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I Am Going To Be The Proudest Person In Dickinson, North Dakota

I am going to be the proudest person in Dickinson, North Dakota.  Who would have thought that I would end up having the greatest and longest lasting success in Dickinson?  Who would have thought that I could permanently change Dickinson for the better, and help tens of thousands of people?

On Tuesday of this week, my website was viewed by 1,102 people, on that day alone.  This is pretty good readership.  I was happy about this.  It gave me a sense of accomplishment.  I am getting the truth out about Dickinson.  I am exposing the bad things in Dickinson.  Slowly but surely, Dickinson is going to change, the more people that discover what is going on.

However, in addition to getting the truth out about Dickinson, I have found a more powerful way to change Dickinson for the better, and for ever.  There have been three oil booms in Dickinson, the 1950s, the late 1970s, and the late 2000s.  Despite thousands of workers from all over the United States coming to work in Dickinson during the oil booms, they didn’t change anything.

The early German and Ukranian settlers that homesteaded in western North Dakota in the early 1900s, had the Catholic Church as their main cultural and societal influence.  Hatred, hostility, unfriendliness, mistrust, lack of cooperation, and lack of education was fostered, supported, and encouraged in western North Dakota.  When there wasn’t an oil boom going on, the local people were not friendly, helpful, or cooperative with each other, and they looked upon someone else failing as satisfying, gratifying, and an opportunity to take advantage.  When there wasn’t an oil boom going on, the local employers paid very low wages deliberately so that the local people could not afford to protest their mistreatment, get ahead, get an education, or get out of North Dakota.

When there was an oil boom, many of the local people, especially the land owners, property owners, and real estate agents, had no morals and no ethics in taking advantage of the out of state workers tremendously.  Though there is more vacant unoccupied barren grassland outside of Dickinson than almost anywhere else in the United States, and absolutely no reason there could not be affordable housing, the local networks of Catholics conspired to create a shortage of affordable housing in order to raise housing prices by 400% to 500%.

I could point out every day, that the Catholic Church and the Catholic School in Dickinson fosters and teaches the belief that they are “better” than non-Catholics, that they are “better” and “good” in comparison to the out of state workers, and that they are entitled and have the right to take advantage of the non-Catholics and the out of state workers.  I could point out every day the network of Catholics in Dickinson in political office, in every City of Dickinson administrative office and department, in law enforcement, fire department, judicial system, school system, business association, chamber of commerce, board of directors, and private company management and ownership, that seeks to promote, benefit, favor, and advance local Catholics, and to hinder, obstruct, and not advance non-Catholics and out of state workers.  I could point this out, but this will not change things in Dickinson very quickly.

How I can change Dickinson for the better, and change it for ever, is to persuade as many black men as possible to move to Dickinson and impregnate as many women as possible, as quickly as possible.  In this way, the heirs to the land, property, and businesses in Dickinson will be these black children.  The Catholic Church will lose its control over the people in Dickinson.  The greedy, hostile, uncooperative white men and women who own and control land, property, and businesses in Dickinson will lose their control over the people in Dickinson.  The overwhelming number of black children will then grow up and take over Dickinson.

The culture in Dickinson will change as these black children grow up.  Instead of having short, fat, pale, cankle-calved, mean women, the black mixture will make the women taller, leaner, tanner, friendlier, and more rational.  The restaurants will improve, and there will be more variety in restaurants.  The character of Dickinson will become more relaxed, friendlier, and less mean, hostile, and uncooperative.

As Dickinson becomes more like New Orleans or Chicago with a majority black population, then Dickinson will be less primitive and more civilized than it is now, and safer for out of state workers to move to.

How Black Men Can Get A Free Mercedes AMG G65 In Dickinson, North Dakota

Black men are needed and wanted in Dickinson, North Dakota.  No question about it.  There is a shortage of black men in Dickinson, North Dakota.  Please allow me to explain:

  1.   The vast majority of women in Dickinson and the surrounding areas want black men, not white men.
  2.   The vast majority of women in Dickinson and the surrounding areas can’t stand white men, the way they look, the way they talk, and the things that they do.
  3.   The women have seen black men in magazines, in movies, on the internet, and on television playing professional sports, and they all want black men.
  4.   The women in Dickinson and the surrounding areas are sick of white men spending all of their money on stupid ugly big diesel trucks, ATVs, snow mobiles, hunting equipment, and fishing equipment.  The women long to go to nice expensive restaurants and luxury resort locations with a black man.
  5.   The white men in Dickinson and the surrounding areas try to control all the land, businesses, and money in a stingy greedy way, even though their wives are entitled to half of everything, and these wives want to take that money, and have a good time with a black man.

Let’s face it, the women in Dickinson and the surrounding areas, are entitled to half of the land, businesses, and money.  It seems like the white men do everything they can to make the women miserable, and not let them spend money the way they want to.  All the women are tired of being told what to do by white men.  The land and businesses are worth millions of dollars, why can’t the women use this money to have a nice life, with comfort, nice things, and travel?  They are sick of stingy greedy white men trying to control what they do.

There are hundreds and hundreds of women in Dickinson who have inherited businesses and land in Dickinson, that have become worth millions during this past oil boom.  There are hundreds and hundreds of women in Dickinson that have half ownership in land and businesses that have become worth millions.  These women only want a few things in life: to have nice things, to enjoy life, to go places, and to have the company of a black man.

All black men have to do, is come to Dickinson, and help these women realize their dreams.  All black men have to do, is meet these women, and encourage them to follow their dreams, and let them know that it is O.K. to spend money.  They have been kept down by the white men for so long.

When a black man comes to Dickinson, the first thing he needs to get is a starter girlfriend that can provide him with some money and a place to live.  Just look at the free Real Estate Guides in Dickinson.  These free Real Estate Guides have the names, photographs, and phone numbers for the real estate agent women in Dickinson.  These real estate agent women in Dickinson love black men, and they aren’t hard to get.  All you have to do is just walk into their office, stand there in front of them, talk to them a little, and ask them if they can show you something.  You just watch them smile, jump up, and try to grab the keys to some property where they can take you.  This is like a dream come true for them.

Once these real estate agent women have provided you with money and a place to live, you can look in the Dickinson phone book, and see the listings that have many people with the same last name.  Write down these last names.  You want to try to meet women that have one of these last names, because these are the women that either inherited land or businesses, or married into land or businesses.  Try to let as many of these women as possible take you out to dinner.  At dinner ask them about their family.  These women will think that you are taking an interest in them, but you are trying to find out what land and businesses their father or their husband owns or owned.

Once you find some women that inherited land or businesses, start talking to them about doing things like traveling, visiting foreign countries, visiting exotic places, going to luxury resorts, going to luxury spas.  Keep telling them that they should do things for themselves, that they deserve it.  When they talk about not having money, advise them that they should sell their land or business, or demand that their husband give them half.  Explain that what good is land or a business if it can’t do anything for them.

Once they get ready to sell their land or business for several million dollars, start talking to them about how you wish you could take them places in a luxury automobile like they were a celebrity or movie star.  Start showing them brochures for a Mercedes AMG G65.  Tell them that they would be the only woman in North Dakota riding around in one.  That all the celebrity women get driven around, they don’t drive.

Plan the most lavish, expensive, exotic, luxury vacation for two, that you will go on soon after the land or business sells.  This luxury vacation, hotel, and air fare should cost $20,000 to $30,000.  Have your girlfriend pay for it, so that it’s all taken care of and all set.  Encourage or make sure that she is bragging about this vacation to all her friends and everybody she knows.  A couple of weeks before the vacation, this is when you should have arranged for her to buy the Mercedes AMG G65.  Explain to her that you want to be worthy of her, that you would like to have the car in your name.  If she is the one who has all the money, this makes you feel not good enough for her.  What are people going to think if you don’t have anything, and she has all the money, that you are her butler.  Don’t make me feel ashamed, like I got nothing.  Start to say that you can’t go on the trip with her, if she is going to make you feel like a butler.  In order to not have to go on the trip by herself, she will put the AMG G65 title in your name.

My Fantasy Harem In Dickinson, North Dakota

Like most men, I like to ponder who I would include in my harem, if I had a harem.  In Dickinson, I already have a good pool of candidates to choose from that are written down in one of my previous blog posts titled, “List Of Attractive Women In Dickinson, North Dakota”.

In order to not be offensive and insulting to the married women over 40 years old on my “List Of Attractive Women In Dickinson, North Dakota”, these women are excused from being in my fantasy harem.  Also, in order to not embarrass the women on my list of attractive women, and to not anger their husbands, I will only use these women’s first names in this blog post.

Kaycee is excused because I think that she would be too upset and could not handle being in my harem.  Tracy is excused because she recently moved to Montana.  Melissa is excused because of her job.  I haven’t decided whether or not to include Jessica, I don’t want Jessica to be stuck in the middle of what I am about to describe below.

My harem would include Jessie, Marinna, Codi, and Kit.  I have thought about it and thought about it, and I always have the same problem.  Jessie and Marinna would be in an alliance against Codi and Kit, for the following reasons:

Jessie and Marinna are very practical.  When it is their turn to go to the grocery store, which they do together, they buy about two or three full shopping carts of food.  They even use coupons and look for what is on sale.  They buy many cartons of eggs, many gallons of milk, big sacks of beans, big sacks of rice, big sacks of potatoes, boxes of pasta, whole chickens, roasts, pork chops, and sausage.  They actually have in their heads, what meals they are going to cook, and how long this food will last.

Codi and Kit on the other hand, when they go to the store together, the whole household becomes tense even before they get back from the store because everyone knows what is going to happen.  They are going to come back from the store with boxes and boxes of cereal, Captain Crunch, Lucky Charms, Cocoa Puffs, Frosted Flakes, Raisin Bran, Frosted Mini Wheats, Grape Nuts, and Cheerios.  Maybe some boxes of frozen waffles, maybe some chicken breasts.

This makes Jessie and Marinna become enraged, because not only do they feel that Codi and Kit wasted a lot of money on buying overpriced cereal, but they see this as an attempt by Codi and Kit to get out of cooking, by not buying anything that requires cooking.  What are we supposed to do, eat cereal every day for two weeks?

When Codi and Kit get home and put the boxes of cereal on the counter, they each open separate boxes of cereal, they each fix themselves a bowl of cereal, and they sit down and eat, acting like nothing is wrong, even though Jessie and Marinna are getting ready to kill them.

Jessie and Marinna begin to say, “Well it looks like you two aren’t planning on doing any cooking for a while.  And since you probably don’t plan on doing any cleaning either, your know what that leaves?  Yeah, you know what that leaves!”

Codi and Kit act like they are unconcerned, but they actually start to lose their appetite and wish that they had done a better job shopping.  Later, Codi and Kit start trying to clean the house, but Jessie and Marinna just say, “Too late, too late, it won’t do you any good, too late!”

This is about as far as I ever get fantasizing about my harem because there is so much conflict and fighting.

Class And Race Distinction In The South Versus Dickinson, North Dakota

On Saturday I was reading an internet news article about the poor and poverty in Charlotte, North Carolina.  According to the article, though Charlotte is doing well as far as economic and growth indicators, the poor stay poor like no where else in the United States.  The news article gave several different reasons and detailed explanations of why the poor people stay poor in Charlotte.  In being so thorough in the explanations, an uneducated or simple minded reader would not have realized that the writer was saying that this was mostly deliberate.

Yes, wealthy people in the South, politicians, leaders, and people in prominent public and private positions do not promote poor whites, poor blacks, and poor minorities.  The wealthy people in the South, do not want to have very much to do with poor whites, poor blacks, and poor minorities, other than to put them to work at physical labor jobs to make them money or get work accomplished.

