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Having To Take Fish Antibiotics Because There Is No Health Care In Dickinson, North Dakota

About two weeks ago I wrote a blog post article about how I became sick with the flu in Dickinson, North Dakota.  Later, I became more and more sick, and then my flu turned into pneumonia.

Pneumonia is an infection of the lungs that can be caused by a virus, bacteria, or chemicals.  If not treated, pneumonia can be fatal.

I have lived in Dickinson, North Dakota for about seven years now, and there is no health care in Dickinson, North Dakota.  In the past when I became sick in Dickinson, I looked in the phone book for general family practice or specialty practice physicians in Dickinson, and when I called I was told the next available appointment was several weeks out.

When I discovered a carcinoma, a quickly spreading type of skin cancer on my back about a year ago, I found that there are no dermatologists in Dickinson.  When I called dermatologist offices in the state capital of Bismarck, I was told the next available appointment was six months away.  I had to drive two states away to Idaho in order to see a dermatologist within a week.

When I have gone to the Sanford Health walk-in clinic in Dickinson, the medication that I was prescribed was extremely expensive and not effective at all.  The Sanford Health physicians in Dickinson are “locum tenens”, temporary short-term staff from out-of-state.  The comment was made to me about getting evaluated more thoroughly when I saw my “primary care physician”.  I was thinking, what the fuck, this is all the health care I have or am going to get, what the hell are you talking about “primary care physician”, this is Dickinson, this is all the health care I am going to get.

The Catholics in Dickinson managed to dupe everyone into having an enormous temple monument constructed under the pretense that it was going to be a hospital.  The St. Alexius Hospital in Dickinson is an empty shell.  Another part of this sham is that the Catholics use it as a job program for Catholics, hiring Catholics to fill positions that they are not qualified for, have no training in, have no experience in, or are not suited for.  Here, go and read the Google reviews for yourself using this link https://www.google.com/search?q=st.+alexius+hospital+in+dickinson+north+dakota&rlz=1C1AVFC_enUS746US746&oq=st.+&aqs=chrome.2.69i57j0j35i39l2j0j69i61l3.4393j0j7&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8#lrd=0x532622aa671dece1:0x121509f55e2f6d1d,1,,,

Now, when I become very, very sick, I have to decide whether I would rather die, or do I want to go to the St. Alexius Hospital in Dickinson and be mistreated, or go to Sanford Health and be given a prescription for Tang orange flavor instant breakfast drink.

Faced with death, as a last resort, I went to a farm & ranch store in Dickinson, and I bought some amoxicillin antibiotic for fish, “Fish Mox”, and I began taking it.

Dickinson is worse than a third-world country.  In South America, Central America, or Mexico, I could have gotten more help and better health care.

The Intentional And Deliberate Collapse Of Dickinson, North Dakota

I am not writing this blog post solely out of hate, though I do hate many of the people in Dickinson, and I want to see them get what is coming to them, for what they did to me, and to other people.  Even so, I still feel like warning people, especially the ordinary, plain people who are usually the last to know anything.

The people in Fargo, Bismarck, and Grand Forks, the wealthy people, the bankers, the people at the highest level of government in North Dakota, they want to collapse Dickinson, North Dakota for several different reasons.

Everyone outside of western North Dakota is aware of the repeated and continual frauds committed in the Dickinson area:  enormous government funding and donation funding to build the St. Alexius Hospital which is an empty shell and inadequate;  Dickinson State University not-for-profit Foundation receiving investor funding and donations to build Hawks Point Assisted Living and the Biesiot Activities Center, yet not paying and denying liability for construction loans from banks;  $1 million private donation to open the Strom Center For Entrepreneurship and all the money is gone with no accounting for it;  Dickinson State University awarding hundreds of college diplomas to foreign students who never completed the curriculum; Civil Service Commission never once in its history ever siding with a City of Dickinson employee;  methamphetamine addicts running loose and out-of-control in the City of Dickinson.

Everyone outside of western North Dakota is aware of what has been going on in Dickinson, and it has been decided, that one of the ways to handle it, is to make Dickinson as small and inconsequential as possible, to collapse Dickinson.

For instance, the Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library And Museum being constructed on the DSU campus was an idea that would have increased the enrollment at DSU, increased the importance of DSU, and brought many visitors and money to Dickinson.  The Governor of North Dakota, Doug Burgum, stepped in and used all of his influence and powers of persuasion with the board of directors of the Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library And Museum Foundation to not build in Dickinson.

