some information, they still insisted that I give them all of my personal information and the bank name and location for their records.

Again, why is Dakota Community Bank treating me like stupid, ignorant, uneducated, poor, know-nothing White Trash, telling me that banks aren’t liable for forged checks?  This lets me know, that Dakota Community Bank is probably going to do everything it can to not reimburse customers for fraudulent transactions, regardless of what the law says.  You will probably have a fight on your hands with the Bank if anything goes wrong.

Unfortunately, what is happening with large companies now, whether they are insurance companies, utility companies, credit card companies, or banks, they will take all the money out of your account, allow all of the money to be taken out of your account, or fail to pay money that they owe you, and just laugh at you, because they are a large corporation with millions of dollars in assets and full-time attorneys on staff, and you are just an ordinary person, what can you do to them?  An individual could spend all of their time and money going through the legal system against a large company and not get anywhere.

Amazement And Enjoyment When People In Dickinson Get What Is Coming To Them

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Though most people would think that it is perverse, sinister, and sick, that I get so much enjoyment out of bad things happening to people in Dickinson, I not only admit to it, I want to talk about it.

Never, ever in my life had I personally witnessed so much cruelty and hatred towards other human beings, as I saw and experienced in Dickinson, North Dakota during the oil boom that occurred from 2007 through 2014.

There is no where in the United States with more vacant, barren, undeveloped, unoccupied cheap land, than in the Dickinson area, but due to greed, wickedness, and evil in the hearts of people in Dickinson, there became a false and manipulated “housing shortage”, in order to fleece, extort, abuse, and take advantage of the people who came here for work.

The local people in Dickinson were mean and cruel to the out of state workers in just about every way.  As neighbors, co-workers, business owners, and landlords the local people in Dickinson were mean, hostile, unfriendly, uncooperative, hateful, undermining, and sabotaging.

I relish, savor, rejoice, and give thanks when something very bad happens to people in Dickinson who did something to me.

In my mind, I keep a list of everything and everyone who has done something bad to me in Dickinson, and I check them off every time something bad happens to them.  I would like it even better if I created a written list to look at, of very bad things happening to people who did something to me:

D.S. – interfered with me having a place to live – dead

N.F. – interfered with me having a place to park my equipment – stroke, paralyzed

J.K. – interfered and endangered me at work – skull crushed

M.C. – interfered and endangered me at work – cancer

M.D. – interfered and undermined me at work – cancer

C.S. – interfered with me at work – lost business, left town, end of career here

J.M. – caused me problems at work – being sued for money, lose professional license

R.V. – interfered with me getting hired – arrested, lost job, publicly humiliated

K.H. – interfered with me at work – lost job, arrested, left town, publicly humiliated

E.D. – interfered with me at work – lost job, left town

D.C. – interfered with at work – lost job, left town, end of career here

R.R. – interfered with me at work – lost job, left town, end of career here

L.F. – interfered with me at work – lost job, left town

M.G. – interfered with me at work – lost job, left town, end of career here

W.H. – nasty/disrespectful to me at work – lost job, left town

H.W. – interfered with me at work – lost job, left town, end of career here

Steve ? – interfered with me at work – lost job

Kelly ? – interfered with me at work – lost job, left town, end of career here

I honestly and truthfully like it when bad things happen to people who did something to me.  I hope that more, and more, and more bad things happen to the people in Dickinson who deserve it.

I am not claiming that nothing bad will happen to me, it probably will.  However, regardless of what happens to me, I want to live and endure long enough to see everyone in Dickinson get what is coming to them.

I have wanted to do this for a couple of years, to list the specific terrible things that I want to happen to specific people in Dickinson, and perhaps I will write this list too.

The Jordheim Building Should Become A Mosque In Dickinson, North Dakota

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The Jordheim Building in downtown Dickinson, is the tallest building in Dickinson.  Though it is only six stories in height, it looks much, much taller than this.  This building is currently unoccupied, and it is up for sale.

Here is a brief description of this building which I copied from the website LoopNet.com:

Excellent commercial building opportunity in the heart of the Bakken. Jordheim’s Plaza, 6 story building located in downtown Dickinson, ND. First, 2nd and 3rd floors have been extensively remodeled. Floors 4, 5 and 6 have tremendous development potential. First floor has been finished into office/retail space. 10 remodeled baths with 9 being handicap accessible. First and 2nd floors have central air. Floors 4, 5 and 6 have not been remodeled. Floors 4, 5 & 6 used to be used as hotel rooms. Electrical and new heating systems were completed for the first 3 floors in 1997. Parking lot to the East of the building was resurfaced in 2008. Ground level for building was stuccoed in 2008. Building is located in the Renaissance Zone in Dickinson which might qualify for property tax credits with approved application.

I picture in my mind, a gleaming white building with all commercial signage removed from it, with minarets added to each corner of the building roof, and one large taller minaret in the center of the roof, from which a muezzan calls Muslims to prayer:

 

If you read the description up above about the current floor plan, you will see that there is space for the Mosque worship area, classrooms for religious instruction, classrooms for a Muslim school grades Kindergarten through 12th grade, space for civic meetings, space for social gatherings, and rooms for lodging.

In the grounds adjacent to the Mosque building, and the City park next door, there could be a Mediterranean market with food, clothing, rugs, jewelry, and other merchandise.

Believe it or not, there is already a large Muslim population in Dickinson, due to the people from African nations that have moved here for work.  Why not make Dickinson an inviting destination for more Africans with the largest Mosque in North Dakota, and fill up all of this vacant new housing?

Look For People With Phones Taking Pictures Of Your Property In Dickinson, North Dakota

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In May through July of this year, I had to telephone the Police in Dickinson about seven times due to the theft or attempted theft of my property, or other people’s property in downtown Dickinson where I live.

What my neighbors noticed in June, was that people would walk beside our vehicles with their phone held out in front of them or beside them, taking pictures of what was inside our vehicles.

In late June, one of my neighbors got in his vehicle, and he tried to follow and take a photo of one of the people who was doing this, but he tried to turn away, and get away in order to not be photographed.  This particular person was arrested out on the street about three hours later for several different charges unrelated to the photographing of property inside people’s vehicles.

Since then, I have caught two other people photographing what was in the back of my truck or inside of my vehicle.  In July, one of these people was a young, plump, red haired girl that was about 14 years old that was out walking her small dog.  I was across the street sitting in my truck talking on the phone one evening, watching this girl walk around the corner and walk down the sidewalk, then she stopped at the back corner of my other vehicle, took her phone out, and began videoing what was inside this vehicle of mine.

I had to stop my phone call, quietly get out of my truck, crouch down below the roof of my other vehicle across the street, sneak over there, and when I stood up at the front corner of my vehicle, the very first thing that she did was try to hide her phone.  I was not mean to her, I explained to her that I had had my property stolen from my vehicle recently, why was she videoing what was in my vehicle?

I waited for her to walk away and around the corner, then I drove down a parallel street, until I could see what house it was that she returned to.  Was she spotting things to steal for an older brother, or do people pay kids to locate things to steal?

The second person that I caught videoing what was in my truck, was in late August.  Me and my neighbor were working on his car on one side of the street, and I looked over to see a skinny man about 27 years old, walking on the other side of the street where there is no sidewalk, walking in the street, passing just an inch beside each vehicle, with his phone held out in front of him, pointing inside of these vehicles.

No, he was not on his phone having a conversation.  No, he was not out getting some exercise.  I waited for him to get to the next corner, where he made a right turn to head east.  I got in my truck, and I followed him, staying about a block away.  At the very next corner he made a right turn, to head south.  When he got to the next corner, he saw me, and he stopped.

It appeared that he lived about one block away, whether it was the shitty house on the corner, or the apartment building across the street, I don’t know.  But he saw me, and he knew, that I knew what he was doing.

For those of you who don’t know what I am talking about, people leave things in their vehicle:  phone, phone charger, music CDs, wallet, purse, laptop computer, camera, radar detector, tools, etcetera.  Rather than stand there for a minute looking through a car window at the dashboard, front seat, back seat, back window, and trying to determine what is there, what kind of stereo is there, what is it worth, is there a car alarm, the thief can just walk by with his phone and video everything in one pass.  He can look at the video later to see what is inside each vehicle.