In the South, there is class distinction, there are social rules, and enforcement of social rules.  If you are educated, have good manners, and enough money, you are welcome in any wealthy or upper class social environment in the South.  If you lack any of these three things, you are less welcome, but lack of good manners is not forgivable.

It happens every year, in every town or city in the South, that a person arrives who has money, possibly an education, but no manners.  This person would be thought of in simple terms as an “asshole” or a “Yankee”, or a combination of these two terms.

The “Yankee asshole” might think that they have enough money to walk over everyone else.  This mistake gets made every year.  There is enforcement of social rules.  They may buy land to build a “McMansion”, but surprisingly to them, never get zoning, use, EPA wetlands, endangered species habit threat, access road, utility easement, building plan approval.  They can try to fight it out in court.  They can spend a lot of their money on attorneys to argue with other attorneys, and appear before judges who all went to high school and college together.  The attorneys and judges don’t mind if it takes a long time and a lot of money.

An “Asshole Yankee” might think that they have enough money to walk over everyone else and start any business they wish.  This mistake gets made every year.  A local person may sell them or lease them property for a business, or maybe they won’t.  Planning, zoning, permitting may even let them start a business.  It may have been decided, let them buy the land and building from so and so, let them have their permitting, let this local contractor do the remodeling, let them hire the local electricians, plumbers, carpenters, dry wallers, painters, and landscapers.  Let them get this property all fixed up to make their restaurant.  Let them hire local people to work there.

The wealthy people’s wives and daughters may want to go to this new restaurant, or whatever business it is, to see what it looks like, what they have, and to try it out.  If enough wealthy people’s wives and daughters like a new business, the wealthy people may decide to patronize it and allow it to exist, concluding, “That asshole Yankee wasn’t so bad after all.  He created a lot of jobs, and I like his business.”  However, if the business owner continued to act pushy, aggressive, rude, and without any manners, his business would be doomed to failure.

So far, I described the enforcement of social rules as it applies to people with money, likely people from somewhere else, because they never would have been allowed to make that money in the South.  The news article that I read about poor people staying poor in Charlotte, North Carolina, does have something to do with the wealthy people in the South having control over who makes money and who gets ahead, based on what kind of person they are, and how they behave.

To educated white protestant wealthy people in the South, and to educated black protestant wealthy people in the South, it seems blatantly obvious, that you don’t give a lot of money to uneducated, uncouth, or trashy people.  To maintain order, peace, quiet, and civility in towns in the South, the educated, well mannered, well meaning people get to make and accumulate money, and the uneducated trashy naer-do-well people don’t get paid a lot of money so that they can’t cause a lot of harm.

Though I can’t explain it all in this blog post, I will try to give a brief description of what the social order is supposed to be in the South.  Husbands and wives in good families, stay together, raise their children, supervise their children, discipline their children, and try to enforce what is right and what is wrong in their families.  This means that the husbands and wives don’t cheat on each other, and that no one in the family lies, steals, or uses illegal drugs.  It is hoped that the children will do well in school, and go to college if possible.  These are basic protestant values.  It is believed that if each individual family behaves with these values, the entire community will be a good one.  These people are allowed to make money and accumulate money, and are given the opportunity for good jobs, advancement, and education.

However, on the other hand, people in the South who demonstrate destructive behavior such as: alcoholism, illegal drug use, theft, dishonesty, recklessness, carelessness, laziness, criminality, irresponsibility, and stupidity, these people are not looked upon as beneficial to the community.  These people are not considered for good jobs, advancement, or education.  In the South, it is not desirable to pay these people high wages, this would be like promoting carelessness, irresponsibility, recklessness, and stupidity.

So yes, in the South, wealthy people, people in prominent private and public positions, do try to determine and control who makes and accumulates money, and who gets ahead.  They would rather see people from good families, with good protestant morals, ethics, and values get ahead and be successful, rather than trying to equalize their communities by dividing up the good jobs with people who don’t demonstrate their protestant morals, ethics, and values.

To compare this with Dickinson, North Dakota, the local people and the local employers here in Dickinson would rather hire someone who did four years in prison than hire someone who did four years in college.  The people in Dickinson, rather than seeing someone who did four years in college as someone willing to work, educate themselves,, and apply themselves, the people in Dickinson see these people as being “no good”.

In Dickinson, North Dakota, two of the largest manufacturing companies in Dickinson, offered me, a degreed and experienced engineer, $18 per hour, forty hours per week, which equals $720 per week.  At this same time in Dickinson, concrete laborers and road flaggers with criminal records and no education, were being paid $1,200 to $1,400 per week.

In Dickinson, the way that people are paid and advanced, this is why you have ignorant uneducated workers with a new four dour 7,000 lb diesel truck trying to drive 60 mph in a 25 mph residential neighborhood.  In Dickinson, this is why if you went to the nicest restaurants in town, you  would be seated next to ignorant uneducated oil field workers telling white trash tales of drunkeness and sex with fat ugly women.

In Dickinson, this is why you have doctors, nurses, and other medical professionals coming to Dickinson and leaving within a couple of months due to having to live amongst dirty, uneducated, ignorant, white trash oil field workers, having to live in a town that functions and works at a low level, and having to work with local nurses and administrators that are a product of an uneducated and ignorant town.

One of the reasons why the local people and local employers hate educated people, and try to hire and promote uneducated people, is the Catholic Church.  The Catholic Church has nearly a two thousand year history of wanting to control people by telling them what to think and do, and discouraged education of people which would lead to them reading, understanding, and interpreting the Bible for themselves.  To the protestants in the South, by all means, please everyone educate yourself, read and understand the Bible for yourself, the more you learn and know, the better you will be.  To the Catholics in Dickinson, the less you know the better for them, the less education the better for them, this makes people easier to control, this makes people reliant on what they tell them, this makes people more able to be manipulated.

Patterson Lake Was Like WalMart Parking Lot Friday

At the house where I live in Dickinson, there is a nice gas grill on the back porch, and a nice gas grill on the front porch.  The house is in a quiet rural area.  But, about half of the time, I don’t want to eat at home, because my room mate, the home owner, starts doing things that ruin my dinner:  watching a stupid television show, talking non-stop about problems, tripping over something and causing a cascading crash that goes on for minutes.

In one of my trucks, I have a bag of charcoal briquettes, matches, charcoal lighter fluid, plates, paper towels, and utensils.  I normally have a small cook out grill in the back of my truck, but the leg screws got rusty and it was unsafe so I threw it out.  On Friday, I went to the store and bought a new small charcoal grill for $25.  I went to the grocery store and bought some hamburger meat, some hot dogs, vegetables, and aluminum foil.  I was looking forward to going to Patterson Lake to cook out because it had been a nice, warm, sunny day.

When I got to Patterson Lake, it was as busy as a WalMart parking lot, and people were driving around fast and aggressively like they were in hurry.  I hate it, and can’t understand it, when people drive fast at Patterson Lake.  Are they thinking that they are going to miss seeing the water, trees, and grass if someone else gets there first?  I have seen it before, and this is how it was on Friday, that new four door trucks and new Suburbans drive 35 mph to 40 mph to get to a parking space, come to a stop fast, and then the people don’t know what to do or why they came, and they leave in about one minute or less because it’s not like television, and there is nothing going on.  Of course there is nothing going on dumbass! it’s trees, grass, water, and clear sky.  It would have been peaceful and quiet if people like you wouldn’t keep coming and going at 40 mph.

I parked by the covered picnic tables at the north side of the parking lot.  I have been cooking out at this spot since 2011, and have done so many many times.  I had to assemble the new cook out grill that I had just bought.  As I was assembling this grill on my truck tail gate, I noticed that the new concrete path that was built last year, now passes about twenty feet from the picnic tables.  Walkers and people walking their dogs kept passing by, talking and looking at me.  I came to Patterson Lake to get away from people and eat in peace.  This location was not going to work.

When I got done assembling the new grill, I put it in the back of my truck and I started driving to the west end of the park to find a place to cook out away from people.  Half way to the end of the park, I could see that there were people parked at the west end of the park too.  I was angry, that I could not get away from people, and I would have to go home and cook out on the gas grill on the porch.  The whole point of my trip to buy a new grill and go to Patterson Lake, was to not have to eat at home with my room mate.

Though I was angry at how absurdly busy Patterson Lake was, I think that I understand it.  There are a tremendous amount of new apartments and new town homes in Dickinson.  The apartment dwellers don’t have any yard, and on a nice day, they don’t want to stay inside their apartment that they have been stuck in all winter.  The apartment dwellers want to get outside and do something.  There are not a lot of things to do in Dickinson, so the only thing that many people could think to do, was drive to Patterson Lake.  Although when they get to Patterson Lake, they don’t know what to do, and they just turn around and leave.

Almost Getting Caught By The Dickinson Police With Three Pounds Of Chicken

Something that I enjoyed very much in 2015 and 2016, was going to the City of Dickinson Public Auction that is held each summer at the public works building on Broadway Street.  In 2015 I bought two bicycles for $25 each, and in 2016 I bought three bicycles for $25 each at the auction.

At the auction, the bicycles are parked in groups of eight.  It takes the auctioneers a couple of hours to get to the bicycles, so you have time to look at all the bicycles.  I make a diagram, and I note which bicycles that I am interested in, and how much I am willing to pay.  Luckily, the initial high bidder on each bicycle group, would go pick out a bicycle that I didn’t want.  Then, for the second choice of a bicycle in a group, the bidding only went up to $25 to $30, and I was able to pick out the bicycle that I wanted.

The reason why the bidding didn’t go very high on the bicycles, was because they usually all had flat tires, chains off, messed up brake cables, messed up shifting cables, messed up handle bars and seats.  These were stolen or abandoned bicycles that no one claimed or came looking for at the police department.

Every bicycle that I bought at the auction, looked worse than it was.  They usually didn’t require any parts, just putting everything back where it belonged, making adjustments, and straightening things out.  In 2015, I gave one bicycle away because it was a little too small for me.  In 2016, I gave one bicycle away because I had too many bicycles.

The last bicycle that I had to fix, I didn’t even want to work on it, it looked so messed up.  I was thinking about giving it away, or throwing it away.  It sat outside in the yard for about eight months.  When it warmed up a couple of weeks ago, I started working on this last bike, and it only took me a couple of hours to get everything completely fixed on this bike.  This turned out to be the best bicycle of the five that I had bought.  It was the most comfortable to ride.

I had to wait about another week before the weather was good enough to ride this last and best bicycle to the grocery 4-1/2 miles away.  I live out in a rural area where there are not that many houses.  For the first two miles, there are no houses.  I like to ride on the wrong side of the road, facing any oncoming vehicles that would happen to get on the rural road.  If I rode my bicycle on the correct side of the road, and moved over onto the road shoulder when I heard a vehicle coming up behind me, I still might get run over like a pheasant or coyote by a vehicle going 55 mph and not paying attention.

It was mostly slow and tiring peddling uphill for the first two miles.  Then, when I got to the top and started to go downhill, I didn’t want to coast downhill going 35 mph on this bicycle that I had never ridden before.  When I got into town, I wanted to avoid the roads that the Dickinson police drive on.  I was tired from peddling, I could only peddle about 5 to 10 mph, and I didn’t want to ride on the right side of the road because I was worried about getting hit by a vehicle from behind, I was going so slow.  I cut through a large new residential area.