Another example, the president of DSU, Thomas Mitzel, came up with the idea, that DSU could become a polytechnic campus, providing certificates and degrees for people working in industries in the Dickinson area.  This idea would have been a tremendous boost for DSU and Dickinson.  The oil and gas industries would have gladly provided financial support to DSU for training that prepared people for employment with them.  Students from around the country would have been attracted to DSU for its ability to place graduates in high paying jobs in the oil and gas industry.  Not only did the State of North Dakota not listen to president Thomas Mitzel’s ideas, it cut DSU’s funding in order to show president Mitzel that he needed to leave.

The truth is, that the State of North Dakota does not want DSU to grow and prosper, it wants DSU to go belly-up.  It wants DSU’s enrollment, reputation, and status to decline so much, that there is clear justification to close DSU.  You just watch and wait to see all the ways the State of North Dakota has planned to decrease funding, eliminate programs, discourage administrators and professors, hire ineffective leadership.

As I have written in previous blog posts, the Banks have implemented lending policies so that people can not buy homes in Dickinson.  This will cause homes not to sell, sellers defaulting on their mortgages, and home prices in Dickinson falling drastically.

The intention is, to diminish the size of Dickinson, to collapse Dickinson, to make Dickinson about the same size as Bowman, New England, Belfield, Beach, Killdeer, Richardton, Taylor, Dodge, or Halliday.

With Dickinson being just a small-town gas stop on the interstate, it will merit only minimal funding from the State, and only minimal political influence.  At the same time, whatever oil and gas production that is occurring in western North Dakota, this oil and gas revenue won’t be going to Dickinson with its small population, it can go to fund projects in the more civilized areas of Fargo, Bismarck, Jamestown, and Grand Forks.

So what does this mean to the ordinary, plain people living in Dickinson?  It means that Dickinson is going to get smaller, and smaller, and smaller, to where it eventually looks similar to New England, Bowman, or Belfield.

This is not just due to the oil boom going away, the entire rest of the state, the bankers, the highest level politicians in the State, the Governor, they don’t want State funding to go to this area, and they want the oil and gas revenue money from this area to go elsewhere, not here.

When Dickinson shrinks to a small size, the people in this area become poor, and the property here becomes very cheap, it is certain that the bankers and the wealthy people in the eastern side of the State will buy up the land and mineral rights, and promote drilling and fracking in this area, which is one of their long term plans.  To financially ruin this area, so that they can then plunder this area for its resources.

The Police In Dickinson Are Close To Committing The Crime Of Violating My Civil Rights

It is just about to the point where the Police in Dickinson, North Dakota could be criminally charged with violating my Civil Rights.  The penalty for this, is up to ten years in prison.  I will explain the law on this, and what the Police in Dickinson are doing to me.

Under U.S. Code Title 18, Chapter 13, Sections 241 and 242:

Section 241:  If two or more persons conspire to injure, oppress, threaten, or intimidate any person in any State, Territory, Commonwealth, Possession, or District in the free exercise or enjoyment of any right or privilege secured to him by the Constitution or laws of the United States, or because of his having so exercised the same;……

They shall be fined under this title or imprisoned not more than ten years, or both;

 

Section 242:  Whoever, under color of any law, statute, ordinance, regulation, or custom, willfully subjects any person in any State, Territory, Commonwealth, Possession, or District to the deprivation of any rights, privileges, or immunities secured or protected by the Constitution or laws of the United States, or to different punishments, pains, or penalties, on account of such person being an alien, or by reason of his color, or race, than are prescribed for the punishment of citizens, shall be fined under this title or imprisoned not more than one year, or both;

The above citations of the United States Code, are not my interpretation, they are exactly word for word what the law says.

Many U.S. court cases have decided, and established the law by precedent, that the U.S. Constitution guarantees the right of an individual to travel freely.  Here are some examples of U.S. court decisions regarding this:

“The right to travel is a part of the liberty of which the citizen cannot be deprived without due process of law under the Fifth Amendment.”
[Kent v. Dulles, 357 U.S. 116, 125 (1958)]

“The right to travel, to go from place to place as the means of transportation permit, is a natural right subject to the rights of others and to reasonable regulation under law. A restraint imposed by the Government of the United States upon this liberty, therefore, must conform with the provision of the Fifth Amendment that ‘No person shall be * * * deprived of * * * liberty * * * without due process of law’.”
[Schactman v. Dulles, 96 App DC 287, 225 F.2d 938, at 941]

In my case, the two or more persons who are conspiring to oppress, threaten, and intimidate me while I am exercising my Constitutionally protected right to travel freely, are Dickinson Police Chief Dusty Dassinger, and the Police Officers who keep stopping me.