It appears, that if the people who are doing this are spotted and followed, especially if they are followed all the way back to where they live, and they realize that they have been followed, they temporarily give up their theft plans for that route where they were caught.

Vote Fails For Funding New High School In Dickinson, North Dakota

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On September 10, and previously on May 7 of 2019, voters in Dickinson overwhelmingly voted down a bond scheme to fund the construction of a new $89 million high school.

The main reason why people in the Dickinson area voted against building a new high school, is because it would have cost the average homeowner about $500 more per year in property taxes, and the average apartment dweller about $250 more per year in rent.

In general, the people in Dickinson are cheap, so cheap, that they would rather have repeat offender meth addict drug dealers and thieves running loose on the streets of Dickinson, than have to pay to keep them in prison where they belong.

I am glad that the vote for funding the construction of a new high school in Dickinson failed, because I want to see everyone in Dickinson get what is coming to them, after the way the people here treated the out-of-state workers during the oil boom.  No new school for you.

If you drive through the downtown main street of Belfield, New England, Richardton, Taylor, or Gladstone, this is what Dickinson would have looked like, had it not been for the oil boom, a ghost town.  And, this is what Dickinson will return to.

Even though I want Dickinson to whither and decay out of hatred, the local people in Dickinson want this same thing, only they think that it would be great if everyone moved away.

Besides me and the local people in Dickinson wanting everyone to move away from Dickinson, the Governor, North Dakota legislators, and everyone in Fargo, Jamestown, Grand Forks, and Bismarck would like everyone to move away from Dickinson too, so that the oil revenue money could be spent elsewhere, not wasted on services and infrastructure for the backwards, primitive, oil-field trash in Dickinson.

The blue-collar, oil-field trash in Dickinson will buy a $50,000 to $80,000 Ford or Dodge pickup, then go pay another $2,500 for big tires and wheels, they probably spend about $1,000 per year on cigarettes, but hell no they won’t pay $500 for a new high school.

The Escape Of Sierra Smebakken From Dickinson, North Dakota

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The first time that I became aware of Sierra Smebakken, was back in 2014-2015 when I was looking on Facebook to see if there were any attractive women in Dickinson, North Dakota.  There certainly were no attractive women in Dickinson on internet dating sites like PlentyOfFish.com, or out in public in the evening when I got off work.

On Facebook, once you found one attractive young lady, if you looked at her “Friends”, you would usually see more attractive young women, and looking at these attractive young women and their “Friends”, you could keep on sightseeing.  This is probably how I happened upon Sierra Smebakken’s Facebook profile.

Her name stuck out to me.  If you were in North Dakota, you would know that the oil boom that lasted from  2007 through 2014 was due to a vast, deep underground oil reserve called the “Bakken Formation”.  Poor girl, she just missed being a “Bakken”.

What also caused Sierra Smebakken to stick in my mind, was that she was thin, attractive, long-legged, scantily dressed, and standing on a balcony in Miami in her Facebook photographs.  Unlike most women in Dickinson, she was far from the hideous no-neck monsters that we have here.

How could the Ukrainian immigrants who settled the Dickinson area have such ugly offspring, when Ukrainian women are typically not ugly?  Just go look at the website EscortOfItaly.com, where most of the escorts are Russian/Ukrainian, and you will see how beautiful these women are, and there are so many of them that they are common.

I have begun to believe, that the forbearers of the people in Dickinson, were offspring of the female Yeti that was captured in southern Russia in the 1850s named “Zana”, who human men mated with.  Zana’s offspring, according to their description, look and act like the people in Dickinson.  Here is one scientific article on this subject https://www.ancient-origins.net/news-evolution-human-origins/dna-evidence-suggests-captured-russian-ape-woman-020288

Not wanting to be trapped and mated with the local ape people in Dickinson, Sierra made her escape to Miami, and I don’t blame her.  Below is a short biography of Sierra:

Sierra Drew Smebakken was born in 1993 to Darrell and Rosemary Smebakken.  Her mother, Rosemary, owns and operates a small restaurant in Dickinson called “Country Rose Cafe”, where Sierra was sometimes forced to work as a waitress.

Sierra graduated from Dickinson High School in 2011.  In the Fall of 2011 she began attending Dickinson State University.  She later transferred to Iowa Western to study Fashion Marketing & Merchandising from 2011 through 2014.

In 2016 Sierra Smebakken began receiving international publicity when she was seen several times, sitting first row with her boyfriend, multi-millionaire Dennis Leebow at Cleveland Cavaliers NBA basketball games.  Dennis Leebow founded a steel processing company in 1979, Majestic Steel, in Cleveland.

In the entertainment industry, there is a saying, “All publicity is good publicity”, and Sierra certainly did get a tremendous amount of publicity all of a sudden.  Her boyfriend, Dennis Leebow, a multi-millionaire, is 68-70 years old, although he does look younger than this.  Dennis Leebow has gotten attention for wearing furs and acting very visible while front row at NBA games, and allegedly having as many as twelve young girlfriends, at the same time.

What Sierra did, can be a lesson for other young women, if they don’t already know what I am going to explain.  Many attractive young women become “Instagram Models”, meaning, they create an Instagram account and begin uploading photographs of themselves “modeling”.

Believe it or not, many of these young attractive women “Instagram Models” don’t plan on or expect to be successful fashion models, because they know that they are not tall enough, thin enough, or distinct looking.  However, they do know that they are hot enough for successful men to want to date them.

Young women move to Miami, Atlanta, Austin, Nashville, New York, Phoenix, Los Angeles, or Dubai, places where there are plenty of millionaires, celebrities, professional athletes, and become “Instagram Models”, making sure to show their location and contact information.

If these “Instagram Models” are contacted by some man claiming to be a millionaire, celebrity, or professional athlete, they can look them up on the internet, and then decide if they want to accept their invitation to meet.

If you want to see photographs of Sierra, here is a link to many of her photographs provided by Google https://www.google.com/search?q=sierra+smebakken&rlz=1C1AVFC_enUS746US746&sxsrf=ACYBGNQAuin5nwGVxTZncLsCamedBXSh9Q:1567913367751&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwietcq6pMDkAhVFI6wKHey9BAoQ_AUIEygC&biw=1211&bih=582

Cutting Ties With Friends Who Are Too Much Trouble In Dickinson, North Dakota

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I have had to cut ties with friends who are too much trouble, several times in Dickinson, North Dakota.  These friends were people who were always having problems, often because they used poor judgment, and they would frequently ask me for help, which began to make my life full of problems too.

I had to cut ties with my oldest and best friend in Dickinson this week, because he was always having problems, and trying to make his problems my problems too, like I owed him help and was obligated to help him.  I want to try to explain this.

In the winter of 2013, I was staying in my small trailer on a person’s property north of Dickinson, with electric hookup, but no water and no sewer hook up.  For people not familiar with the oil boom in North Dakota, housing was so scarce and expensive during the oil boom, that many people paid hundreds of dollars a month in rent to sleep in a tent in someone’s backyard.  Many people slept in their vehicles at Tiger Truck Stop or WalMart, even though they had full-time jobs, because rent was so expensive.

The person whose property I was staying on in my small trailer, he bought a diesel Ford F250 in December of 2013, and he began plugging its engine block heater power cord into the same electric power outlet that my small trailer was plugged into.  In the middle of the night when it got down to -20 degrees Fahrenheit, the electric panel breaker would trip, leaving me without power and without heat.

Across the open field that I was living on, was a residential neighborhood where I had met one of the homeowners while working for a contractor in Dickinson.  I asked this homeowner if I could park my small trailer in his yard, plug into his electric, and pay him rent.  This homeowner explained to me that he was on an equalized payment electric utility plan, and that this would disrupt his payment plan.  So I asked him if he had a spare bedroom to rent.

This homeowner who was in his late fifties, he was overweight and in bad health.  His yard and his house were full of clutter.  He currently did not have employment, he sold items on E-Bay to make money, and his house and each room were full of inventory.  We cleared out one of the two spare bedrooms for me to stay in, and I agreed to pay him $450 per month in rent.

This homeowner, I will call him “Danny”, though that is not his real name.  In “Danny”, I had found someone who was struggling financially, was in bad health, had no friends, no one to help him, and no one cared about him.  He appeared to be eager to have some additional income, some company, and someone to help him.