When I was riding through this large new residential area, it was a Sunday afternoon, and the homeowners did not like the looks of me.  Recreational exercise is not something most of the people in Dickinson are familiar with.  In Dickinson, somebody riding a bicycle, is a shady character who has lost their drivers’ license, doesn’t own a vehicle, and couldn’t get anyone to give them a ride.  From the glares and stares of the homeowners, looking at me like I was a vagrant, I was worried that they were going to come after me to threaten me out of their neighborhood, or call the police on me.  The Dickinson police sure would have been willing to drive up on me and jack me up like I was a vagrant.

I began to not enjoy my bike ride at all.  In Florida, Texas, Arizona, and Idaho where I had previously lived, recreational walking and bicycling is a normal everyday activity.  In Dickinson, if you are riding a bicycle, you must have something wrong with you apparently.  I would have liked to have made it out of this residential area as soon as possible, but I could only go so fast because I was tired from the first two miles being all uphill.

I made it the 4-1/2 miles to the grocery store.  I locked my bike to the bike rack, and I went inside with my small backpack on my back.  I was worried that the grocery store employees were going to tell me that I couldn’t come inside the store with my backpack on, because of a concern about shoplifting.  I did all of my shopping and paid for my groceries without any store employee objecting to my backpack.  I believe that they must have seen people before who rode their bicycle to the store.

When I was riding home from the grocery store, I cut across a downtown parking lot, and I came out of the parking lot at the middle of the block, onto the sidewalk.  I rode on the sidewalk to get to the nearest cross street, to take that street north.  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the dreaded Dickinson police Chevy Tahoe coming.  Oh no, I thought, they are going to try to get me for something, riding on the sidewalk, riding against traffic, crossing the street at the middle of the block, and all because I am on a bicycle with a backpack on, with something in the backpack.  I have got to be up to something, I probably have drugs or must have just stolen something.  This is how I nearly got caught by the Dickinson police with three pounds of chicken.

Donald Trump’s Actions Against Bashar al-Assad Of Syria

On Tuesday, April 4, 2017, at 7:00 a.m. , Syrian government aircraft began circling a city in Syria and began dropping sarin nerve gas on the civilian population.  There were local witnesses, international observers, and U.S. military surveillance that observed and confirmed the aircrafts’ departure point, operational maneuvers, and return to Shayrat air base.

On Wednesday and Thursday, I saw television news coverage of the chemical weapons attack in Syria on Fox News, CNN, and MSNBC.  The television news coverage showed many children being treated on the street, being carried away, and being treated in the hospital for severe chemical burns on their skin.

The journalists on assignment in Syria and the military experts that were interviewed on television news on Wednesday and Thursday, all said that due to the great number of local witnesses, international observers, and U.S. military surveillance, it was definitely Syrian government forces using Syrian government aircraft that carried out the chemical weapons attack.

I was confused as to why the president of Syria would be using chemical weapons to kill civilians in Syria.  There had been enormous international pressure for Syrian president Bashar al-Assad to resign since 2013, when he used chemical weapons against civilians outside of Damascus.

I read a New York Times newspaper article on Thursday that explained that Bashar al-Assad uses chemical weapons against civilians that oppose him, in order to terrorize them and demoralize them.  Probably, he wants everyone in Syria to believe that if they oppose him, there is no one coming to help them, he can do anything he wants to do them, and no one will stop him.

Hitler, Stalin, Pol pot, Saddam Hussein, Kim Jong-un, and other dictators killed civilians to demonstrate their power, eliminate opposition, silence opposition, to incite fear, and to make people live under constant fear.  Bashar al-Assad is trying to do the same thing.

If we people here in the United States don’t like mass killings of innocent civilians, we should say so, oppose it, and do things to stop it.  The United States has made it clear to the world, the Russians, Syria, and Bashar al-Assad, since 2013, that we oppose the use of chemical weapons against civilians in Syria.  Diplomatic, economic, and military pressure has been used by the United States against Bashar al-Assad for the past four years.

Because Bashar al-Assad has ignored the warnings and pressure from the United States to not use chemical weapons to commit mass killings of innocent civilians in Syria, and he went ahead and used sarin nerve gas to kill innocent civilians on Tuesday, I believe that president Donald Trump took the correct course of action when he ordered U.S. Navy vessels on Thursday night, to launch sixty cruise missiles to destroy the Shayrat air base in Syria where the chemical attack was launched.  This prevents this air base, and the aircraft located there, from ever being used to carry out another chemical attack on civilians.

It is good that president Donald Trump made the decision to order the launch of cruise missiles to destroy Shayrat air base.  This base no longer exists now, too late, there won’t be any more attacks launched from this base.  And, if Bashar al-Assad tries to initiate a similar attack from one of the five remaining air bases in Syria, we can destroy those bases too in about one hour.  This should give Bashar al-Assad a reason to not ever use chemical weapons against innocent civilians again.

On television news, I saw that there are some journalists and some elected representatives that are saying, hold on now, we could have or should have done, this, that, or the other, waited, discussed this, pondered this, tried to work this out.  This approach has been taken for the past four years, and it resulted in Bashar al-Assad using chemical weapons against innocent civilians, again.

What president Donald Trump did, should make all dictators around the world worry about what the United States will do if they murder civilians.

If you were to watch international news in the following days, you would probably see outrage in Great Britain, Canada, France, Italy, Germany, essentially every country on Earth, that Donald Trump unilaterally decided to do this, without consulting them.  Let us face the fact, that if the United States had not acted, no other country on Earth would have taken any action, not one of them.

Each of those sixty cruise missiles probably cost $1 million each.  The U.S. military operation probably cost $100 million on Thursday night.  We should be proud that each and every one of us tax payers paid for that operation to keep civilians from being killed in Syria.  We should be receiving sincere thanks from the Syrians, and the British, Canadians, French, Italians, and Germans, etc., but we won’t receive any thanks, or acknowledgement that the United States is always having to go and save everyone else, with very little help from any other country.

Sexual Harassment Allegations At Fox News

I don’t like to hear about sexual harassment allegations.

On Earth, for more than several thousand years, females have tried to get the attention of males.  Sometimes, this was because they wanted to become impregnated by a male, or because they wanted to keep a male around to protect them, or provide for them.

As civilization became more complex, females still tried to get the attention of males.  Still, this may have been for becoming pregnant, protection, or being provided for, but other reasons were such things as increased social status and increased opportunities.

Females became aware thousands of years ago, of men’s sexual interest in them and physical attraction to them.  Females became aware thousands of years ago, how to get the attention of men, and what men were attracted to.

Females today in modern times, are aware that they can attract, distract, and seduce men with their appearance and behavior, because of men’s sexual interest in women and physical attraction to women.  Women use their sexual and physical attractiveness to men, in order to gain a boyfriend, a husband, to keep a boyfriend or husband, to gain favors from men, to gain help from men, and to gain opportunities from men.

I don’t want to hear, and should not hear, any disagreement on what I just wrote up above.  It is the absolute truth, and has been for thousands of years.

Unfortunately, it happens that a man will find a particular woman to be attractive, and she does not want to have anything to do with this man.  For thousands of years, there have been laws and punishments for men who physically assault a woman who did not want anything to do with them.  Society has always had to deal with men trying to physically take women, who did not want to be physically taken, and there were laws and punishments for this.

However, it still happens that a man will find a particular woman to be attractive, and she does not want to have anything to do with this man.  For thousands of years, men have had to try to persuade women that did not like them, to like them.  Every society, culture, and tribe on Earth has traditions and customs for men trying to persuade women who did not like them, to like them.  Offering them affection, devotion, heroic demonstrations, poetry, music, gifts, money, lands, livestock.

For thousands of years, men have been trying to negotiate with women who did not like them.  Sometimes, the negotiations of men with women have resulted in the women becoming bored, tired, frustrated, exhausted, insulted, angry, and outraged.  Sometimes the women end up liking the men, or liking what it is that they are offering.

The wisdom of all the peoples and cultures on Earth, has been that it is completely natural for men to try to win the affection of women, even women that don’t like them, though in some cultures with class distinctions it is sometimes discouraged.  Likewise, all the peoples and cultures on Earth, see that it is completely natural for women to try to be attractive to men, though in some cultures that are restrictive to women, this is sometimes discouraged.

At Fox News, you have young attractive women who are reporters or journalists who want to be on television.  The young attractive women reporters and journalists know that if they are pretty, intelligent, articulate, funny, energetic, entertaining , quick witted, and hard working, they have a chance to be on television, maybe a co-host, and maybe even the host of their own show.  All these women are competitive, they have to rise above or distinguish themselves from the many other women who also want to be on television.

In order to get noticed, these attractive women will do everything they can to have a beautiful and lovely appearance.  In order to get noticed and get helped, these women will also try to be funny, entertaining, pleasant, positive, and energetic at work.  When they do get noticed, and get helped, they are delighted, this is what they wanted.

A male producer, manager, executive, or show host may believe that a particular woman reporter is beautiful, intelligent, funny, entertaining, and energetic.  He may believe that she should be promoted to co-host, and work on convincing others and taking steps to make this happen.  The woman reporter is delighted that she is being helped, and that she may get to be a co-host.

It may happen that a male who is helping a female reporter to advance, likes her in a romantic way.  If he finds her to be beautiful, intelligent, funny, entertaining, and energetic, it shouldn’t be surprising that he likes her in a romantic way.

To step back and look at an overview of the situation:  An attractive woman has done everything she can to have a beautiful and lovely appearance, to distinguish herself and get noticed more than the other women, so that she can get help and advance in her career.  She has achieved what she sought to do, she has gotten the attention of men who like her, believe in her, want to help her advance, and they begin trying to promote her.

What happens when she got the attention of these men, made them like her, believe in her, want to help her, and they have a romantic interest in her?  If she doesn’t like them and doesn’t want to have anything to do with them romantically, she may have to listen to their unwanted proposals.  I believe that the journalists Diane Sawyer, Kimberly Guilfoyle, and Martha MacCallum have had to listen to many unwanted proposals.  Even though Diane Sawyer, Kimberly Guifoyle, and Martha MacCallum have been bored, frustrated, tired, disgusted, angry, and outraged at proposals from men, they managed.

There are at least two main reasons why they managed.  They wanted to be a journalist, their career was important to them, and they weren’t going to let a man interfere with their career, so the best way to handle an unwanted proposition was to politely refuse, strongly refuse, walk away, be unavailable, or warn the man to stay away, depending on what was warranted in the situation.  A second reason, I hope, is that these women realized that they had gotten the attention of these men by their own actions and their own intentions, that they were partly responsible for their romantic interest, and that they would have to fix these situations themselves.

What has happened at Fox News regarding the sexual harassment lawsuit of Gretchen Carlson, and the recent sexual harassment lawsuit of Julie Roginsky, both of these women claim that they used to go to chairman Roger Ailes’ office and listen to him say inappropriate and sexually suggestive things that they did not like hearing.  This went on for years they claim.  It appears, from their own admissions, that they tolerated this when their careers were going in the direction that they wanted.  And it appears that they initiated their sexual harassment lawsuits when their careers at Fox News were coming to an end against their wishes, due to low ratings and low favorability.

Roger Ailes was much older than Gretchen Carlson and Julie Roginsky.  Roger Ailes was out of shape, and overweight.  He was not very physically attractive.  If he was making inappropriate sexually suggestive comments, this was probably his way of seeing if Gretchen Carlson or Julie Roginsky would make any receptive comment to his remarks.  Even though it is not liked most of the time, old men do make sexually suggestive comments to women to see if they are receptive, because sometimes they are.  Yes, sometimes they are.