I have explained in several recent blog posts, that in my thirty-four years of driving, I average about one stop by Law Enforcement every five years.  In a period of sixty days in Dickinson, I was stopped by Law Enforcement three times.

This past Sunday morning at 6:30 a.m., I was returning home on four-lane Villard Street in Dickinson.  Villard Street was almost completely vacant at this time on Sunday morning.  During the last mile of my drive on Villard Street, there were only two approaching vehicles.

I slowed down and put on my left turn-signal one city block from where I needed to make a left turn onto a side street.  I had plenty of time to make a left turn in front of the approaching vehicles on Villard Street, until one of the vehicles sped up quite a bit.  I had to then come to a complete stop on Villard Street, as the approaching vehicle caused me to be unable to make a left turn by its speeding up.

I waited for the quickly approaching vehicle to pass by so that I could make a left turn, but once I was forced to come to a complete stop and wait on this vehicle to pass by, this vehicle slowed down, it slowed down a lot.  I became frustrated as I waited on the approaching vehicle as it slowed down more and more.  I almost went ahead and made a left turn in front of it, it was going so slow.

I could then see that this was a Dickinson Police vehicle.  I had seen this vehicle far to the east on Villard Street, and to the west end of Villard Street was another three miles.  Why, why, on a Sunday morning did this Police vehicle need to turn onto the same exact side street that I was trying to turn onto?

What this Police Officer was trying to do, was instigate a conflict and cause some kind of driving violation that he could charge me with.  Initially, I had plenty of time to make a left turn, until this Police Officer sped up quite a bit, in order to be able to cite me for turning dangerously close in front of him.  Then once I came to a complete stop and waited, this Police Officer slowed way down in order to try to get me to turn in front of him again.  The truth is, this Police Officer didn’t need to turn onto the same side street as me, he was just trying to cause an altercation.

Mentally Ill Drug Addict Woman Tries Assault Fraud In Dickinson, North Dakota

What I saw happen yesterday, Sunday, in Dickinson, North Dakota was very upsetting and troubling to me.  I hope that people in Dickinson will share this, remember this, and discuss this with Law Enforcement in Dickinson to make them aware.

On Sunday, October 20, at 4:00 p.m, I went to the M&H gas station on Villard Street in Dickinson to buy gasoline and a twelve-pack of Coke.  While I was filling my vehicle with gas, I noticed two other male customers who were also putting gasoline in their vehicles.  I went inside and I bought a twelve-pack of Coke, then I went back out to my vehicle at the gas pumps.

As I was getting into my vehicle to leave, I saw a very new, white color, four-door, four-wheel-drive Dodge 1500 pickup truck pull into the parking lot at the west side of the M&H gas station building.  A skinny woman, about 30 years of age, quickly got out of the passenger side of this Dodge truck, acting angry, slamming the truck door very hard, stomping away, then she began screaming frantically for help.

No one was following after her, and no one was doing anything to her.  The driver of the Dodge truck, he just sat in the truck.  The woman continued to scream and yell, and yell for someone to call the Police.  She then threw her phone down onto the concrete parking lot.  At one point, she dropped down onto the sidewalk beside the M&H building, to try to act like she was hurt and injured.

The driver of the Dodge truck then got out of his truck, and he began to try to dial on his phone.  I assumed that he was calling the Police himself.  The woman then ran over to the male driver of the Dodge truck, who was dialing his phone, and she began trying to hit him.  He held onto each of her wrists as she tried to hit him.  She quit hitting him, and she then walked about ten feet away.  No one was harming her, or preventing her from leaving.

On her own, with no one touching her or doing anything to her, she stomped quickly back over to the Dodge truck, and she got back into the passenger side of the Dodge truck.  She was not hurt or injured.  She began flailing around on the inside of the truck, like she was trying to cause damage and break things.