In the little over three years that I spent living in Danny’s home, I paid him over $18,000 in rent, about $2,000 in storage fees for equipment parked in his yard, and I paid him about $1,500 for helping me in my self-employed work.  This $21,500 was tax-free, unreported income for Danny.

While living with Danny, I found out more about his health problems and his personal problems.  He had not been employed anywhere for almost ten years.  Even though Dickinson had been going through the biggest oil boom that it had ever had since 2007, Danny had been unemployed during this time.

Beginning in 2014, when I became manager of a small company in Dickinson, I was able to get “Danny” hired to work with me for several months.  I had difficulty with Danny trying to get him to complete his employment application to become hired.  He was frustrated by the application and unwilling to make the effort to provide the documentation that was requested.  While going through this with him, I could see some of the problems that caused Danny to be unemployed for the previous ten years.

Danny did not listen to my instructions on how to get to the job site in Watford City or how long the drive took, and he was late to work his first day.  He also forgot his suitcase and he had to drive back to Dickinson after work to go back and get his suitcase.

Initially, Danny became lost in Watford City a couple of times, though Watford City was a small town with a population of about 10,000 people, with about two or three traffic lights in the entire town.  Danny became unglued after becoming lost, he became extremely nasty with me and the hotel owner where we were staying, when we tried to give him directions on the telephone.

Within a week or two, Danny proceeded to make a complaint about me as a manager and co-worker, in an attempt to get me fired, in order to possibly get his cousin in Watford City hired in my place, or to try to make himself manager, or just out of spite.  Unbeknownst to me, the owner of the hotel in Watford City had made a complaint about Danny’s behavior at the hotel to the owner of the company, and the owner of the company told me, that we were never hiring Danny again after this job was over.

It was difficult and frustrating living in Danny’s home, after I had done him the favor of getting him hired to work with me, he had caused me a lot of trouble at work and he had tried to get me fired.  For those of you not familiar with North Dakota, it is very common for North Dakotans to try to get their out-of-state co-workers fired, because they are not from here.  I don’t know what Danny was thinking.

After living with Danny for a while, I could see that he did not have any friends, his brothers and sisters did not want to visit him or talk to him, his neighbors did not want to interact with him, and no one wanted to help him.

Because Danny’s personality was sometimes a “know-it-all”, sometimes arrogant, sometimes belligerent, I could see why he did not have any friends, his brothers and sisters did not want to visit or talk to him, his neighbors did not want to interact with him, and he had had difficulty obtaining or keeping employment.  The other thing that kept people away, was that Danny was always trying to get people to help him.

I learned from reading court records on the internet, that Danny had declared bankruptcy about twice.  He had had surgeries that were paid for by social services and other charitable organizations, but unemployment during these times left him with bills that he was unable to pay, so he declared bankruptcy.  He still had outstanding court judgments against him that had not been paid, after his bankruptcies.

I wondered if his neighbors and other people that Danny had had interaction with, had the opinion of Danny, that he was always trying to get something for nothing.  It appeared that they had this opinion.  Not just because of declaring bankruptcy in the past, or having health problems and wanting help, or recovering from surgery and wanting help, but always trying to get people to help him with something.

In 2016, the small company that I was the manager of in Dickinson, it was not very busy, and I was able to get outside employment in Watford City on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday.  Partly to help Danny, and partly to get someone to work the rest of the week for me in Watford City on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday, I again got Danny hired to work with me.

Danny caused me some difficulty at first when he started working in Watford City, because he was not doing what we were hired to do.  But after I got mad at him and told him that he wasn’t doing what we were being paid to do, he did what he was supposed to.  This job in Watford City earned Danny about $48,000 over the next thirteen months.

The $21,500 that I had paid to Danny as unreported tax-free income, the $8,000 that he got paid from working with me in Watford City the first time, the $48,000 that he got paid from working with me in Watford City the second time, was more money than Danny had made in his previous nearly ten years of unemployment.  And as a result of having some money now, in some ways Danny became more of an asshole.

Because Danny had money now, because of me paying him rent and getting him hired to work with me, Danny became more of an asshole, more arrogant, more loud-mouthed, and more belligerent.  He didn’t really need me as a roommate anymore, and he was obnoxious.  I moved out of his house in the Spring of 2017 because Danny was so offensive and belligerent.

For the next year and a half, after I had moved out of Danny’s house, Danny was unemployed, he could not get a job, and he did not have any income.  I learned that he was unable to pay his home owners insurance, nor his property tax which he was already in arrears.  He was selling his personal belongings to survive.

In the late summer of 2018, I got Danny hired to work with me again, because I knew that he was about to lose his home for non-payment of property taxes.  Even though Danny had caused me problems at work before, and Danny had caused me problems when I was living in his home, I still felt like I should help him, because he had helped me back in the Winter of 2013 when I needed a place to stay.

After Danny had worked with me for about four months, he was complaining that he should be paid more money.  He was complaining about wanting more money, after he had been caught and photographed sleeping while on the job several times, and he was close to being fired for cause.

After Danny had made about $30,000 working with me, he was buying new windows for his house and he was talking about buying a new truck.  After he had made about $40,000, he was talking about re-roofing his house.

In the past several months, I have had to come and give Danny a tow in his broken vehicle from downtown Dickinson back to his home twice.  A couple of weeks ago I drove a trailer to go pick up and load by hand 3,500 lb of roofing shingles for Danny’s house.

In this same time period, for some insane reason, Danny told some Mexican guy who I don’t know who recently got arrested, that I would give him a ride two hours one way to go pick up his vehicle.  And, Danny told some woman who doesn’t have any money that I would sell her one of my vehicles.

I got onto to Danny for telling these two people that I do not know that I would give them a ride two hours away or sell them one of my vehicles when they do not have any money.  I asked him what was he thinking, why was he trying to cause me problems?

For the past several months, Danny has been complaining about having difficulty and no one wanting to help him put in his new windows, replace the roof on his house, fix the furnace in his basement, or perform hip surgery on him.  His neighbors, his brothers, tradespeople, the doctors, me, we don’t want to help him because we already have helped in the past, he always wants help, and he always wants something for nothing.

A few days ago Danny was being very belligerent on the phone with me and complaining that no one wants to help him.  I told him that I was about ready to refuse to help him anymore, after I had loaded the 3,500 lbs of roofing shingles for him onto his trailer.  Danny said, ” Oh, I know, you never want to help me with anything.”

I can’t understand how Danny can be so stupid as to not recognize how many times that I have helped him.  I suppose that it is too painful for him to admit or acknowledge that without my help he would have never had employment income and rent income, and he would have lost his house and been living in a public assistance housing project apartment by now.

But this is the way that people are.  Because just about everyone that I have become friends with in Dickinson has acted this way, I have had to cut ties with everyone of my friends in Dickinson.  I don’t have the energy or resources to allow other people to try to make their problems my problems too.

The Joy Of Seeing More People Get What Is Coming To Them In Dickinson, North Dakota

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I don’t like living in Dickinson, North Dakota.  There is no where to go, nothing to do, a scarcity of attractive women, terrible drug crime, and I can’t even drive to work without getting stopped by the Police.  I am sick, miserable, and angry most of the time, way more so than what my blog posts indicate.

The only joy and happiness that I get, is seeing these mother fuckers in Dickinson get what is coming to them.  I want to share my latest happy news.

The company that I am employed with, has performed work at a large industrial site outside of Dickinson for approximately the past six years.  During some of these past six years, we have sometimes been the only contractor on this site.

In July of 2018, the owner of this industrial site informed us that work at this site was going to pick up significantly, to watch for other contractors and owner’s representatives arriving on site.  In late July I saw an older man ride a Harley Davidson motorcycle onto this site, and I stopped him to ask him who he was.  He introduced himself as “Henry”, and he identified himself as the site owner’s representative, and the project manager for this site.  ( I am not using this person’s real name.)

I informed my co-workers and the owner of the company that I worked for, that the project manager of the site owner, “Henry”, was now on site.  Henry had some directives to pass along to us, such as we were not going to be permitted to use the on-site office trailer that we had been using for the past several years, and other miscellaneous instructions.

There was a problem, the owner of the company that I worked for, he was not getting the same information from owner of this industrial site, that I was getting from Henry, who had told me that he was the owner’s representative and the project manager of this site.