Even though many women don’t want to hear sexually suggestive comments, especially from old men, some women do, and this gives them the opportunity to express their interest.  Though this can be portrayed as disgusting and offensive, this is how some people find relationships.  Just like I explained that the journalists Diane Sawyer, Kimberly Guilfoyle, and Martha MacCallum have probably had to turn down the propositions of many men, in whatever way was warranted and appropriate, Gretchen Carlson and Julie Roginsky should have told Roger Ailes years ago, after the first or second sexually suggestive comment, “Please don’t make any suggestive comments, I don’t like that, please don’t do that.”  I speculate that Gretchen Carlson and Julie Roginsky didn’t object to Roger Ailes’ comments at the time, because they didn’t want to make him lose interest in them, and to continue to have some allure to him.

And as for Bill O’Reilly, I think that Bill O’Reilly verbally expresses his interest in women associates, and they run with it like a check to the bank.

Bill O’Reilly is blunt and to the point.  He works a lot, and he is older.  The women that he meets, and gets to know, are women that he works with.  After he notices a work associate, and he begins to like them, he expresses an interest in them, in a direct way.  It is not subtle, subtle, subtleness, day after day, he is to the point.  If it were a man with no importance, no good job, and not very much money, and he did the same thing as Bill O’Reilly, women would not think much about it, other than to accept or reject the romantic interest.  But because it’s Bill O’Reilly, it’s like winning the lottery.  Why let O’Reilly take you out to dinner, or take you on a trip, when you can get $5 million?

St. Alexius Hospital, Dickinson, North Dakota

Up until approximately 2016, the hospital in Dickinson, North Dakota, had been called the St. Joseph’s Hospital.  Then, its name changed to the St. Alexius Hospital.  What was this all about?  What happened to St. Joseph?

When I looked up St. Joseph on the internet, this was Joseph, the husband of Mary, Mary who was the mother of Jesus.  This is about as prestigious as you can get, as far as being a saint.  But there were also about ten other St. Josephs:  St. Joseph of Arimathea, St. Joseph Marello, St. Joseph of Leonessa, St. Joseph of Cupertino…

I don’t know which St. Joseph the St. Joseph’s Hospital was named after.  I don’t know if I could ever find a definitive and correct answer on this.  I will let you know if I do.

Who is St. Alexius?  And why did they change the name of the hospital to the St. Alexius Hospital?  I looked up St. Alexius on the internet.  St. Alexius was the son of a wealthy Roman senator.  As a young adult, St. Alexius fled from his wealthy family in order to live anonymously in poverty.  Eventually, according to Wikipedia, “…he returned to Rome, so changed that his parents did not recognize him, but as good Christians took him in and sheltered him for seventeen years, which he spent in a dark cubbyhole beneath the stairs, praying and teaching catechism to children.

When I read that St. Alexius returned to his parents’ home and lived for seventeen years in a dark cubbyhole beneath the stairs, praying and teaching catechism to children, then I knew that St. Alexius Hospital was the right name for this hospital in Dickinson, North Dakota.  It all made sense then.

Hardly Any Civility, In Primitive Dickinson, North Dakota

About one month ago, I was ready to leave Dickinson.  The economy is not doing very well in Dickinson, work at my current job is slow, there are very few job openings, and there are very few good jobs.  The owner of the house where I live in Dickinson was behaving like he needed to have an involuntary medical and mental evaluation.  It appeared that it was time for me to go.

It was going to take me about three trips to drive my trucks, trailers, equipment, and personal belongings back to Idaho.  I moved one truck, and about half of my equipment back to Idaho in early March.  While I was back in Idaho, though the people were surprisingly friendly in comparison to North Dakota, and I wanted to stay, I realized that I could not stay.  Job openings and good jobs are still scarce in Idaho, and the wages are low.  I don’t really understand how everyone that I dealt with during my trip back to Idaho was so pleasant, helpful, and cordial, when they make barely enough or less than enough to get by.  The convenience store cashiers, fast food workers, restaurant workers, hotel clerks, hardware store employees, and the employees of other businesses were all friendly and helpful.  (This is civility, even though these people were just barely getting by financially, or making less than enough to get by, they were still pleasant, friendly, helpful, and cordial.)

Idaho was a little better and nicer than how I remembered it, so settled down and pleasant.  I began to think, and I became more and more convinced, that the hoodlums, dirt bags, drug addicts, and white trash must have mostly left Idaho and moved to North Dakota for the oil boom, and stayed there.

I did some work on my house in Idaho for a few days.  I knew that I had to drive back to Dickinson, North Dakota to either get more trucks, trailers, and equipment to bring back to Idaho, or stay in Dickinson and find another job.  My neighbors to the north of me in Idaho, they had left their home in Idaho in 2011 to go to work in Texas, because the wages were so low in Idaho.  They were still gone, leaving their home sitting there vacant, like I had been doing since 2011 also.

When I arrived back in Dickinson, North Dakota after being gone for about a week, the owner of the house where I live in Dickinson was on his best behavior.  Once it got to be about 9:00 p.m., he went to his bedroom and stayed there for the rest of the night, instead of yelling, screaming, and talking to himself in the living room all night.  I had worked with developmentally disabled people, mentally disabled people, and terminally ill people for about three years in the past.  These people can have hallucinations and delerium all night, for all kinds of reasons, and then be O.K. during daylight hours.  I don’t know many people that could have put up with this yelling, screaming, and talking to no one all night, for very long.  When it became too much for me, I tried to find someone that would let me park my two extra trucks and two equipment trailers on their farm property in Dickinson, so that I could move into an apartment. But not even people with 300 acres or 3,000 acres would let me park two trucks and two trailers on their property in Dickinson.  (This is a lack of civility.  In Idaho, people with a 1/4 acre lot would have tried to find a place for me to park one of my trucks and one of my trailers.)

After I was back in Dickinson for two weeks, a man called me to ask me if I could do some work for him.  I said to him that I had taken about half of my equipment back to Idaho, but I would look at what he had, and see what I could do.  I had been thinking to myself that I did not want to do any more self employment contracting work in Dickinson, North Dakota because I believed that the money was gone from here.  Though most of my customers in Dickinson had been nice to me, overall, I have a terrible opinion of the people in Dickinson because of so many bad experiences with the people here, and I did not want to do any more contracting work in Dickinson.  This is one reason why the first thing that I took back to my home in Idaho was my equipment, I did not want to do any work for the people in Dickinson any more.

I looked at what work the man needed done.  Though I wouldn’t have to spend all day at his house, the job would take up a whole day for me due to the amount of equipment that I would need to load, bring, unload, re-load, take home, and unload.  A lot of trouble, a lot of responsibility, a lot of liability, for not much money.  I did not want to do this job, but I gave him a price that would pay for my labor, with no profit.  I knew from the first time that I worked for him, that he was tight.

As we stood there beside his nice home, and his brand new car, I handed him my estimate.  He did not like my estimate, it was too high.  Keep in mind, as I have just explained, I did not want this job, it was too much trouble, responsibility, and liability for just a small amount of money, that was just for my labor, with no profit.  When you do contracting work, when you don’t wan to do a job, you double your estimate so that you don’t have to do the job, but I didn’t want to be rude or be an asshole.  (This is civility, trying to help and be polite to a customer, even though the job pays very little and you don’t want the job.)

When you do contracting work, you are never supposed to break down your work estimate into all the details, because it is not good business practice to show and explain all of your costs and expenses.  Explaining the details would allow someone else to start the same business, it leads to someone trying to do the work themselves when all of the details are explained, and it leads to the customer questioning and debating costs, including what you pay yourself for labor.  In this case, because I knew that this customer was so tight, I wrote out what all the costs were. I gave this customer the previous receipts so he could verify these costs, possibly try to do the work himself, or possibly try to get someone else to do the work.  As he could see, what was left over for labor was not very much.  He said that he had to think about this and get back to me, which meant he had to call some other people to get estimates.

What I did not tell this customer, was that in order to do this job, I was going to have to go buy $300 to $800 worth of equipment to replace the equipment that I had just taken back to Idaho.  The cost of this equipment was more than I would make on this job.  I would have to use this equipment on many more jobs in order to pay for it and actually make money with this new equipment, which would be speculating and taking a chance that I would have more contracting work in Dickinson.

Not wanting this contracting job, and not wanting to go buy equipment to replace the equipment that I had just taken back to Idaho, I went to a local equipment dealer in Dickinson where I had bought this same equipment for $800 last year.  The dealer had one piece of equipment that I needed the most, in stock for $350.  The second $450 piece of equipment was less critical for this job and he had several of these.  I explained to the equipment dealer that I had taken half of my equipment back to Idaho, that is why I needed to buy this same equipment again from him.  I said that I was waiting on the go ahead from the customer.  I asked the equipment dealer if he was likely to sell this piece of equipment in the next week, and he said no.  I asked him if he did sell it, how long would it take him to re-order it and get one here, he said three days.

I had been to this equipment dealer in Dickinson about five or six times in the past three years concerning equipment repair and replacement.  He had always been kind of rude to me. I thought that his attitude would change and be more positive after I began buying equipment from him, which I did on three occasions  Just in case the piece of equipment that I needed got sold, I went to other equipment dealers in Dickinson to see what else I could get that might work, though it wouldn’t be exactly what I wanted.

After about a week had passed since I gave the customer my estimate, which he thought was too high, he called me to tell me to go ahead and do the work.  I thought that he had had enough time to get other work estimates, which I believe he did, and mine was probably the lowest.  I had to arrange for a time when the homeowner would be home for me to do the work.

I went to the equipment dealer in Dickinson to buy the piece of equipment that I had looked at, and it was gone.  It had been sold.  I was frustrated because I had agreed to do this job, which I did not want, which would pay very little, and I had to buy new equipment, which I already had in Idaho, and this equipment cost more than I would make on this job, and now this equipment was not even available.  I was not rude, but I was upset, and I asked the equipment dealer how long would it take to order this equipment and get it to Dickinson.  The equipment dealer was rude, shitty, and hostile acting to me, so I told him I was sorry he no longer had the equipment, and I left.  (This is the primitive lack of civility in Dickinson.  I was there to buy equipment that the dealer had in stock, but he had sold it, so I wanted to order it.  This is completely backwards that a business owner would become rude, shitty, and hostile when you are trying to buy expensive equipment from him.)

I went to a few other businesses in Dickinson to see what I could get.  One equipment dealer in Dickinson had something that I could make work, but it was not what I wanted.  I bought two pieces of equipment, and took them back to the house where I live in Dickinson to start working on them.  I was working on these two pieces of equipment in the side yard, when I saw and heard a new Ford F250 diesel extended cab 4×4 try to drive as fast as they possibly could go, down the residential street in front of the house.

The speed limit in this neighborhood is 25 mph.  There are infants that were just born whose mothers push them down the street in strollers, toddlers that are just learning to walk that walk down to the end of their driveways, children that are just learning to ride their bicycles that ride in the street, high school kids that are just learning to drive, and elderly people in their 80s that slowly back out of their driveways that can’t see and can’t hear like they used to.  This was just the icing on the cake in Dickinson, some worthless, ignorant, uneducated, white trash, piece of shit oil field worker that has to drive his 7,000 lb truck up to 60 mph so that there is no way he could possibly stop in time to keep from hitting someone’s toddler, young child, high schooler, or elderly grandparents.  There is no civility here, the people are so ignorant and primitive.