The driver of the Dodge truck got back in, and he began backing out of the parking lot.  The woman opened the truck door all the way, and she began yelling for someone to call the Police.  No one was preventing her from getting out of the Dodge truck.

The male customer closest to me at the gas pumps, he had stopped what he was doing to see if this woman was in trouble, and he appeared to want to help, but he didn’t know what to do.  I said to him that no one is doing anything to her, she is acting like she is out of her mind on drugs.  The male customer replied, “Obviously”.

I was going to call the Police, because the way that she was acting, someone was going to get hurt or get falsely accused of assaulting this woman.  I drove in the same direction as this white Dodge truck, to be able to tell the Police dispatcher where this truck was, and what direction it was heading.  The woman got out of this Dodge truck right at the next corner, right at Main Street, and the Dodge truck drove away.

The woman began screaming bloody murder, like she had just been kidnapped and raped, first dropping down onto the sidewalk like she was injured and hurt, but then jumping up and running out into Main Street to try to stop passing cars, yelling for help, like it was a matter of life and death.  A man wearing a backpack who happened to be passing by on Main Street on the other side of the street from her, he ran over to help her.

The woman then dropped back down onto the sidewalk like she was injured and hurt.  A few times it looked like she was trying to get back up and run out into traffic again, as I came to the stop sign at Main Street and I made a right turn.  I had dialed the Police dispatcher, and the dispatcher “Miranda” said that she had just received other calls about this woman, she asked me to please hold.  I explained to the Police dispatcher Miranda what I had seen, and I gave her my name and phone number.

Within a few minutes, just as the Police were arriving, the passerby on Main Street who had run across the street to help this woman, he looked like he was trying to get away from her.  It appeared that he had had enough of trying to help her, realizing that she was out of her mind, that she was probably on drugs, that she was not injured, and that no one was trying to come after her.

While I was parked on the side of Main Street, waiting on hold, then talking to the Police dispatcher Miranda, looking in my rear-view and side-view mirrors, this woman was continuing to try to get up, and yelling hysterically at passing cars.

This woman was out of her mind.  There was nothing physically wrong with her when she got out of the Dodge truck at the M&H gas station, slammed the truck door, and angrily stomped across the parking lot.  She dropped down on the sidewalk to pretend like she was hurt, but jumped right back up and quickly stomped back over to the truck, and got in.  No one was preventing her from walking away.

I realized that if this woman had even just grabbed hold of my vehicle door handle, or any man’s vehicle door handle, passersby and the Police would have jumped to the conclusion that the vehicle driver must have just assaulted, harmed, raped, or drugged this woman, and were now trying to get away.  Or, that they had hit her with their vehicle.

Even worse, if this woman would have run and jumped in the back seat or passenger seat of my vehicle, or any man’s vehicle, like what she appeared to be trying to do with passing vehicles on Main Street, the Police never ever would have believed the vehicle driver saying, “I have never seen this woman before, I don’t know who she is, she just ran and jumped in my vehicle.”  The Police would be handcuffing the driver, and taking the driver to jail for assault, kidnapping, sexual assault, and rape.

Because this woman was behaving so hysterically like someone had just kidnapped her, assaulted her, and raped her, yelling for help, yelling for people to call the Police like her life was in immediate danger, upon witnessing this, everyone passing by appeared to believe that something like this must have just happened.

These hysterics were all just an act, dupe, con, and fraud.  She could have caused an innocent man to be arrested, charged, and jailed for a serious crime with this act that she was putting on.  The Police in Dickinson couldn’t tell and would not have known that she was making the whole thing up.

Women in Dickinson probably think that this is funny, and something that they can try too.  The next time that I happen upon a woman screaming for help, I am going to press my vehicle door lock button, and drive away as quickly as possible, because apparently women think that it is a good idea to make false accusations of assault, sexual assault, and rape.

Update:

I waited for the Dickinson Press newspaper to publish its most recent “Police Blotter” or “Crime & Courts” article, in order to try to find out who this woman was on Sunday, October 20.  On October 23, the Dickinson Press newspaper article “Stark County District Court Oct. 21 & 22” had this record:

“Jessica Michelle Smith, 33, of Dickinson, initial appearance: violation of order prohibiting contact (misdemeanor); bond hearing: contact by bodily fluids or excrement (felony); bond hearing: simple assault domestic violence, preventing arrest, unlawful possession drug paraphernalia (misdemeanors)”

The above record kind of matched the incident and the behavior that I witnessed on Sunday, it involved a 33 year old woman, simple assault domestic violence, preventing arrest, possession of drug paraphernalia, and violation of a no contact order.  I went to the North Dakota Court Repository website to look at the actual date of arrest for this incident, and the charge of violating a no contact order did occur on Sunday, October 20.