At the very last minute, my co-worker and I found out that there was a new general contractor coming onto this site to take over all operations, and that this new general contractor had let out for bid, the work that our company had been performing at this site for the past six years.

It turned out, that Henry was not really this site owner’s representative, nor was he the project manager of this site.  I don’t know if it was Henry’s ego, or if he believed that he would somehow benefit from trying to lead us to believe that he was the project manager, with more authority and importance than he actually had.  Because my co-worker and I believed that Henry was the owner’s representative and project manager, we were relying on him to tell us what we needed to know, however he did not tell us the most important thing, that the work we performing was being let out for bid.

The owner of our company was able to provide a proposal to the new general contractor of this site at the last minute, and we were awarded the work over other companies that had already been asked to provide proposals.  However, I believed that Henry, through his charade, had almost cost us the contract and our jobs.  Or, maybe he was deliberately trying to sabotage us?

Henry continued to work at this site in an administrative capacity, without very much authority.  I found out that Henry actually worked for a personnel company, he was not even an employee of the site owner.  Henry did not seem to contribute anything, supervise anything, offer his opinion, have any input in the work, or do very much work.  He seemed to try to keep out of the way, and perform some clerical duties.

One day when I was not at this job site, a certain employee received a set of four tires on a shipping pallet at this site for his personal vehicle.  My co-workers were shocked, because this was insane.  I will explain why.

Once the new general contractor took over this site, this site became very busy and crowded.  Some very strict procedures and rules were established to minimize the risk of accidents.  Only employees were allowed on site, and they were only allowed to move around on the site after they had gone through orientation.  When a crane was lifting something, all vehicles and personnel in the area had to stop and not proceed until the crane lifting operation was completed.

When any delivery came to this site, the delivery had to be stopped and held at the site entrance.  An escort vehicle had to be called, a laborer/spotter/flagger had to be called, a telehandler operator had to be called, a supervisor had to come out and inspect the delivery, and a safety person or two would come out to watch all of this.  Crane lifting operations had to cease while the delivery was unloaded.

Can you imagine an escort vehicle, laborer/spotter/flagger, telehandler operator, supervisor, and a couple of safety people being taken from what they were doing, crane lifting operations ceased, to unload a delivery, and it turns out to be four truck tires on a shipping pallet for some site worker’s personal vehicle?

The next time that this happened, I wouldn’t let the truck driver come onto this site when I found out that all he had was a Jeep bumper on a shipping pallet.  I said that we are not going through all of this for something that has nothing to do with this site, we are unloading this Jeep bumper right here, and the truck driver agreed, as he didn’t want to go through all of this either.

A laborer/spotter/flagger, telehandler operator, supervisor, and two safety people came over to get in on this delivery and ask why I wasn’t letting it on site.  I explained that it was a personal delivery of a Jeep bumper, that had nothing to do with this site, and that we weren’t taking five people to do this.

This turned into a dispute of sorts, as the truck driver and I placed the shipping pallet on the ground at the site entrance.  A couple of the people present had the opinion, let’s treat all deliveries the same way, just as if they were delivery of site equipment.  I disagreed.

At this time, “Henry” emerged from the office trailer, and he announced, “Me and my people, we have all got JC Whitney catalogues on our desks, we are going to continue to order parts, and we all have more parts coming.”

I got into trouble for the angry argument that I instigated, insisting that we are not going to treat personal deliveries of miscellaneous items, as if they were site equipment, taking five people, and ceasing crane lifting operations, to unload a set of four tires or a Jeep bumper.  Why are you even allowing site personnel to do this, this is wasting everyone’s time?

About one month later, “Henry” and all of his people with JC Whitney catalogues, they were all let go from this site on the same day.  Henry was telling everyone that he was being reassigned to Arkansas.

Yesterday, I looked Henry up on the internet, and I saw his LinkedIn resume.  He has been unemployed for the past ten months, ever since he got let go from this site.  Good, fuck him, he got what was coming to him, stupid fucker.

Lack Of Understanding Of Law, Makes North Dakota A Bad Place To Live

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The lack of understanding of law, makes North Dakota a bad place to live.

Recently, I looked at an employment application that was given to two friends of mine.  Three of the questions on this application were very troubling, but I will discuss just two of these questions:

“Have you been convicted of any charge as a juvenile, that you would have been convicted of if you were an adult?”  If yes, explain.

“Have you ever received disciplinary action, or a complaint?”  If yes, explain.

And, “I hereby swear that all of the answers on this application are true and complete.  I understand that failure to answer these questions or untrue answers are grounds for immediate dismissal.”

Addressing the question about convictions as a juvenile, first of all, in most states, juvenile records are sealed and not available to the public.  Second, in most states after a period of time juvenile records are destroyed and “must be treated as if it never occurred“.

Let me just cite the North Dakota Century Code:

27-20-51. Inspection of court files and records.
1. Except as provided in this section, all files and records of the juvenile court, whether in the office of the clerk of district court or juvenile court, of a proceeding under this chapter are closed to the public. Juvenile court files and records are open to inspection only by: ……(long list of court officials)

27-20-54. Destruction of juvenile court records. (Effective through December 31,
2019)
1. Except as otherwise required under section 25-03.3-04, all juvenile court records must be retained and disposed of pursuant to rules and policies established by the North Dakota supreme court.
2. Upon the final destruction of a file or record, the proceeding must be treated as if it never occurred.

When are juvenile court records destroyed in North Dakota?  According to the North Dakota Supreme Court Administrative Rule 19:

Juvenile Delinquency (94) – 500419  Retain for 10 years after expiration of final order, or age 18, whichever is later. Dispose by shredding.

The summary of the North Dakota law on criminal offenses committed as a juvenile, is that these records are sealed to the public, and after ten years these records are destroyed, and must be treated as if it never occurred.

So why would an employer in North Dakota be asking an employee to disclose information which North Dakota law says that it should be treated “as if it never occurred”?  Some answers are, that the employer is an asshole, the employer is ignorant of the law, the employer does not care about the law, the employer doesn’t care about violating the law, or, this is North Dakota.

The second question on this application which is troubling, “have you ever received disciplinary action or a complaint?”  What, disciplinary action or a complaint from a parent, teacher, spouse, child, neighbor, co-worker, bystander, bartender, police, court, IRS, or employer?  This employer would probably answer “Yes”.

To the reader who would respond with the statement, well you don’t have to work for this employer if you don’t like this application.  The problem is, this application was for employment in a position like a nurse, engineer, firefighter, or pilot where there is education, training, certification, or a degree, and this application could bar you from employment in your occupation or field as a nurse, engineer, firefighter, etc.

My recommendation would be, that an employee not disclose personal information to an employer that could bar them from employment or cause problems, if this information has been sealed from the public, expunged, destroyed, or is private and unlikely to ever be disclosed.

In an ideal World, a more fair World, an employee would have the right to give an employer an “Employer Application” with equally absurd questions, and to conduct a bi-annual “Employer Review” where suggestions could be made for improvement, or notification could be given that the employer was not meeting expectations.

Very Successful Porn Actress Found Homeless And Living In Storm Drain Tunnel Under Las Vegas

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This past month I wrote a couple of blog posts about talking to the drug addict women who live at the “Drug House” at the end of the street that I live on.  I liked two of these drug addict women because they were straightforward and direct when talking with them, and unlike most women in Dickinson, North Dakota, they were thin, petite, feminine, and sexually appealing.

When I looked up one of these two drug addict women on the internet, I couldn’t believe how successful she had once been, with a high paying job, nice home, husband, and two young children.  I was shocked at how far she had fallen, to where now she had no job, no money, and she was being evicted.

When I thought about trying to help her, I realized that her employer, her co-workers, her friends, her family, and her husband had probably all tried to help her.  If she couldn’t even pull herself together for the sake of her husband and her two young children, what did I think I could do?

The women’s shelter in Dickinson is a very neutral, non-judgmental, safe, free-of-charge residence for homeless women, why couldn’t she just go there?  The answer is, because she is not done yet with using drugs, she still wants to use drugs.

Tonight I was looking at YouTube videos, and I saw one about a very successful porn actress, “Jenni Lee”, who was found by a Dutch film crew as they were making a documentary about homeless people living under Las Vegas, Nevada in the storm drain tunnels.