Save The Jaguar XJ6 And Make Them Run

I now want to tell everyone how to make the Jaguar XJ6 manufactured from the early 1970s through the early 1980s start and run.  I had previously not wanted to tell very many people, so that the price of these cars would continue to stay very low, and I would be able to buy many more of them, hoard them for myself, and save them.  I now recognize that I won’t have the opportunity to do this, so I had better start telling everyone the easy fixes for these cars to get them to start and run, so that they all don’t end up getting destroyed.

The Jaguar XJ6 that was manufactured from the early 1970s through the early 1980s was one of the most frustrating automobiles ever made.  It was a luxury British automobile that was imported to the United States, and it had a high price new at the dealer.  Very wealthy people bought these cars because they were beautiful and elegant in their body styling, paint, trim, interior, and ride.  The interior was mostly leather with wood trim.  The seats were leather, the doors had leather trim, the dash board was fine wood veneer.  The gauges were high quality and craftsmanship Smiths gauges.

Wealthy people bought the Jaguar XJ6, knowing that these cars had a reputation for breaking down frequently.  You had to be wealthy to buy one new, not just because of the initial purchase price, but also because of the constant costly repairs.  After several years of ownership, the wealthy people would sell their Jaguar at a greatly depreciated price.  This was partly because they were ready to get a new car, and partly because they were tired of the unreliability of the Jaguar and having to get it worked on frequently.

The second owner of these Jaguars that the wealthy people sold after several years of ownership, would typically be lawyers and business people that were not as wealthy.  The second owners of these Jaguars, typically had more repair costs than the original owners, and they were much less able to afford these frequent repairs.  These Jaguars quickly went to their third, fourth, and fifth owners, often being sold at very depreciated prices out of desperation.

This is a typical story:  In the small town in Florida where I was from, my mother, father, and sister had seen advertisements for Jaguars in magazines like Architectural Digest, Vogue, and Cosmopolitan.  In driving to Daytona, Orlando, Jacksonville, or Miami, you would see Jaguars.  My mother, father, and sister wanted one.  There were a just a few Jaguars in the town where I was from, and there was one person who worked on them, Donnie Taylor.

My father was somewhat aware of the unreliability of Jaguars, and he talked to other Jaguar owners who verified their unreliability.  The local mechanic Donnie Taylor, had done several engine swaps, where he replaced the Jaguar engine with either a Chevrolet Monte Carlo engine, or a Corvette engine.  My father told the mechanic Donnie Taylor, to look for a good used Jaguar XJ6 for sale, to go and perform an inspection, and to bring it back if it was a good car.  When the engine became a problem, he could do the engine swap.

Donnie Taylor drove to Miami and brought back a 1978 Jaguar XJ6L.  The car was white, with a red leather interior.  This was 1982, I was about thirteen years old.  This car seemed strange to me, because of the red leather interior, and it was so low to the ground.  I looked through the paper work in the glove compartment, the initial purchase price was $19,000 in 1978.  I believe that Donnie Taylor got this car for $6,500 to $8,000, which is tremendous depreciation in four years.

My father loved driving this car.  It was a beautiful car.  It was very fast.  Not the same kind of fast like my father’s Plymouth Road Runners, but a quiet and smooth fast.  At first everything worked on this car, including the air conditioner.  After having the car about a year and a half, the car had been a little trouble.  When the air conditioner quit working, and Donnie Taylor could not fix the air conditioning, and some other things that were wrong with the car, my father was disgusted at the car and at the mechanic Donnie Taylor.  He parked the car in the yard, no longer caring what happened to it, like many Jaguar owners.

As I turned sixteen, I wanted to get a car.  I wanted an Audi 5000, a Toyota Supra, a Jeep CJ7, but aside from the money, my parents pictured me crashing each one of these cars.  The Jaguar had been sitting in the yard for about a year, and one day I took the keys to the Jaguar XJ6L, and I started driving it.  I thought that I was going to get yelled at and stopped, but I didn’t.  Now that I think about it, my father might have thought that this would be a good solution for this car, for me to crash it.

I was the only person in my high school with a Jaguar, and only one of about four people in the town with a Jaguar.  This was not really a good idea.  I was too young and immature for this car, I didn’t crash it, but almost.  I went all through this car trying to see and figure out what was wrong with it.  I won’t go through everything now that went wrong with this car.  Because I really liked this car, my father spent more money on getting it repaired, with a British mechanic in Daytona.  After about a year and a half, this car was too upsetting to me, so much was wrong with it.  My father and I traded it in for a newer, nice, clean four door Volkswagen Rabbit, with everything working on it.  This was a very good and appropriate car for a high school kid.

I learned a lot about the 1978 Jaguar XJ6L from having it in my family from about 1982 to 1987.  I haven’t described everything that went wrong with it, how frustrating and upsetting the car was, but it was.  I could not believe it when my father bought a 1983 XJ6L Vanden Plas in about 1992.  I was about 23 years old, and a mechanical engineering student at the University of Florida.  I asked my father, what was he thinking, didn’t he remember everything that went wrong with that 1978 XJ6L, didn’t he remember just parking it in the yard for about a year because he got tired of the repairs and no one could fix it.

When I came home, I drove the 1983 XJ6L about fifteen miles to the beach and back.  I was worried the whole time that it was going to break down.  When I got about five hundred feet from the house, it quit running, and I had to push it the rest of the way home.  This car broke down a couple more times like this when my father was driving it, only in a more embarrassing way.  No one in the area was capable of fixing it.  After a couple of years of sitting in the yard, my father gave the car away for free.

When I was in my mid thirties, I began buying older vehicles.  I had a couple of newer vehicles that were my daily drivers and were reliable.  The other vehicles that I was buying were just hobby cars that I would work on myself, and there was no hurry in fixing them either.  I had a 1967 Porsche 911S that was currently running very well and needed just a little work, and I had a 1976 Jeep CJ5 that was currently running very well and needed just a little work.  I saw an advertisement for a 1978 Jaguar XJ6L for sale, the same car that I had in high school, that I had had so many problems with, and I had to have it.  I was going to outsmart this car this time.  I had a degree in mechanical engineering, and I could figure out anything mechanical now.

Enough of the background and story, getting to the point, from owning the first 1978 Jaguar XJ6L for five years, the second 1978 Jaguar XJ6L for twelve years, and from the 1983 Jaguar XJ6L that my father owned, I have learned why these cars don’t run, what is wrong with them, how to easily and inexpensively fix them, make them start, and make them run.

What I have learned, is that the engine and transmission are not bad, they are not bad at all, they are actually very good and well made.  The biggest problem with these cars is the electrical system, and just certain parts of the electrical system.  The second biggest problem with these cars is the fuel system, and just certain parts of the fuel system.

The mechanics that wanted to replace the engines in these cars with Chevrolet engines, were just wanting to replace an engine, electrical system, and fuel system that they did not understand, with one that was more simple that they did understand.  There was nothing wrong with these engines, they were good well made engines.

There are many Jaguar XJ6 cars from the 1970s and early 1980s that have very low miles on them, less than or near 100,000 miles, because they were not running for most of their lives.  The engines on these cars are probably in good condition.  It was the electrical system and fuel system that kept them from running, not the engine itself.

Most of the electrical components on Jaguars from the 1970s and 1980s were supplied by the British manufacturer Lucas.  Lucas electrical components in the 1970s and 1980s had a reputation for being unreliable.  After going through the wiring many times in my Jaguar, the wiring itself does not always appear to be pure clean copper, but copper mixed with some other metal that makes it a little bit more susceptible to corrosion, and a little more brittle.  Even though when you start getting into this wiring and examining it, and it is a little corroded here and there, this wiring will still do its job, don’t get freaked out by the wiring.  It is the connectors that you need to concern yourself with.  There are two main fault locations for the connectors that I will explain below.

The wiring itself, you only need to look and check the outer casing to make sure that it is not worn through or chewed through by mice, and shorting out.  The wire connectors are the big problem.  Take some time to just look at the wiring to see where it is all going. Don’t worry about the wiring to the headlights, turn signals, and horn for now.  One of the main fault locations that will keep a Jaguar from starting, is the wire connections at the starter relay, the male to female plugs aren’t mated tightly, and they are slightly corroded.  Just below the rear edge of the hood, at the top of the firewall, there is a small starter relay box attached to the firewall.  With the battery cables disconnected, and with making a written sketch of what color coded wire goes where on the starter relay, take off the starter relay and look at the condition of each of the plugs, and spray them with WD40 to get rid of any moisture and corrosion.  Look at the condition of each of the wire connectors that plugged into the starter relay, take some needle nose pliers and gently squeeze the female ends a little tighter to ensure that there is a tight mating.  Spray a little WD40 on both the male and female connectors to get rid of any moisture and corrosion.  Install the starter relay back where it was, and make sure that each of the wires plugs in tightly, where they are supposed to go, not some other way.

This starter relay is mounted at the top of the firewall to keep water from splashing up into it.  Water does splash up into it.  Though water splashing up into this starter relay doesn’t usually kill your engine when you are driving, it will make your Jaguar not start even hours later.  When your Jaguar has not been driven after some wet rainy days, or snowy days, it may not start.  Taking WD40 and spraying this starter relay thoroughly has made my Jaguar start on wet days and snowy days.  On these days, I go ahead and spray the distributor cap, spark plug caps, and starter relay with WD40 when the Jaguar does not want to start, and this works.

The second wiring connector that is responsible for the older Jaguar XJ6 not starting, or stop running, is the “inertia fuel cut off switch”.  On the passenger side, on the right side of the footwell, just below the glove box, is a small cover that encloses the inertia fuel cut off switch.  Remove the cover.  You will see a steel ball about 3/8″ diameter, resting on top of a magnetic rusty cup, this is it.  This was designed so that if you hit a pole, or a car hits your car, the collision will jar the ball off the top of the magnetic cup and break the circuit, so that your electric fuel pump will turn off.  The problem is, most of these cups have become rusty and rusted away, and hitting a bump in the road will cause the circuit to break, turning off the electric fuel pump, and mysteriously your Jaguar quits running.  I believe that this inertia fuel cut off switch becoming corroded and rusted away has been the number one cause for Jaguars to not start, quit running, mechanics to replace the starter relay, and fuel pump, and the car to still have problems.  With the battery cables disconnected, remove the rusted and corroded inertia fuel cut off switch, and replace it with a jumper wire connection, until you can get a new inertia fuel cut off switch.  Warning, if you get into a car accident with the jumper wire in place, your fuel pump will continue to pump fuel unless you turn the ignition key off.

I recommend buying the Haynes repair manual for the Jaguar XJ6 in order to look at the wiring diagrams.  The wiring diagrams change through the years 1977, 1978, 1979 etc.  I found that the 1978 XJ6 wiring diagram did not exactly match the wiring in my 1978 XJ6, but it was mostly correct.  As I stated up above the starter relay wire connections, and the inertia fuel cut off switch being rusted away were the primary reasons that the Jaguar XJ6 engine would crank but not start.  Though it has not happened on my Jaguar XJ6, it did happen on my 1986 Mercedes, there is a gear shift lever position sensor that will not allow your vehicle engine to crank unless the gear shift lever is in “P” or “N”.  These gear shift lever position sensors can become wet, rusty, or corroded so that your vehicle engine will not crank.  When your vehicle engine will not turn over, and your battery is not suspected to be dead, try shifting to “N” to attempt to start, or moving your gear shift lever back and forth a few times back to “P” to start.