I tried to find a photo of Jessica Michelle Smith on the internet, but I could not, so I can’t say that she is the person that I saw on Sunday.  I am still trying to find out if this was her.

The Phat Fish Brewery Is Family Friendly

In 2019 a new pizza restaurant and brewery was opened in Dickinson, North Dakota, called “Phat Fish Brewing”.

I kept hearing and reading that this restaurant and brewery is “family friendly”, which I think means that you can bring your kids with you, that it is O.K. for kids, or that it is meant for kids too.

From the Phat Fish Brewing website, it says:

“We are a family-friendly Brewery and Pizzeria with unique offerings created just for Dickinson!”

From a Dickinson Press newspaper article, where a reporter interviewed the owner:

“The new restaurant on Villard Street promises original brew and family fun…..A kids area is planned, and an area for adults to play games.”

“You don’t have to be 21 to be able to come in and have a pizza and a soda,” Scharf said. “We’re going to be doing our own custom root beer and cream soda. We’ll have root beer floats and smores pizzas.”

This is kind of what I picture in my mind:

I Talked To The Police Officer Who Stopped Me Last Night In Dickinson, North Dakota

On Monday night, September 30, at 11:00 p.m., I was stopped by a Police Officer in Dickinson, North Dakota for failure to come to a complete stop at a stop sign.  I had waited until late at night to drive to WalMart for groceries, because I didn’t want to go to the store when it was busy and crowded.  I was not in a hurry at all, I was driving less than the speed limit, and the last thing I was expecting was to be stopped by the Police.

When the Police Officer asked me for my driver’s license, registration, and proof of insurance, I told the Police Officer that I would have to look on my phone for a copy of my proof of insurance.  At the moment, I could not remember whether I had taken a photograph of the insurance card off of my computer screen, or if I had had this insurance card e-mailed to me.

I bought this vehicle that I was driving, six weeks ago.  Initially, what I had placed in the glove box as proof of insurance, was the price quotation that State Farm Insurance had faxed to me, the form that I had to sign and fax back to State Farm Insurance, and I had a photo on my phone of the check payment written out to State Farm Insurance with the dollar amount matching the price quote for this vehicle, the date, and in the memo section the make, model, and year of this vehicle.

The Police Officer was not believing me that I had insurance on this vehicle, even after I showed him the paperwork that I had in the glove box, and the photo of the check payment for insurance on this vehicle.  I had other proof of insurance cards on my phone for other vehicles of mine, but not this one.  I tried to go to and log onto my e-mail, but I couldn’t get the log in page to come up on my phone like it does on my computer.

The Police Officer mentioned to me that failure to have insurance or proof of insurance was a $140 fine, which was not that big a deal to me.  As he was writing my ticket, I was able to get to my e-mail on my phone, go back to August, and luckily I found the proof of insurance card for this vehicle.  I handed my phone to the Police Officer, and he looked at my proof of insurance card for this vehicle.

The Police Officer gave me a ticket for failure to stop at a stop sign, which he explained was $40 and three points on my driver’s license.  I explained to the Police Officer, that I know that the Police in Dickinson are trying to stop as many people as possible in order to try to discover drug crime, but for people like me who are not criminals, this is a problem because I have been stopped three time by Law Enforcement in the past sixty days.

When I got home and I began looking on the internet to try to see how many points would go on my Idaho driver’s license, when these points would appear on my driver’s license, what online driver course I could take to get these points removed, and when I would need to take this online driver course, I found out that I nearly got nine points on my driver’s license for this traffic stop, and that the next time that I got stopped within the next twelve months, my driver’s license would automatically be suspended.

What I did not know or understand at first, was that there is no ticket for failure to have proof of insurance, there is only a ticket for failure to have insurance.  If I would have paid the $140 ticket for what I thought was failure to have proof of insurance, I would have actually been admitting to not having liability insurance, which in North Dakota on the first offense carries a penalty of six points on your driver’s license, and for the second offense twelve points on your driver’s license.