“Jenni Lee”, whose real name is Stephanie Sadorra, was found homeless and living in the storm drain tunnels.  She is 37 years old now, and in this video she is still nice looking, even though she was caught by surprise and wasn’t very cleaned up.

There have been over 3 million views to this video as it was shared on YouTube, in addition to who knows how many millions of views from television news broadcasts.  There are thousands of mocking comments that have been left by YouTube viewers, however there is some insight among the comments.

It was pointed out by YouTube viewers that there are thousands of average, ordinary, plain men who would be willing to help “Jenni Lee” and provide her with a place to stay, and basic necessities like food, clothing, transportation, and help getting medical care.  There are probably even quite a few wealthy, successful men who would be willing to take her in and try to help her.  However, she is not done using drugs yet, she doesn’t want help, she wants to continue to use drugs.

Here are some photos of “Jenni Lee” before she became homeless:

Warning!, these photos were provided by Google Images, the top several rows of photos are not X-rated, but if you keep scrolling down past the top several rows, the photos become more pornographic:

https://www.google.com/search?q=porn+actress+jenni+lee&rlz=1C1AVFC_enUS746US746&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwiqqbO7-azkAhVPR60KHck3BfYQ_AUIEigC&biw=1211&bih=582#imgrc=fFnpTIDIHvsKJM:

A Definitive Answer On Why There Is So Much Crime In Dickinson, North Dakota

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I am sick of writing about the crime in Dickinson, North Dakota, and you are probably tired of reading about it.  I began to find the definitive answer on why there is so much crime in Dickinson, but I hesitated to write about it, because I thought that it would be too difficult to explain, though the answer is simple.

I am going to refer readers to a series of recent articles, presented by the Dickinson Press newspaper, sponsored by the North Dakota Newspaper Association, where one of their journalists, Sam Easter, did a very thorough investigation on why there is so much crime in North Dakota.  This journalist presented all of the facts and figures, but he didn’t shout the answer or conclusion loud enough, maybe he wasn’t permitted to do so because of the political implications.  (refer to this link https://www.thedickinsonpress.com/news/crime-and-courts/4046635-Too-big-too-fast-North-Dakota’s-other-housing-problem, at the bottom of this article there is a link to all of the articles in this series.)

Here is the answer:  In the late 1990s, the state of North Dakota made a deliberate transition from consistent stiff incarceration penalties for drug crimes and theft, to less incarceration penalties and more probation for offenders.  The fact is, it costs the state of North Dakota about $43,000 per year to incarcerate an offender, versus about $1,700 per year to put an offender on probation.

These very high-up people in North Dakota government, like the Governors, Attorney Generals, and State Legislators, they tried to present to North Dakotans, that there needed to be more money spent on prisons.  The North Dakotans were, unsurprisingly, too cheap and pinch-penny to want to spend more money on prisons.

In order to remain popular, and to get re-elected, the Governors, Attorney Generals, and State Legislators, they never came out and said, “Listen you dumb sons-of-bitches, if you don’t spend this money to build new prisons, you are going to be overrun with crime and criminals in your communities.”

Instead, the Governors, Attorney Generals, State Legislators, Judges, and Prosecuting Attorneys have implemented this “Probation for Everyone” policy, knowing full well that the communities would become overrun with criminals.  Their belief was probably that once the ordinary citizens became tired of dealing with so much crime and so many criminals every day, that it would come to the point where North Dakotans would ask for more prisons to be built.

The Governors, Attorney Generals, State Legislators, Judges, Prosecuting Attorneys, Probation Officers, and Police Officers know why there is so much crime in Dickinson, North Dakota, but the problem is that the ordinary citizens don’t know.

The prisons in North Dakota are currently completely full, because new prisons have not been built.  Because the prisons in North Dakota are full, with no room for additional prisoners,  people who are convicted of drug crime and theft in North Dakota are given very little jail time, and probation.

Many of the Probation Officers in North Dakota have as many as 130 offenders to supervise on probation, because probation is given rather than incarceration.  The Police in Dickinson have seen for years, that they can successfully arrest someone for possession of methamphetamine and possession of stolen property, the offender is released from jail on bail, the Police arrest this same offender again for another possession of meth and stolen property while they are out on bail awaiting trial, and in the end, this offender only ever spends a month total in jail, and gets probation.

When I looked up the person who stole my truck in 2017 on the North Dakota Court Repository, he should have still been in prison for an arson charge, while he was out committing multiple felony thefts, and he should have been in prison for these multiple felony thefts, while he was out stealing my truck.  He was out of prison on probation, while he was caught in possession of stolen property, and he was out on bail for this possession of stolen property, when he stole my truck.

I e-mailed a judge who had adjudicated many of this thief’s criminal cases over the years to ask him why he kept suspending most of this person’s prison sentences, when this person kept repeating and repeating felony thefts again and again over the past twenty years, and this judge was outraged, and he told me to go ask the prosecutor.

If you read the Dickinson Press newspaper “Police Blotter” or “Crime and Courts” articles, and go look up the people named who have been charged with theft and possession of illegal drugs using the North Dakota Court Repository on the internet, you will almost always find that they are currently on probation for a previous charge of theft and possession of drugs, and in many cases they are currently out on bail awaiting trial for a previous arrest for theft and possession of drugs.

The Police in Dickinson arrest the same several hundred people for theft, possession of drugs, and drug dealing, over and over again, multiple times each year, because these offenders are not being incarcerated, they are being let out of jail almost immediately right back into Dickinson.  Also, these repeat offenders have no fear of committing crime in Dickinson because their punishment is so lenient.

Ladylike Beauty And Grooming Tips For Women In Dickinson, North Dakota

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In the beginning of May I wrote a blog post titled, “Hope That New Chamber Director Christina Jorgensen Will Be On Board With A Hygiene Program For Dickinson, North Dakota”.  Moving forward, I now want to present some Ladylike Beauty and Grooming Tips for Women in Dickinson, North Dakota.

Caitlyn, creator of the YouTube Channel “Mrs Midwest” will be presenting this advice to women.  Although Caitlyn may look, act, and sound much different than women in North Dakota, this is the way women are in other parts of the country.

 

How Much Work It Is To Be A Professional Dancer

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There are many reasons why I wanted to share this video that shows how much work it is to be a professional dancer.

I am sorry that I am living in Dickinson, North Dakota.  One of the bad things about Dickinson, is that the women here don’t have discipline, a good work ethic, self-awareness, an understanding of their body, poise, grace, forbearance (patient self-control), and an appreciation for beauty.  For young women, dance classes can teach all of these things.

If dance classes are done correctly, all of the students must show up on time.  They must dress uniformly in almost identical leotards.  They must shut up, keep quiet, and listen to instruction.  There is warm-up and stretching, followed by exercises, which are difficult and must be performed accurately to the standard.

The showing up on time, keeping quiet, and performing difficult exercises accurately, this requires and teaches discipline.  The warm-up, stretching, and difficult exercises, this gives women self-awareness and an understanding of their body.

From the instructor pointing it out to them, the students seeing themselves in the mirror, and seeing other women perform the exercises accurately, women can come to understand the difference between hanging their head down and keeping their head erect;  controlling their arms or letting their arms flap aimlessly; letting their belly sag or having a tight stomach; stomping around flat-footed or stepping lightly;  being off-balance or being centered.

Most young women who take dance classes begin to understand the difference between trying hard and not trying, paying attention and not paying attention, learning something and not learning it, looking poised or looking like a pig, moving gracefully or moving like a cow.  Most young women seek to improve and do better.

Often young women find a whole new awareness of themselves, their bodies, what they are capable of, what they look like in comparison to others or the ideal figure, what they need to work on, what they would like to improve, and a purpose to work for completely apart from food, clothes, gossip, boys, fitting-in, and that purpose is themselves and improving themselves.

In this video, this young professional dancer shows her daily routine, where she wakes up at 6:30 a.m., goes to yoga class at 6:45 a.m., begins her dance classes and rehearsals at 9:30 a.m, finishes her dance classes and rehearsals at 5:00 p.m., then she begins getting into makeup for her nightly performance at 6:30 p.m.