About half of the time, the reason why the Jaguar XJ6 will not start or quits running is because of the two main electrical problems that I described above.  The other cause of the XJ6 not starting or quits running is the fuel system.  Mostly, it is the fuel pump being killed by rust flakes from the two fuel tanks.  There are two approximately twelve gallon fuel tanks, one on each side of the rear of the car.  These tanks become rusty internally.  At the bottom of each tank, there is a screw out drain plug that is approximately 1/4″ in diameter.  The fitting that holds the 1/4″ diameter drain plug, will also screw out and this fitting is approximately 1-1/4″ diameter.

The fuel pump in my 1978 XJ6L quit working intermittently.  Part of the problem, I discovered, was the two main electrical faults that I described above that were killing electric power to the fuel pump.  But after I got continuous uninterrupted electrical power to the fuel pump, it quit working, the electric fuel pump was seized up.  Even though the previous owner claimed that he had removed both fuel tanks and had them cleaned, at least one of them was still very rusty inside.  I found this when I drained both the fuel tanks.  You don’t have to remove the fuel tanks, just drain them from the drain plugs, it is easy.  Use thread seal tape on the drain plugs when you put them back in so that they don’t drip.

I went and got the biggest fuel filter that I could find, it was slightly larger than a Coke can. You must, I repeat you must get a fuel filter for use with a fuel injection system.  The previous owner had installed a clear glass fuel filter not meant for a fuel injection system and both the ends of this fuel filter burst off, creating a very hazardous situation.  I got the biggest fuel filter that I could find in an auto parts store because I was aware that this fuel pump moves more than a gallon per minute through the fuel rail and back through the return lines, and that there was a lot of rust in this fuel.  The whole point of this large fuel filter, was to put it before the fuel pump.  The replacement fuel pump was in stock at the local small town auto parts store and it cost $200.  No point in ruining a new fuel pump, the fuel filter absolutely needs to be before the fuel pump.

This large fuel filter installed before the fuel pump, the new fuel pump, draining the rust out of both fuel tanks, removing the inertia fuel cut off switch and replacing it with a jumper, and addressing the starter relay connections to make sure they were tight and free from corrosion, made the Jaguar XJ6 start and run every time since then.  However, another very common Jaguar problem had to be fixed, involving the fuel system.

There are two fuel tanks, one on each side of the rear of the vehicle.  On the 1978 XJ6 there is one fuel pump in the bottom of the trunk, on earlier versions, there used to be two fuel pumps, one for each tank.  There is a switch on the dashboard, where you select which tank you want to pump from, the left tank, or the right tank.  If you select right tank, the left tank feed valve closes, the left tank return valve closes,  the right tank feed valve opens, the right tank return valve opens.  You essentially have four different fuel valves which have to electronically switch positions.  It was a common problems on Jaguars, that the wrong return valve would open or close, and the fuel pump would move fuel out of one tank and pump it back to the other tank which might be completely full and fuel would come gushing out of the fuel cap, a dangerous situation.

There were other common combinations of fuel valve failures on Jaguars, such as the fuel valves failing to allow you to change over from a completely empty tank to a full tank.  In order to eliminate once and for all the various combinations of fuel changeover valve failures, some of them very dangerous, the previous owner got some fuel hose, off the top of my head it was approximately 1/2″ diameter fuel hose that fit perfectly on the fuel tank nipples, and he connected both tanks together, with a “T” fitting in the middle.  The fuel pump was fed by one end of the “T”.  Once he connected both tanks together with this fuel hose, you could go to a gas pump, fill one tank, and the fuel would cross over to the other tank, filling them both at the same time.  When the fuel pump was pumping, it was pumping from both tanks at the same time.  The fuel pump changeover valve that allowed you to select left tank or right tank, was thrown in the garbage.  The fuel pump now always pumps from both tanks at the same time.

Where does the return fuel go, to the left tank or the right tank?  I didn’t know, and it didn’t matter because both tanks were now connected together.  I started to consider, what if both of the fuel return valves closed, not allowing fuel to return to either tank?  So I removed one of the rear wheels to allow access to the fuel return valve for that tank, and I removed the valve and replaced it with straight hose.  Now, with both tanks connected, with no fuel changeover valve at the fuel pump, the fuel pump pulls fuel from both tanks at the same time, and now with one of the fuel return valves removed, the fuel can always return to one tank, and in essence both tanks because they are connected, there is no longer any where for the fuel system to get shut off by faulty valve operation, like many Jaguars used to have.

After all of the work above was completed, I could drive the car without any problems.  There were no engine problems, no transmission problems, no power steering problems, no alternator problems, no starter problems, no water pump problems, no lights not working, no windows not working, no gauges not working, no brake problems.  No leaking of any fluids.  The only thing that didn’t work was the air conditioning.

Everything worked fine, and the car was thirty years old when I did the work.

Again, something I need to point out, if a Jaguar XJ6 was brought to a mechanic with a fuel system problem, it would have been very difficult for the mechanic to diagnose what was going on.  Was it a starter relay problem that was killing the fuel pump, was it a bad inertia fuel cut off switch that was killing the fuel pump, was the fuel pump bad, was the fuel bad, was there debris in the fuel, was the fuel changeover valve making the fuel pump pull from an empty tank, was neither fuel return valve opening preventing fuel from flowing, was the correct fuel return value not opening causing fuel to go back to a full fuel tank and preventing fuel from flowing?  With the difficulty in determining what was going on, which might not happen every time, replacing the fuel pump might not solve the problem, and the car owner would be irate when the car broke down again after just coming from the mechanic.  This is why these cars got sold off by the original owner after several years, the subsequent owners could not afford the repairs, these cars became parked in people’s yards, and the value of these cards depreciated greatly.

The XJ6 was an attractive good looking car to begin with, and it still is.  They are good, solid, well built cars, with good engines and good transmissions, they just need the electrical and fuel system corrections that I described above.

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The Ballsiest High School Girl I Ever Saw In Dickinson, North Dakota

One of the few things that I like to do in Dickinson, North Dakota is go to the West River Community Center and walk the indoor track.  Five laps around the track equals one mile.  I like to walk more than I like to jog or run, because I like to think.  Sometimes, I walk as many as forty laps.

Most of the other indoor track users only go for four or five laps, losers.  I walk so many laps, it can take me a couple of hours.  Over the past couple of years, I have gotten to see all of the track users.  By far the best runner of all, is this young blonde girl.  She is about 5′-2″, weighs about 100 lbs, is between 16 years to 20 years old, she sometimes wears glasses, and she puts her moderately long blond hair in a pony tail.

Unlike all the other runners, this young blonde girl will run for twenty laps.  Unlike all the other runners, she doesn’t slow down, she runs the same speed, which is pretty fast, the whole time.  She doesn’t stomp, waddle, limp, breathe hard, or show any kind of weakness.

For a while, I don’t think that she liked me, because I was walking, not running.  But she seemed to dislike me less when she realized that I was walking eight miles.  After she quit disliking me, she seemed to be relieved when I was there, because I didn’t bother her, I was older, and no one could do anything to her when I was there.  Some young high school boys did try to bother her one time.  She was very pretty, and not very big.

One evening not long ago, I walked the track at the West River Community Center, and when I got done at about 8:00 p.m., I went to a bar where I know the employees and the customers.  I was thinking to myself, this isn’t normal to go exercise for a couple of hours and then go to a dark, dive bar.  As I was sitting there thinking this, in walks this little blonde 5′-2″, 100 lb girl, with the pony tail, that is the best runner that I have just been describing, Holy Shit!

The bartender girl that I know, who jogs about four or five laps at the West River Community Center, walks over to the 5′-2″, 100 lb girl, and says, “I recognize you from the track, but you look so young, I have to ask you for your ID.”  The young girl says, “Yes, I know, I’m actually a medical doctor.”  She ordered her drink, and then she went and sat at the black jack table and played black jack.

I thought to myself, “Man, that is the ballsiest high school girl that I have ever seen!  Not only coming into a bar and ordering a drink, but telling the bartender she was medical doctor, and then going and playing black jack, on a school night even!”

Locum Tenens, Sugit Loco Isto, Dickinson, North Dakota

Dickinson, North Dakota goes through a lot of doctors and nurses.  As I explained in a recent previous blog post, I see brochures, pamphlets, newspaper advertisements, and press releases about a new medical professional arriving at an office, clinic, or facility in Dickinson, and then within a couple of months, they are out of here.

It really does not look good on a medical professional’s resume, to accept a position, and then leave within just a few months.  It looks like something went wrong, like there might possibly be something wrong with this medical professional.  It makes a prospective employer wonder what went wrong, what happened, and is this person likely to do this again?

A medical professional sure had better have a good reason for taking off so quickly.  They do, “It was Dickinson, North Dakota.”

As I explained in a recent previous blog post, a medical professional could spend half of their income on a place to live in Dickinson, and they would still be living amongst dirty uneducated oil field workers, and having to listen to and smell their dirty diesel truck loudly idling right outside their windows.  In addition to this, the local facility administrators and the local nurses are ignorant, locally educated, primitive, backwards, mean, hostile, unfriendly, not cooperative, not helpful, and hateful.  This is why Dickinson goes through so many doctors and nurses.

In order to fill the medical staff shortages, many facilities in Dickinson hire doctors and nurses through temporary agencies.  These medical professionals are referred to as “locums”.  I asked a doctor if they were referred to as a “locum”, and they said yes, actually, more formally they were referred to as a “locum tenens”.

I had at least three years of French, which is based on Latin, and one year of Latin, and it was annoying and puzzling to me that the temporary medical professionals were referred to as “locums” or “locum tenens”, because these words have nothing to do with medicine, and I wondered what the hell they were talking about.  The literal translation of “locum tenens” means “place holder”, I looked it up.

Back in a more civilized time in world history, temporary medical professionals were referred to as “locum tenens” or “place holder”, because they were merely filling in for a medical professional who was absent or on leave.  I was reading this, and I was thinking to myself about Dickinson, “Yeah, right, absent or on leave, Ha!”

I have got to find a better Latin name for the medical professionals who come to Dickinson, North Dakota to fill the staff shortages which are a result of the hostile hateful local administrators, nurses, and poor living conditions in Dickinson.  What is a Latin phrase for coming to work in a horrible place, or what is a Latin phrase for coming to work where the local co-workers and administrators keep driving people away?

Using an English to Latin translation, “working in a horrible place” translates to “opus horrendo loco”.  “Working with bad people” translates to “mala operatus est populus”.  “This place sucks” translates to “sugit loco isto”.

I think that advertisements for “locum tenens” in Dickinson, North Dakota should be supplemented with “sugit loco isto”, to be more accurate and not misleading.

What I Mean By Ignorance In Dickinson, North Dakota

In many of my blog posts, I write about ignorance, backwardness, lack of education, and hatred of educated people in Dickinson, North Dakota.  In this blog post, I will give some specific examples.  Some readers may ask, what is my point?, why even bother?  I try to write about what living in Dickinson, North Dakota is like.  It is difficult, tiring, frustrating, and miserable to try to communicate, converse, accomplish things, and complete work when local Dickinson people don’t understand, can’t understand, won’t understand, and refuse to understand proven facts, mathematics, mechanics, and engineering.