I had no idea that on the way home from WalMart at 11 p.m., not coming to a complete stop at a stop sign, would result in me losing my driver’s license.  But it’s worse than that, I didn’t understand what was going on, I didn’t understand how important it was to show more proof of insurance than what I had with me at the time, I didn’t know that paying the ticket for $140 would have been automatically admitting that I didn’t have liability insurance, which I did have liability insurance, I didn’t know that I would have had nine points on my license immediately, I would not have known that the next time I got stopped within the next twelve months that my driver’s license would automatically be suspended, … and I would have been driving around with a suspended driver’s license and not had any idea.

On Tuesday, I called a couple of DMV and IDT offices in Idaho to try to get some answers on how to handle the traffic ticket that I got on Monday night, to ask if and when the points would go on my Idaho driver’s license, and when and how many times could I take the online driver safety course to get the points removed from my driver’s license.

On Tuesday I called a couple of DMV and NDOT offices in North Dakota to ask questions, though the people in Bismarck were nice, they didn’t have all the answers.  I called the Dickinson Police Department to try to ask to speak to a Police Officer that I already knew like Shift Sergeant Moser, Officer Kinto, or Officer Bates, but was told no.  It was suggested to me that I speak to either the Police Officer who gave me the ticket, or his Shift Sergeant Jason Wallace this evening.

To clarify for those people reading this blog post who don’t understand why this is such a big deal to me:  My home is in Idaho 750 miles away, I am just here in Dickinson, North Dakota to work.  My work location is more than sixty miles from Dickinson, out in the middle of nowhere.  If I lose my driver’s license, I will lose my job.  I have trucks, trailers, and equipment that I have brought to Dickinson to do self-employed work, but without a driver’s license, I couldn’t do my self-employed work either.

If I lose my driver’s license, then my job, I don’t have anyone here to help me.  I don’t have any good friends here, any family members here, any church relationship here, any attorney or accountant business relationships here.  Without a driver’s license, without a job, without any income, that is when I would probably want to hire an attorney to try to help me get something like a temporary restricted license to drive to work, but the attorney would want thousands of dollars, and the Dickinson Police would just cause me to lose my restricted license as soon as possible.

I would not have had any idea that I was getting a total of nine points on my driver’s license by paying the $40 ticket and the $140 ticket from this traffic stop.  I would not have gotten any notification about the nine points on my driver’s license, because I have an Idaho driver’s license.  Any mail from the state of Idaho would be sent to my home or my P.O. box in Idaho.

I have to keep my Idaho driver’s license and do other things like pay state income tax to Idaho, as well as North Dakota, to legally claim Idaho residency.  My home in Idaho is protected from any kind of lawsuit judgement if it is my primary residence, my homestead, but not if it is classified as a second home or investment property.

Getting back to the point, I keep getting stopped so frequently by Law Enforcement in Dickinson, because they are trying to stop drug crime, that I am in danger of having my driver’s license suspended, being arrested for unwittingly driving on a suspended license, losing my job, having no way to earn a living, losing my apartment, and not even being able to drive my equipment and vehicles back to my home in Idaho.

I spent some time looking up on the internet the Police Officer who stopped me and gave me the ticket on Monday night.  He graduated from Dickinson State University about one year ago, he became a Police Officer about six months ago, and he is about 25 years old.

I called the Dickinson Police Department late Tuesday night when this Police Officer was back on duty, and I said that I wanted to ask him some questions about the ticket he gave me, and that I would like to meet him somewhere if possible.  The Dickinson Police Department got a hold of him, and he called me back.

I asked him if I had not found the State Farm Insurance card on my phone, would he have written me a ticket for failure to have liability insurance, he said yes.  I asked him if he would have told me that this ticket for not having insurance carries a six point penalty on your driver’s license, he said yes.  I explained to him, that I had no idea that paying the $140 ticket for failure to have liability insurance means that you agree that you have no liability insurance, I did have liability insurance.

I tried to explain to him again, better than I explained it to him on Monday night, that I understand that the Police are trying to detect crime, but the way that the Police are scrutinizing my driving, and the frequency at which the Police are stopping me, that I am going to lose my driver’s license.  I don’t think that I can drive perfectly all the time.  I am not a criminal, but the Police are turning me into a criminal, to where I am going to end up driving on a suspended license.