Most of the women in Dickinson don’t even shower or get dressed in the morning, they just roll out of bed in their sweatpants, get in their Chevy or Pontiac with a cigarette hanging out of their mouth, waddle across the parking lot at their job with their arms flapping like whale flippers, and then scowl and sneer at people trying to look ugly, tossing their head and gnashing their teeth menacingly like a wild boar, because that is what they were taught.

And Now, For Something Completely Different, Alice Phoebe Lou

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Watch this video first:

The performer in this video above calls herself Alice Phoebe Lou.  Her real name is Alice Matthew, and she was born in July of 1993 in South Africa.  She grew up on the west coast of South Africa near Cape Town.  Her mother and father were documentary film makers.

In 2010 when she was 17 years old, on her summer break from an arts high school in South Africa, she went to stay with her aunt in Paris, and there she began to have an interest in becoming a street performer.  One year later when she graduated from high school, she traveled to Amsterdam, and then to Berlin, and began performing as a street musician.

In Berlin, her solo street performances attracted many tourists and passers-by, who were impressed by her youth, beauty, unique style, strong voice, and energy.  She quickly became well-known and popular, not just in Berlin, but around the World from tourists videoing her with their phones, uploading these videos, and sharing them.

For her first several years as a music performer, she declined offers from record companies to sign her as an artist, promote her, and produce records.  It appears that during this time she preferred to perform at music festivals in Europe and North America.

In reading her own website, recent interviews that she gave in 2018 and 2019, and other reviews, I became sick and tired of seeing the same bullshit about her, and I became just as tired and bored with the over-produced music videos of her.

The best thing about Alice is the lightness of her physique and youth, contrasted with her strong voice and energy, combined with her unique style of singing other people’s songs.  And she is pretty.

The best way of seeing her, is when she is performing live at music festivals.  Here is one more video of her, that shows her personality, but this particular song is for mature audiences:

Another Reason Why Dickinson, North Dakota Is A Prison Work Camp, Lack Of Medical Care

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In my previous blog post I wrote that Dickinson, North Dakota is a prison work camp because I keep getting stopped by the Police.  In the past two years, I have been stopped by the Police in Dickinson, more than in my entire previous forty-eight years of life.

Another reason why Dickinson, North Dakota is a prison work camp, is because of the lack of medical care.

In 2014-2015, the old St. Joseph’s Hospital in downtown Dickinson was closed and the new St. Alexius Hospital on the west side of Dickinson was opened.  Though the new St. Alexius Hospital cost approximately $75-$100 million to construct, it is an empty shell, a facade, and a sham, in several different ways.

For instance, if anyone with a serious medical condition arrives at the new St. Alexius Hospital in Dickinson, the hospital staff won’t hesitate to put that patient on the 100 mile, $40,000 helicopter ride to Bismarck, because they know that they aren’t capable of handling this patient with the medical staff and equipment that they have here.  Knowing this, many people in southwest North Dakota travel directly to Bismarck in an emergency, even though Dickinson is 100 miles closer.

What is wrong with the new St. Alexius Hospital, the equipment, and the medical staff?  This great big sprawling facade of a building, was meant to be a monument to the Catholic Church, just like a cathedral.  Rather than using the construction money for necessity, functionality, and efficiency in a medical building, they built a great big hollow temple monument.

The great big sprawling empty facade St. Alexius Hospital besides being a monument to the Catholic Church, was also a jobs program for the Catholic Church.  “Good Catholics” from the Catholic School system were awarded administrative jobs, though they held no degree in business administration, nor healthcare.  Nurses, who had nasty dispositions and an unfriendly manner, who would never be hired elsewhere, filled most of the nursing positions at the St. Alexius Hospital because they were local Catholics.

Medical Doctors, who can see what Dickinson is like, see what the St. Alexius Hospital administrators are like, and see what the St. Alexius Hospital nurses are like, take a pass on working in Dickinson, unless they have gotten into trouble elsewhere and don’t have any choices left.  Even the medical doctors with a troubled past don’t stay in Dickinson very long.

Most local people in Dickinson know better than to go to the St. Alexius Hospital in Dickinson.  They choose to go to Bismarck if they think that have something seriously wrong, or they go to Sanford Health in Dickinson if they think that their condition is not a severe emergency that requires driving to Bismarck.

Even though the medical staff, nurses, and doctors at Sanford Health are at a much higher professional level than the Catholic jobs-program staff at the St. Alexius Hospital, Sanford Health is a get-em-in and get-em-out quick type of operation, not at all like seeing a traditional family practice medical doctor who wants to know and understand his patients.

When I have needed medical care in Dickinson, I have found that I was shit-out-of-luck.  When I had a sudden, fast growing mole appear on my back, which looked and acted like a carcinoma, I couldn’t get an appointment with a dermatologist in North Dakota, not even in Bismarck, any sooner than six months.  I had to drive 750 miles one-way to Idaho in order to see a dermatologist the following week, who examined this mole, and froze it off for $100.

I have had severe allergy attacks in North Dakota, where my eyes swell shut and are so sensitive to light that I can not see.  I explained to the medical doctor that I saw at the Sanford Health clinic that my allergy attacks are so severe, that I thought that I needed something like epinephrine, which people who are allergic to bee stings use.

This young lady medical doctor was working as a “locum tenens”, a temporary doctor used to fill a staff shortage.  Her home was in Florida.  She didn’t understand what I was saying, she didn’t know what I was talking about, and she prescribed me some useless medication that didn’t work, that cost over $200 to cover only one or two allergy attacks.  She made some remark about “when I see my primary care physician”, because she was too young and dumb to know that this is it, this is all that there is in North Dakota, this visit with her is all the medical care that I am going to get in North Dakota.

Last week, I had an allergy attack that was so bad, not only did my eyes swell shut to where I could not see, I began to have trouble breathing, and I didn’t know if I was going to die.  In a panic because I began to not be able to breathe, I was about to call an ambulance, but I didn’t want to go to the St. Alexius Hospital because those fucking ham-fisted, fat, scowling, battle-axe, bitch Catholic women would only make it worse.  Stupid fuckers would take my blood and try to make me have a CT-scan or MRI, just to pay for their machine, even though I was having an allergic reaction.

Dickinson, North Dakota Is A Prison Work Camp

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After six years of living in Dickinson, North Dakota, the best way to describe it, is that it is a prison work camp.  I want to begin this blog post by telling about my most constant reminder that I am in prison.

When I was living in Florida and got my driver’s license when I was sixteen years old, to when I moved away from Florida when I was thirty-two years old, in those sixteen years, I was stopped by the Police a total of three times.  The three times that I was stopped, I was speeding.  In those sixteen years, I commonly drove over the speed limit, and I often went out to bars until 2:00 a.m. on Friday and Saturday night.

From when I was thirty-two years old to forty-two years old, living in Colorado, Arizona, and Idaho, I was stopped by the Police a total of two times.  Once for speeding in Arizona, and once for a truck headlight being out in Idaho.

In comparison to being stopped twice by the Police in ten years of living in Colorado, Arizona, and Idaho, I have been stopped by Law Enforcement in North Dakota twice in the past thirty days.

In comparison to being stopped three times by the Police in sixteen years of living in Florida, I have been stopped by Law Enforcement in North Dakota more than three times in this past year.

In the past two years of living in North Dakota, I have been stopped by Law Enforcement more times than in my previous thirty-two years of driving.

I dread going anywhere in North Dakota, especially just going to the grocery store, going to work, or coming home from work.  In the past thirty days, while I was driving at the speed limit, not doing anything wrong, Law Enforcement that was travelling in the opposite direction, has made a U-turn after passing me, in order to come after me.

What Law Enforcement is trying to do, is stop me, ask me questions, and look in my vehicle in order to get me for something.

Every two or three days, the Dickinson Press newspaper has an article titled “Police Blotter” or “Crime & Courts”.  In these articles that are published every two or three days, there are typically ten to fifteen individuals named who have been charged with the following:

“…driving while license suspended, failure to carry liability insurance, possession of meth (misdemeanor), possession of meth paraphernalia (felony)…”

Dickinson has a horrible methamphetamine problem, and along with it, a terrible theft problem too.  I have had to call the Police on May 28, June 6, June 15, and June 25 regarding theft where I live in downtown Dickinson.