  • I was trying to explain tire sizes to a local Dickinson man.  I gave some examples, a typical 235/75 R15 tire, is a tire that is 235 milimeters wide across the face of its tread, the 75 is the aspect ratio, it is the ratio of the the height of the tire to the width of the tire, 0.75.  The R15 is the wheel size.  The Dickinson man could understand the wheel size, such as R15, R16 etc., but no matter how many times I explained, wrote out the mathematical formula, printed out the explanation and formula from a tire manufacturer, he kept insisting that a 235/75 R15 tire was narrower than a 235/75 R16 tire.  Finally, I made a fixed solid template that was exactly 235 mm wide and went to all the different 235/75 tires to show him the tire width is the same.  This Dickinson man was so stubborn, he absolutely refused to look at the fixed template being put on all the tires, and continued to insist that the tire width changes.  I handed him the template to see for himself, and he would not use it even though all the tires were twenty feet away.
  • I was trying to explain to a local Dickinson man, that some vehicles like Mercedes, BMW, Subaru, and Toyota have all time four wheel drive, or all time all wheel drive.  You can not allow a tow truck to pick up one end of these vehicles and tow it with the other two wheels on the ground, because it will break the linkage in the transfer case.  I read a service bulletin to him, and I handed him the printed out service bulletin, that explains if you tow a Jeep Grand Cherokee Quadratrack or a Toyota LandCruiser even ten feet with two wheels remaining on the ground, it breaks a chain linkage in the Jeep transfer case, and it breaks a viscous coupler in the Toyota transfer case.  The Dickinson resident refused to believe, and continued to deny, that there was any other possible transfer case connection other than gear to gear, and that Mercedes, BMW, Subaru, Toyota all time four wheel drive or all time all wheel drive was the same as Ford and Chevrolet four wheel drive trucks.
  • I was asking a local Dickinson man if his flat bed, double axle trailer had trailer brakes because he was talking about loading it with 12,000 lbs.  He said that he had disconnected and removed the trailer brakes.  I was talking to him about an electric brake controller, and that most full size trucks have an under dashboard plug to connect an electric brake controller.  The local Dickinson man said to me, “Electric brake controllers are only good in a few situations.”  I then knew that he had a serious misconception about electric brake controllers, thinking that you had to physically pull a lever every time to apply the trailer brakes.  I explained to him, that back in the 1990s my Ford F150 and my Dodge 1500 both had a plug for an electric brake controller under the dashboard.  I bought an electric brake controller for each truck.  When you put your foot on the brake pedal, the electric brake controller light comes on in intensity related to how hard you press the brake pedal, and it sends the brake signal to the trailer brakes, it is automatic, you don’t have to pull a hand lever.  The Dickinson man refused to believe me, he thinks that there is no such thing, even though electric brake controllers have been like this for at least the past thirty years.
  • I was asking this local Dickinson man why he wanted to load his trailer with 12,000 lbs.  He said, “With two 3,500 lb axles, you should be able to load a trailer with 12,000 lbs.”  Two 3,500 lb axles would give you a load limit of 7,000 lbs, minus the weight of the trailer, which I tried to explain to him, which he didn’t want to hear.
  • The longest time employee at an oil field service company in Dickinson had been driving the same bucket truck for ten years.  This employee got a shop jack, placed it under the truck, had to get a wood block spacer, and began jacking up the rear of the truck to remove the rear wheel to work on the leaf springs.  I did not want him working under the truck with it only supported by the shop jack, so I got some railroad tie blocks to put under the rear of the truck.  Then it occurred to me, there are rear hydraulic outrigger stabilizers that get lowered down about ten times each day that completely lift the rear end and rear wheels off the ground, why are we using a shop jack with a wood block spacer to lift the rear of the truck off the ground?  This employee has lifted the rear of this truck and rear wheels off the ground ten times each day, for the past ten years, with this truck’s own hydraulic outriggers, why didn’t this occur to him?

 

Above I gave some simple clear examples of being frustrated by people in Dickinson, North Dakota.  The frustration comes in part from the people not knowing, then more frustration comes when they don’t know that they don’t know, and the most frustration comes when you can’t convince them with documentation and proof.

Many things are harder to see, know, understand, and explain than the simple clear examples that I gave above.  The examples that I gave above dealt with physical mechanical things that you can see, name, point to, and touch.  Living and working in Dickinson, North Dakota involves inter-relation between economics, business, politics, religion, culture, values, and ethics.  Now that I think about it, what I have been doing in most of my other blog posts is expressing frustration and explaining the ignorance in economics, business, religion, culture, values, and ethics in Dickinson, North Dakota.

To answer your question real quick, what ignorance?:  Raising rent and housing prices 400% to 500%;  collusion in creating a housing shortage and high housing prices;  mistreatment of out of state workers;  Catholic Church teaching and fostering hatred, hostility, usury, lack of cooperation, and unfriendliness;  holding people down by keeping them uneducated and teaching them to hate education and educated people.

Nurses And Doctors Don’t Want To Work Or Live In Dickinson, North Dakota

Nurses and Doctors don’t want to work or live in Dickinson, North Dakota.  From the nurses and doctors that I have met in Dickinson, from them quickly leaving Dickinson after arriving here, from the many temporary agency nurses and doctors in Dickinson that are here to staff the medical facilities, from the temporary agency nurses and doctors that never come back, from the emergency medical flight crew members that refuse to come back to work in Dickinson, from the constantly recurring job advertisements for the same medical personnel for the same position at the same facility, I can see that nurses and doctors don’t want to work or live in Dickinson, North Dakota.

Everywhere in the United States, nurses and doctors are in demand.  They can pick where they want to go.  They asses what they will be paid versus the cost of living, what the medical facility is like, what the healthcare professionals are like, what their work environment will be, what is the character of the community, what can they do outside of work.  What is Dickinson, North Dakota like?

After spending many years in a difficult, demanding, and expensive course of study, nurses, respiratory therapists, occupational therapists, physical therapists, physicians assistants, and medical doctors all want to have, and expect to have a good quality of life.  One of the most important things to them is to have a nice, appealing, comfortable place to live.  These professionals when they are young and have large student loans to pay off, are willing and able to pay up to $2,000 per month for an apartment when they first relocate to a new town for work.  Normally, this would allow them to have an apartment on the ocean, a river, a lake, or mountain, that was quiet and peaceful.  However in Dickinson, any young medical professional could spend half their income on an apartment and they would be living amongst dirty oil field workers, their dirty filthy trucks, and instead of peace and quiet, they would be listening to diesel trucks idling loudly outside their window.

The young medical professionals wanted and expected to have a good quality of life, they looked forward to going out to nice clubs and restaurants after work, going to the beach, hiking in the mountains, snow skiing, and meeting and socializing with new friends.  In Dickinson, everywhere you go the town is full of uneducated and ignorant oil field workers and local people.  The oil field workers were often obnoxiously rude, and the local people were unfriendly, not helpful, hostile, and hateful.  There are no nice clubs and restaurants in Dickinson because they allow the oil field workers in, there is no nice beach, no mountains to hike or ski on.

Many of the young medical professionals that came to Dickinson, quickly left after arriving here.  You would see a pamphlet, brochure, or press release about a new medical services professional joining an office, clinic, or facility, and in a few months they would be gone.  There were no nice places for them to live, there were no nice places for them to go outside of work, there were no professional peers their own age to meet and socialize with, there were no exciting, fun, or interesting activities, things to do, or places to go.  They could have gone and used methamphetamine and crack with the oil field workers.

Though there are a few older dentists and doctors in Dickinson that behave like medical professionals, many of the nurses and health care administrators in Dickinson are ignorant, backward, primitive, malicious, hostile, hateful local people with local educations.  These local nurses and local health care administrators in Dickinson are like fiends and psychopaths from movies, or like the Germans in WWII.

For the older nurses and older doctors that work for temporary agencies that come to Dickinson to fill the staff shortages at medical facilities, it is these local Dickinson nurses and local healthcare administrators that make them not ever come back.  They have not ever seen people in professional positions behave in such an ignorant, backward, primitive, malicious, and hostile manner.  They quickly see why there is a shortage of medical professionals in Dickinson.  For the young medical professionals, they leave Dickinson within a few months because work is so bad, and the town is so bad, even though they know having such a short tenure on their resume looks very bad.

Very Few Job Openings Now In Dickinson, North Dakota

The Oil Boom was over in Dickinson, North Dakota by 2015.  About 80% of the out of state oil field workers left North Dakota in 2014 and 2015.  As I have already explained, and other reporters and researchers have explained, about 80% of the out of state oil field workers made up their minds soon after arriving in North Dakota, that they would never be able to live in North Dakota permanently due to the high cost of housing.  During the Oil Boom, an old one bedroom apartment rented for $1,500 per month, if you could even find one, and an old 3 bedroom/2 bathroom small house rented for $3,000 per month, if you could even find one.

As the out of state oil field workers began to leave North Dakota, the local land owners, the local business owners, property investors, property managers, real estate agents, and oil industry business people all kept telling everyone, “It will come back, everything will pick back up again.”  I hate being lied to.  And what I hate even more than being lied to, is someone trying to perpetuate a fraud and take advantage.  The Oil Boom is not coming back to North Dakota for another ten to twenty years, if at all.  The property owners, business owners, property investors, property managers, and real estate agents wanted to try to keep as many people here as possible, and try to get more people to move here, by lying to them.

I don’t want to see ordinary working people lose everything that they own, pawn everything that they own to pay for food and rent, and go bankrupt, because they relocated to Dickinson, North Dakota thinking that there were many high paying jobs here.  There are not many job openings in Dickinson, North Dakota at this time, and there are very few high paying jobs.

Back in 2011 to 2014, I would look at the North Dakota Job Services website to look at job listings in Dickinson, North Dakota.  At that time, there would be about twenty-five to forty-five new job listings each week.  At that time, there would typically be several new job openings each week for:  laborer, concrete worker, carpenter, electrician, plumber, equipment operator, roustabout, diesel mechanic, floor hand, utility locator, underground utility worker, truck driver, lease operator, survey crew worker, truck driver.

Now, in March of 2017, looking at the North Dakota Job Services website, there are less than twenty new job listings posted each week in Dickinson, North Dakota.  Of these less than twenty new job listings posted each week, about six or more of them are for nurses and doctors.  (Nurses and doctors don’t want to be in Dickinson for many different reasons.)  Of the fourteen or so other new job listings posted each week, about five of them are the recurring “nightmare jobs” from the “nightmare companies” in Dickinson.  To put it bluntly, the company owners and managers are so backwards, ignorant, and assinine, that someone quits these recurring “nightmare jobs” every week or two, and these jobs get re-posted.

Of the nine or so O.K. new job listings that are posted each week on the North Dakota Job Services website for Dickinson, North Dakota, an electrician job may pay O.K., a diesel mechanic job may still pay O.K., but there will not be many high paying jobs listed, or jobs where you work much overtime.

Please do not come to Dickinson, North Dakota unless you have a good job offer and have done some checking about the company you will be working for.  By checking about the company, I mean go and look on the internet to see how many times they have advertised this job and re-advertised this job repeatedly.  This indicates that people can not stand working for this company, and you won’t be able to either.  If the job that brought you to Dickinson doesn’t work out, there are very few other job openings at this time.

How To Fight Allergies In North Dakota

I never in my life had allergies.  Never until 2014 in Dickinson, North Dakota.  At first, I did not mind very much that my eyes became red.  A day later, I did not like it when my eyes began to water and my nose began to run.  Soon after this, I had difficulty seeing because my eyes became so swollen.

I did not know what to do, or how to treat this because I had never had allergies before.  The only thing that I knew to do was to take some Benadryl (Diphenhydramine) tablets.  The Benadryl (Diphenhydramine) probably stopped my nose from running, and it may have lessened the watering of my eyes, but it made my eyes extremely sensitive to light.  I had to wear special oversized sunglasses over top of regular sunglasses, and even then the sunlight hurt my eyes.  I looked up the side effects of Benadryl, and sometimes sensitivity to light was listed, but I doubt that most people had as much difficulty with light as I experienced.