I briefly explained that the way that the Police are stopping me so often, that I am going to lose my driver’s license, then lose my job, then lose my home.

This Police Officer explained to me that he was just doing his job.  That he has to enforce traffic laws for public safety, people can’t speed and run stop signs just because they want to.  I explained to him that I don’t speed, that I drive slow, I am always being tailgated, and that I have to pull over to let people pass me all the time.  I didn’t run the stop sign, I just didn’t come to a complete stop.

After I got off the phone with this Police Officer, I had the impression that he believed that he was just doing his job, though I don’t think that he understands the impact of what he is doing.

People are supposed to have the right to travel freely in the U.S.  The whole point of the first communities in the U.S. creating government and Police Officers was to maintain peace and order, not for the Police to hide and sneak up on citizens to try to get them for something like the citizens are prey, enemies, or criminals.

If there is supposed to be a curfew at night in Dickinson, which I agree with, then this law should be voted on by citizens and then published as law.  In effect, what the Police in Dickinson are doing, is they have created a curfew law all on their own.  I see very few people driving at night in Dickinson, and I think that it is because they are scared of getting stopped by the Police and cited for something.

It has been pointed out to me by other people, which I realized was the truth, new, clean, expensive vehicles in Dickinson do not get stopped by the Police.  I just about never have seen a new, clean, expensive vehicle stopped by the Police in Dickinson, its always older less expensive vehicles that get stopped by the Police.

Getting Stopped By The Police Again In The Dickinson Prison Work Camp

This past year, I realized that what Dickinson, North Dakota is really like, it is like a Prison Work Camp.

For more than a year, I have been writing again and again, over and over, that I can’t even drive to work, or drive to the grocery store without the Police following me, stalking me, and trying to pull me over for something.

Back on March 8, 2018 I wrote a blog post article titled, “Getting Stopped By The Police In Dickinson, North Dakota”.  Here are some quotes from what I wrote back in March of 2018:

“I have written again, and again, and again, and again about not being able to go out at night in Dickinson, North Dakota because the Police are so eager and aggressive in stopping people for DUI, or trying to discover illegal activity.”

“At about 5:00 p.m., I drove from the restaurant to visit my friend at his home, who is old and in bad health.  At about 6:30 p.m., I drove to Dairy Queen and got an ice cream cone.  I was driving home from Dairy Queen on Villard Street, when a Dickinson Police car made a U-turn, came after me, followed me, and stopped me.  This turned an ordinary evening and outing, into an unwanted stressful situation.”

“I am so sick of this in Dickinson, being followed by the Police, so that they can think of a reason to pull you over, to try to give you a DUI, or find something else to charge you with.”

Tonight, September 30, I waited until 10:15 p.m. to go to WalMart so that the store would not be crowded.  I bought about $30 worth of groceries at WalMart, and then I drove home.  I drove at about 30 mph to the store, and at about 30 mph home from the store, I was not in a hurry at all.  When I got to the four-way stop at the intersection of 10th Avenue East and  21st Street East, I thought that I came to a complete stop, and then I made a right turn.

A Police Officer made a U-turn, came after me, followed me while he ran my license plate, then he pulled me over for failure to come to a complete stop at the stop sign.  I almost got a $140 ticket for failure to have proof of insurance, because I had the insurance card on my phone, but I wasn’t able to find the insurance card until the last minute.  I did get a ticket for failure to stop at the stop sign, $40 and three points against my license.

Six weeks ago I wrote about getting stopped by the Police in Dickinson, North Dakota, in a blog post article titled “Dickinson, North Dakota Is A Prison Work Camp”.  Here are a few quotes from what I wrote six weeks ago:

“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.”

I have been stopped three times by Law Enforcement in North Dakota in the past sixty days.  None of it was for speeding, because I drive slow, I am trying to be careful, and I am trying not to be stopped.  But I am learning that there seems to always be something that the Police can get you for, even if you are trying not to be pulled over.

In sixteen years of driving in Florida, from when I was sixteen years old to when I was 32 years old, I was stopped a total of three times by the Police, each time for speeding.  In ten years of driving in Colorado, Arizona, Utah, and Idaho, I was stopped twice by the Police, once for speeding, once for a headlight out.  This is not normal to be stopped by Law Enforcement three times in sixty days, but this is North Dakota, and I am warning people not to move here.