I understand what Law Enforcement is doing in North Dakota, trying to deal with and stop the methamphetamine and theft problem, by stopping motorists who appear to be just ordinary workers.  Law Enforcement is not making a U-turn on Villard Street to come after anyone in a new Ford F150, new Chevy 1500, new Dodge 1500, or new Suburban, lest they irritate or inconvenience someone who matters.

Most of the people in Dickinson are uneducated blue-collar workers, laborers, construction workers, welders, plumbers, electricians, equipment operators, truck drivers, and fair game to be pulled over by Law Enforcement at any time, because they are probably drunk, high, or driving on a suspended license.

Living here in Dickinson, is far, far from normal, and like no place else that I have ever lived, except for another oil field town in Texas.  There is very little to do here in Dickinson, and nowhere to go.  The women here are ugly, ugly, ugly, and mean.  No normal women will stay here.  And prostitution in not allowed.

You are just an inmate here in Dickinson, and you have to understand that this place is a prison work camp.  I understand what Law Enforcement is trying to do, but I am so tired of living like a black convict in a prison labor camp.

Oops, More Theft Where I Live In Downtown Dickinson, North Dakota

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I got tired of writing about, and my readers got tired of hearing about the successful thefts and attempted thefts where I live in downtown Dickinson during May, June, and July.

The last theft that I covered, was the primer-grey color Honda Civic that got stolen from the Drug House at the end of the street where I live on July 14.

On Sunday July 28, my neighbor found a person’s driver’s license laying in the street near the corner of the city block that we live on.  The address on the driver’s license was a residence one city-block to the north, so he walked to that address, and he knocked on the door, in order to return this driver’s license.

The person who answered the door, he said that on Saturday night or early Sunday morning, someone saw his wallet laying on the front seat of his car, that was parked in his driveway.  He said that a thief broke into his car, and took his wallet, which had $600 cash inside of it.

Because the wallet was gone through, and the contents were thrown on the ground, as the thief walked down the street in front of the apartment building where I live early Sunday morning, I was going to offer to go through my security camera footage to see if it showed the thief walking down the street early in the morning.

On Sunday evening when I went to the house where the wallet was stolen, the guy wasn’t home.  His neighbors were home, and they said to me, “Maybe that was the same guy who stole the phone charger out of our car, who accidentally left his flashlight behind.”  I asked when did this happen, and the neighbors said late Saturday night or early Sunday morning.

It looks like the guy who had his wallet stolen, he didn’t even call the Police to report that his car was broken into and his wallet was stolen, because his neighbors didn’t even know that it had happened.  If the neighbors hadn’t picked up and handled the flashlight that the thief accidentally left behind, the Police could have probably gotten his fingerprints off of it.

From what I can tell at this point, it looks like the Dickinson Police Officers who are on patrol duty, they aren’t collecting and piecing together the evidence from reports to lead them to or narrow down the suspects in these thefts in the neighborhood where I live.  It doesn’t look like there is any Police Detective who is doing this either, since there is only one or two detectives in the City of Dickinson Police Department.

It looks like the Police are depending on informants leading them to the thief and/or the stolen property, or they are hoping to catch the thief in the act one night.  A few of us neighbors believe that we are going to have to catch this thief ourselves in order to stop the thefts in our neighborhood.

From everything that has happened recently, my belief now is that the thief lives one city block over, to the east.  He can’t steal things on the street that he lives on, because he could end up getting chased right to the place where he lives.  He has to walk at least one block away to steal things, so that he has a chance to run between houses and through people’s backyards, before he tries to make it to where he lives.

Review Of Big D&E City Of Dickinson Auction

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On Saturday July 13, I went to my third Big D&E City of Dickinson auction.  I didn’t like it, I had a terrible time, and I will never go to another auction again in the Dickinson area, hopefully.

Big D&E auction is a local auction service owned by Delvin and Eddie Praus.  Only about 30% of my miserable time at the City of Dickinson auction was due to Delvin, Eddie, their wives, and their other family members who run the auction.  Mostly, it was the Dickinson townsfolk that made the auction a pointless, unpleasant, waste of time.

Every year, the City of Dickinson will sell at auction, items that are no longer being used, are no longer needed, are obsolete, are worn out, or have been recovered by the Dickinson Police Department.  These items typically include: furniture, computers, hand tools, bicycles, cars, and trucks.

Each year, I would like to go to this auction to buy a few of the abandoned bicycles that have been collected by the Dickinson Police.  So far, I have bought about five mountain bicycles at these City of Dickinson auctions, and I have given away four of them after fixing them.

At this year’s auction, I wanted to buy a couple of mountain bicycles if I could, and a retired Dickinson Police Department Ford Crown Victoria, if I could.  For the past two years, I have had to drive about 26,000 miles each year to and from my work location outside of Dickinson, in my personal vehicle.  I was willing to pay up to $1,800 for one of the two Ford Crown Victorias that were up for auction, for something to put a lot of miles on that didn’t cost a lot.

I arrived at 8:30 a.m. to look at everything that was there, to look closely at what I wanted to bid on, and decide how much I was willing to pay.  The miscellaneous items up for auction, were laid out in an orderly, organized fashion at the City of Dickinson Public Works Building parking lot.  At 9:30 a.m., Big D&E started out with small miscellaneous items that had been recovered by the Dickinson Police:  clothing, electronics, backpacks, etc.  The first lot took about thirty minutes.

I believe that Big D&E went to the hand tools and power tools next.  This lot took about forty-five minutes.  What I noticed this year, and the two previous years, is that the people in Dickinson take the bidding price up to, or close to, what you could go buy the item for, new at Runnings, Tractor Supply, Menards, or Wal-Mart.

I try to stay out of the bidding, unless it is something that I really want, because the people in Dickinson take the bidding up to what you could buy the item for new at the store, even though these are used items, that you can’t always tell if something is wrong with it or if it doesn’t work.

By about 11:45 a.m, they got to some laptop computers, notebook computers, and tablet computers.  I bid on a couple of the laptop computers, but I was outbid.  The prices that were paid for these used laptop computers, were what you could buy one on the internet for with its hardware and operating system identified, whereas these laptops at the auction you didn’t even know if they worked at all.

By about 12:15 p.m. they got to the bicycles, which they divided into groups of six bicycles, highest bidder gets first choice out of the six up for bid.  I was outbid for every bicycle that I wanted, until the very last group of six, and I was outbid again for the first choice, but the bicycle that I wanted wasn’t picked.  The only bicycle that I got, was fourth on my preference list, and I paid $35.

I unintentionally outbid some poor kid for this Mongoose Mountain Bicycle at $35, I found out later, so I got his address, and after the auction I went home, picked up, and dropped off my red color Mongoose Mountain Bicycle that was too small for me, at this kid’s house.

At a little past 12:30 p.m., they started auctioning the cars and trucks.  This is when I was talking to this hippie guy who had bought a nice, but older, men’s street bicycle, and I was complimenting him on it, when he told me that I had bought the mountain bicycle that his son had wanted.  I was talking to this guy during the auction of the first four vehicles, not paying attention.

I had to quit talking, to begin paying attention to how the people were bidding on the vehicles, as they got closer to the two Ford Crown Victorias that I wanted to bid on.  The higher mileage Crown Victoria was bid on first, and I was quickly outbid, the car sold for $3,600.

I was angry.  I had gotten there at 8:30 a.m. to look everything over.  It was very, very hot outside in the asphalt parking lot, with no good place to sit.  I was there for five hours, waiting to bid on this Ford Crown Victoria.  If I had known that the Dickinsonians were going to bid this car up to what you could buy it for at a car lot or from a private seller, I wouldn’t have even come to this auction.

I had looked all through this Crown Victoria, and I read its service record.  In 2016, the Police Officer that was assigned this car kept hearing a loud “clunk” in the driveline.  The fleet mechanic test drove it, he could hear the “clunk” too, but he couldn’t find what it was, so this car was only driven for another 1,000 miles between 2016 to 2018.

The service record showed that this Crown Victoria had had its oil changed at a little over a 10,000 mile interval.  O.K., maybe it was synthetic oil, but for a Police car, in 10,000 miles, how many thousands of hours was it parked with the engine idling?

This was not a pristine car, this was a questionable car, that was not started, and was not test-driven by anyone.  Why would you bid this car up to $3,600 at auction?  Before any know-nothing starts saying, “It’s that Police Interceptor motor”, it’s only a 230 hp to 250 hp motor in a Crown Victoria Police Interceptor.