My first allergic reaction in 2014 went away after about four days.  I just assumed my allergic reaction was caused by plant and tree pollen.  I had about two severe allergic reactions in 2014, three in 2015, and three in 2016.  Besides the severe allergic reactions being painful and embarrassing, I had great difficulty driving during the day because the sunlight was blinding to me, even wearing two pairs of sunglasses.  I was most of all worried that I might lose my job if anyone found out how much difficulty I was having with my eyesight.

I spent about eight to ten hours reading everything  I could to find out what was wrong with me, why my eyes were so affected, did anyone else experience this, what remedies and medications were there.  I learned a little bit more about allergens, immune reactions, and histamines, but not much more about remedies and medications.

In 2016 I tried Claritin (Loratadine), and it did not help very much.  In 2016 I tried Allegra (Fexofenadine) and it worked better than Benadryl, and it did not make my eyes as sensitive to light.  I had a very severe allergic reaction in early 2017, and I resorted to taking three Allegra (Fexofenadine) in a day, when you are only supposed to take one.  Taking more than one Allegra appeared to help me, but this might be the type of medication that can cause physical damage by taking more than directed.

Even taking more Allegra than prescribed did not completely make my allergy symptoms go away.  My eyes continued to be swollen and watery.  I was worried that I would lose my job if I had no way to stop my severe allergy attacks.

I saw a television advertisement for Flonase Sensimist, that claimed this medication blocked six types of allergens, whereas other allergy medications only block one allergen.  I went to a grocery store and bought a spray bottle of Flonase Sensimist for $15.  I read the medication instructions inside my truck, and then I inhaled two sprays of Flonase Sensimist into each nostril.  Within a matter of seconds I felt better.  Within a few minutes I felt much better.  I couldn’t believe it, my eyes no longer itched and watered.

I was very grateful that I had found a medication that worked immediately and completely.  I was in disbelief that this cure was so easy.  I felt a little foolish that I had not tried a nasal inhaler before, back in 2014, 2015, and 2016, but I didn’t know.  I had asked other people what they did for allergies, and I had read all about allergies, and there was no clear answer or solution.

I hope that anyone who has severe allergies in North Dakota will try Flonase Sensimist nasal spray and not have to go through what I went through.

More Signs Of A Slow Down In Dickinson, North Dakota

This past Saturday, March 18 2017, the front page of the Dickinson Press newspaper had two articles that further illustrate the slow down occurring in Dickinson, North Dakota.  One article was about the likelihood of the JC Penny department store closing in Dickinson.  The JC Penny corporation has recently listed this store as one that they will close.

Dickinson, North Dakota has one shopping mall, the Prairie Hills Mall.  The largest store in the Prairie Hills Mall, is probably this JC Penny department store that is now scheduled to be closed.  After this, the only clothing department store in Dickinson will be Herbergers, also in the Prairie Hills Mall.

The second article on the front page of the Saturday Dickinson Press newspaper was about the possibility of the Dickinson Theodore Roosevelt Airport losing its only remaining commercial airline service currently being provided by United Airlines.  After the oil boom ended in North Dakota by the end of 2014, Delta Airlines ceased operations at the Theodore Roosevelt Airport in Dickinson.  United Airlines expressed its intention to cease operations also, but the airport and the federal government prevented United Airlines from ceasing operations in Dickinson through some “Essential Air Services” legislation/regulation.

The federal government currently subsidizes United Airlines to fly into and out of Dickinson because there are only approximately 25 to 50 passengers each day at the Theodore Roosevelt Airport.  One of President Donald Trump’s proposed budget cuts, would eliminate federal funding for “Essential Air Service”, where federal money is given to airlines so that they continue to provide airline service to locations that are not busy enough to be profitable.

If the Theodore Roosevelt Airport in Dickinson loses its only commercial airline service, the commercial airport manager, the maintenance staff, the TSA officers, the ticket agents and airline staff, the rental car agents, and some Taxi drivers will lose their jobs.  The hotels in Dickinson will lose some business.  Everyone in Dickinson, Beach, Belfield, Killdeer, New England, Richardton, Taylor, and Gladstone will have to drive or take a Taxi one hundred miles to Bismarck to fly on an airline.

I am laughing at Dickinson.  The future of Dickinson looked so bright.  Halliburton and Baker Hughes each built approximately $50 million facilities in Dickinson in 2011.  Occidental built an approximately $10 million building just north of Halliburton and Baker Hughes.  Marathon Oil Company, Tesoro, and Conoco Philips each built large new office buildings in Dickinson.  The new $75 million St. Josephs Hospital was completed in Dickinson in 2014.  The $450 million Dakota Prairie Refinery was completed in Dickinson in 2015.  Now, Dickinson is so slow, it might not have any commercial airline service.

Yes, the oil boom came to an end in 2014.  But the reason why so many people decided to leave, was because nearly everyone who came to Dickinson made up their mind soon after arriving that they could never afford to live here permanently.  The price of housing was so extremely high, and it was for housing that people didn’t even want.  All of the people who moved to Dickinson and had to pay $2,000 or more per month in rent for an apartment, felt like if they were going to be paying this much money, shouldn’t they at least be paying it to buy a house that they will build equity in?

The landowners, property developers, and real estate agents in Dickinson were so greedy in trying to take nearly all of the money that the out of state workers made, that most of these people left Dickinson right away when the oil boom ended.  What could have been permanent long term growth for Dickinson if housing would have been more affordable, instead has resulted now in occupancy rates of 50% in the newly completed housing, and the Dickinson airport possibly shutting down.

The Difference Between The Oil Field In Texas And North Dakota

In May of 2011 I came to Dickinson, North Dakota to work in the oil field, and I stayed for about eight months.  In April of 2012, I went to work in the oil field in Texas, and I was in Texas for about ten months.

I have written about two hundred blog posts describing what living in Dickinson, North Dakota was like during the oil boom: extremely high housing prices, housing prices increasing by 400% to 500%, people living in their cars, extremely cold weather in the winter, police trying to stop everyone, shortage of women, lack of attractive women, lack of anything to do, local people being hostile, unfriendly, not cooperative, unhelpful, hateful, mean, and mistreating educated people in every way possible.

In Texas there was not really a shortage of housing.  Near the oil fields, they made trailer parks where they needed trailer parks.  In the oil field where I worked, the housing prices were increased by 100% to 150%.  Near the oil field, I lived in a three bedroom, one bathroom new manufactured home in a very nice RV park that rented for $1,800 per month, (In Dickinson, North Dakota this same manufactured home would have had rent of $3,000 per month.)  In the large cities that were involved in the oil industry like Dallas and Houston, housing was very affordable.  I lived in a three bedroom, two bathroom, two car garage house, with a big yard, in a nice neighborhood outside of Dallas, and the house rent was $1,000 per month, (In Dickinson, North Dakota this same house would have had rent of $3,500 per month.)

There was a shortage of women in the oil field areas of Texas, however the women that were there did like oil field worker men very much, unlike Dickinson, North Dakota.  Also, all the oil field workers that I knew in Texas would sometimes go away for the weekend to San Antonio, Austin, Corpus Christi, or Mexico where they would have a good time, and the women all liked the oil field worker men very much, unlike North Dakota.  In Texas, most people valued education, and I was treated with much more respect in the oil field and everywhere else in Texas when they knew I was an engineer, unlike North Dakota.

North Dakota got down to -20 degrees Fahrenheit in Winter.  Texas got up to 120 degrees Fahrenheit in Summer.  The police tried to follow, sneak up on, and stop all the oil field workers in North Dakota.  The police did the same thing in Texas.  I would much rather go to jail or prison in North Dakota, than in Texas.

It was harder to get an oil field job in Texas, because there are over 25 million people in Texas, and many people want to work in the oil field in Texas.  It was much easier to get an oil field job in North Dakota, because there are less than 1 million people in North Dakota, and there was a shortage of oil field workers.  This I believe, is the reason why you often see Texas license plates on vehicles in North Dakota, it had been much much easier to get an oil field job in North Dakota than in Texas.

I would rather live in North Dakota than in Texas, because I don’t like large cities like Dallas, Fort Worth, Houston, Austin, and San Antonio.  Large cities bring out the worst in people, pushy aggressive uncaring behavior.  And, in the large cities, the wealthy people live so much better than the lower middle class and poor people, that this causes a great deal of discontentment.  Partly because of the wealthy people living so much better than the lower middle class and poor people in Texas, I have never seen so much bragging, boasting, showing off, fakery, and pretending to be something you are not, than I have in Texas, which is very sickening and repulsive to me.

Though there is a lack of things to do in North Dakota, a shortage of women, a lack of attractive women, the local people are hostile, unfriendly, not helpful, uncooperative, and they have hatred for educated people, the worst thing about Dickinson was the absurd greed of the property owners, property developers, and real estate agents in trying to take almost all of people’s money for housing.  They did not attempt to do this in Texas.  This is one reason why the population of Texas is over 25 million, and the population of North Dakota is less than 1 million.  North Dakota drives people away.

Marriage Advice For The Unmarried Women On My List Of Attractive Women In Dickinson, North Dakota

A previous blog post that I wrote contains a list of attractive women in Dickinson, North Dakota.  Recently, I saw that one of the unmarried women on this list is now wearing an engagement ring.  I feel bad for her, I don’t want to be more specific, but I feel bad for her, and I wish that I could warn her.  This is why I want to now give some advice to the unmarried women on my list of attractive women in Dickinson on getting married.

The way I see it, there are only two ways that the unmarried women on my list will be happy in marriage:

1. They must find a man, that they like everything about him.  His feet, his toes, his calves, his knees, his thighs, his bottom, his waist, his stomach, his chest, his back, his shoulders, his arms, his hands, his neck, his head, his face, his nose, his mouth, his teeth, his ears, his hair, how he smells, what he says, what he does, and what he thinks.  They must like everything about him, because this is the only way they are going to be able to stay married to him.

Inevitably, he will do something wrong, something irritating, something they don’t like.  He will lose his job, he will put on weight, he will waste money, he will lose money, he will cheat.  The only way that they will be able to stick with him, is because they liked everything about him to begin with.

If they marry a man because he is “nice”, what happens when he isn’t “nice” anymore, and there isn’t really much else to like about him?  If they marry a man because he has a good job, what happens when he doesn’t have a job, and there isn’t really much else to like about him?

What I am saying is, don’t compromise and settle for someone that you don’t like everything about, because in time you may find yourself not liking him anymore, when the few qualities and characteristics that you liked have disappeared, and there is nothing left to like about him.

2.  They must find a man that is older, wise, patient, benevolent, and very wealthy.  The older man will be what he is, not going to change, and they must like him as he is.  From there, the woman can do what she wants, work or not work, go to school or not go to school, travel or not travel, have hobbies or not have hobbies, have children or not have children, sulk, pout, mope, sleep, shop, exercise, whatever.  She must be sometimes amicable, or even a patient man’s patience will run out.

She will get to do mostly whatever she wants, with little resistance or interference.

The way that other women become married, I think that it would kill the women on my list of attractive women, not that it doesn’t kill the other women too.  Marrying a man that appears to be exciting and entertaining, only to find out that he is an asshole.  Spending most of his money on himself, on overly expensive trucks, ATVs, boats, guns, hunting and fishing equipment.  Finding out that their husband is more interested in these possessions than them.  There being only barely enough money left over to go to WalMart to buy groceries and necessities for the family.  The big night out to dinner at the Pizza Ranch or King Buffet with their overweight, ugly, fat stupid husband.  Looking across the restaurant to see all the other 200 lb housewives stuffing their faces into oblivion, and realizing that this will be their fate too.