I went over to Delvin and Eddie Praus’ wives at the sign-in trailer to pay for my $35 bicycle, and they didn’t have any record of me bidding or getting this bicycle.  They didn’t say, “Wait just a minute, we will get this sorted out” or “We will straighten this out”, it was more like, looks like you’re out of luck.

I didn’t know if I was going to leave with this bicycle and not pay for it, or pay for it later, or just drop it there and walk off.  Delvin and Eddie couldn’t sort this out while they were still auctioning off the high dollar items like vehicles and equipment trailers.  Luckily, eventually, one of the Praus family members came over to the sign-in trailer and he remembered me.

In summary, it was very, very hot, in the asphalt parking lot, with no good place to sit down.  I was there for over five hours, and it was a pointless, waste of time.  The people in Dickinson bid most of the used auction items up to a price that you could go buy the same thing new at the store.  Or, if you had wanted any of these used auction items, you could have bought them at any time on the internet with some assurance from the seller that they worked, whereas the condition of these used auction items was unknown, especially the power tools, electronics, and computers which were not turned on or plugged in.

Regarding the vehicles, if you were willing to pay what you could buy these vehicles at a car lot or from a private seller, why not do that, where you could ask the seller questions, start the vehicle, drive the vehicle, or take it to get a pre-purchase inspection done by a mechanic?  There is some risk in buying a vehicle from an auction without starting it, test driving it, getting it inspected, or being able to ask questions, so you shouldn’t pay very much money for it, you’re not sure what you are getting.

I will not go to any more auctions in this area, because for the people in Dickinson, an auction is like an event, game, or competition where they can be a spectator and a participant.  You’re an idiot if you stand out in the sun in an asphalt parking for hours trying to buy used things that you could have gotten new at the store for the same price, or could have gotten from a private seller after determining that the thing works.

Whiting Petroleum Lays Off 254 Workers

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Whiting Petroleum, which is based in Denver, Colorado, issued a public statement at the end of July saying that they had just laid off 254 workers, 1/3 of their workforce.

In Dickinson, North Dakota where I have lived for the past six years, the main oil companies operating in this area are Continental Resources, Marathon Oil, Whiting Petroleum, and Hess Corporation.  One of the newspaper articles that I read, said that Whiting Petroleum owned 1,500 oil wells in North Dakota.

To me, the Whiting Petroleum layoffs are funny.  Yes, that’s right, funny.  I have been thinking about the significance and repercussions of these lay offs for most of the day.  What this means, is that you can’t believe, trust, or rely on anything in North Dakota, because everything is based on oil and oil companies.

In this area, working for Whiting Petroleum, was one of the most steady jobs that you could get.  Most of the Whiting Petroleum personnel in Dickinson, to my knowledge, were what is called “pumpers”.  Pumpers are issued a new or almost new full-size, four-wheel-drive, company pickup truck, and they are assigned ten to twenty oil wells which they have to briefly inspect each day.

You don’t get to become a pumper until you are at least thirty years old, most pumpers are over forty years old.  Pumpers are required to have had more than several years of previous oil field work experience, a good work record, a clean driving record, mechanic skills, technical skills, heavy equipment operating experience, and sometimes a commercial driver’s license.

Oil companies look for the most experienced, knowledgeable, skilled, reliable, and trustworthy oil field workers to hire as pumpers.  Pumpers get paid about $65,000 per year, for a ten hour per day, five day work week.

In the oil industry, it is understood that the pumper positions are very long-term, steady employment.  The most experienced, knowledgeable, skilled, and reliable oil field workers, are willing to accept a $65,000 per year pumper job, because the work day is usually only ten hours, and they can be home in time for dinner with their family every evening, and spend weekends with their families.

Most pumpers in Dickinson, due to the oil industry practice of pumper positions being very long-term employment, they brought their families to Dickinson, purchased a home in Dickinson, and purchased a nice new truck from a local dealership.

Once you become a pumper for an oil company, and you are assigned your ten to twenty oil wells which you have to drive to every day, you expect that these ten to twenty oil wells will be operating for the next thirty years, and you will be inspecting these wells until you retire.

These people who got laid off from Whiting Petroleum in Dickinson, most of them probably hadn’t missed a day of work in years, even when they were sick, even when there was a snow storm.  They were very reliable, responsible, and competent in their jobs.  They didn’t do anything wrong, but now they don’t have a job.

If you can’t count on your job at Continental Resources, Marathon Petroleum, Whiting Petroleum, or Hess in North Dakota, what can you count on?  The answer is, nothing.  You can’t count on anything in North Dakota, that’s the whole point.

If Whiting Petroleum is going to lay people off like this, the other oil companies will too.  As it turns out, the oil company workers who thought that they could have a stable life, buy a home, and raise a family in places like Williston and Dickinson, they were duped, tricked, deceived, and misled.  They are being treated no better than migrant, seasonal, laborers by the oil companies.

In western North Dakota, the chambers of commerce, government spokespeople, elected representatives, industry spokespeople, business owners, realtors, want to attract people here with the lure of high paying jobs and supposed good quality of life, but it’s all a lie, you will be mistreated, taken advantage of, and used.

Seeing People In Dickinson Get What Is Coming To Them

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In my previous blog posts over the last four years, I have written several times that one of the reasons why I remain in Dickinson, is to see everyone get what is coming to them.  One of my favorite things to do in Dickinson, is to regularly read the Dickinson Press newspaper articles under the headings “Crime And Courts” and “Police Blotter”, because it shows all of the shitty people in Dickinson getting arrested for something, eventually.

In today’s “Crime And Courts” article in the Dickinson Press newspaper, I saw a woman’s name that sounded familiar, arrested for the felony charge of issuing a check with insufficient funds.  Where have I heard or seen that name before?, I asked myself.  Oh yes, it’s that fat bitch from Florida who screwed me, my co-workers, and my company when we showed up to perform work, saying, “We never signed your contract.”

Before anyone says that it is not a felony to write a check with insufficient funds, apparently it is when you do it for the third time in six months.  The first two times, which happened two and five months prior, they were misdemeanors, this third time is a class C felony.

Why I am enjoying seeing this fat bitch from Florida getting what is coming to her, is explained as follows:

In 2017, I was the manager of a small company that had been doing business in Dickinson for twenty years.  There was a large business in Dickinson that had some important work that needed to be performed, so the owner of the company that I worked for, he asked me to explain to another customer that we were already scheduled to work for, why we couldn’t make it there, that we were sorry for the inconvenience that it would cause him.

Myself and two co-workers, we showed up together at this large business lobby to perform work, and I asked for the manager.  The “corporate sales manager”, who myself and my two co-workers knew before she got this job recently, she came out to the lobby and said in a snarky manner, “We never signed your contract, we don’t need you.”

I don’t think that this had ever happened to the company that I was working for.  I was about forty-eight years old at the time, and this had never happened to me anywhere else that I had ever worked.  To a person who is a novice manager, this might seem like something that you could do, but to anyone who had been working in business for even a short while, you would know that there are repercussions from doing things like this.

The actual overall manager of this large business in Dickinson, she had been the manager there for 28 years.  She had been on friendly terms, both personally and business-wise, with the owner of the company that I worked for, for the past twenty years.

What was the purpose of the “corporate sales manager” contacting, requesting, and scheduling work to be performed on the premises by the company that I worked for, allowing us to show up to perform the work, and then telling us “We never signed the contract, we don’t need you”?  Not very good business practice, so the “corporate sales manager” was no longer employed there within a month or two after this incident.

I want to end this blog post by pointing out again, that there are people from all over the United States who moved to North Dakota because due to their actions, behavior, reputation, and criminal record, they were no longer able to obtain employment in the states where they came from.

Employers in Dickinson often perform no or inadequate background checks on employees.  I have already experienced white-trash criminals being promoted to manager at companies in Dickinson, where either myself or co-workers had to look up and show the company owners that these people were convicted of two felony armed robberies in Utah in one case, and another charged with first degree murder and kidnapping in another case.

The Dickinson Press newspaper “Police Blotter” and “Crime And Courts”, and the North Dakota Court Repository are good locations to look up your manager and co-workers in Dickinson, North Dakota, or just do a “Google” search.