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My Blog Posts About Crime In Dickinson, North Dakota Are Being Suppressed

I have been writing blog posts about Dickinson, North Dakota for over three years.  I have never seen any of my blog posts deliberately pushed down in the Google search results more than my blog posts about crime in Dickinson, North Dakota.

When I have written articles about Real Estate in Dickinson, North Dakota, initially each of these articles appeared near the top of the Google search results for “Real Estate in Dickinson”.  I then saw that each of these articles gradually got pushed down in the Google search results further and further over time. I knew the reason why.

There are about twenty to thirty real estate agents in Dickinson, who are always trying to get their name, their company name, or their listings near the top of the Google search results.  They do this by personally doing a Google search for “Real Estate in Dickinson”, and then clicking their own website, again, and again, and again.

Likewise, when I have written articles about the Catholic Church in Dickinson that were highly critical, these articles initially appeared near the top of the Google search results.  Later, I could sometimes see that actions were taken to try to hide these articles.  Catholic Church members and volunteers, would perform a Google search for “Catholic Church in Dickinson” and then click on more favorable articles or websites, again, and again, and again.

In one instance, I think that an optimization company was hired by the Catholic Church or a church member to try to bury one of my blog posts about the Catholic Church.  The reason why I think this, is because this article was at the top of the first page of Google search results for seven to eight months, and within the course of two days, this article was pushed back to page eight of Google search results.

I can understand why real estate agents in Dickinson want to get their name, their company name, or their listings at the top of the Google search results.  I can understand why the Catholic Church or Catholics want to bury my blog posts that are critical of the Catholic Church.  But who is it that is trying to hide my blog posts about crime in Dickinson?  Who doesn’t want my blog posts about crime in Dickinson to be found and read?

I wrote my blog posts about crime in Dickinson, North Dakota, to let people know, to warn people, to alert people, to help people understand about the crime in Dickinson.  Prior to this most recent oil boom that began in North Dakota in 2007, the crime in western North Dakota was much lower than most places in the United States.  Beginning in about 2016, the crime in Dickinson became higher than many places in the United States.

Prior to the oil boom in 2007, in western North Dakota you could leave utility trailers unlocked, flat bed trailers unlocked, travel trailers unlocked, vehicles unlocked, tool boxes unlocked, houses unlocked, apartments unlocked, garages open, and leave keys in vehicles, and expect nothing to be taken.  Now, it is the opposite, anything left out, open, or not locked down, you should expect it to be taken.

There are several reasons why the crime is so high in Dickinson now.  The very experienced equipment operators, welders, mechanics, and skilled trades people who came to Dickinson during the oil boom, they left and went elsewhere when the oil boom ended.  The very experienced and skilled trades people could get a job anywhere, they weren’t stuck in Dickinson, they could leave.

During the oil boom, there were many people who came to Dickinson who were not experienced workers or skilled trades people.  Many of these people came to Dickinson because they kept hearing on television that, “Everyone was making over $100,000 per year in North Dakota”.  These people did not have employment or good employment where they were living, they might have been involved in crime and drug activity where they were living, and they came to Dickinson with no money and with the expectation of making a lot of money in Dickinson, like they heard about on television.

When these financially broke, inexperienced, low-skilled, no-skilled people arrived in Dickinson, they found that they could not get a high paying job because they did not have a high school diploma, did not have a commercial driver’s license, had a criminal record, or had no work history.  They could not get a high paying job, but they looked around and saw other people making money, people with $60,000 trucks, $20,000 Harley Davidsons, jet skis, four wheelers, side-by-side buggies.  They saw people in Dickinson leaving their homes, apartments, vehicles, equipment, tools, and personal property unlocked.

The financially broke, inexperienced, low-skilled, no-skilled, no high school diploma, criminal record, no work history people remained in Dickinson and began stealing property and selling drugs.  When the oil boom ended, they stayed in Dickinson, they had no where else to go.

Not only did North Dakota attract these inexperienced, low-skilled, no-skilled people during the oil boom, even to this day in 2018, careless, unthinking, irresponsible individuals in business, politics, and government continue to make announcements in high-unemployment, high-crime areas like Seattle and Spokane, that North Dakota has an over abundance of jobs, and shortage of workers.

It would be reasonable to advertise for commercial truck drivers, experienced welders, experienced mechanics, or experienced electricians if this is what occupations are in demand, but it is wrong to keep luring inexperienced, low-skilled, no-skilled people to North Dakota by stating that there are an abundance of jobs, when there are very few job openings for people who are not skilled tradespeople.

I don’t know why some North Dakotans in business, politics, and government keep trying to lure people to North Dakota from high-unemployment, high-crime areas.  I don’t know if it is these same people who are trying to hide my blog posts about crime in Dickinson, or if it is members of law enforcement and politicians in Dickinson that don’t want the high amount of crime to be publicized.

The Hatred Of Women Being More Prevalent Than I Thought

A couple of days ago, I wrote a blog post titled “My Take On MGTOW, Men Going Their Own Way”.  Fortunately, I remember what it was like living in Idaho, where I had women friends, some nice girlfriends, and some prospective girlfriends.  These women were nice, fun, funny, reasonable, and helpful.  I am not claiming that all women are worthless.

I wrote that working and living in western North Dakota, the MGTOW way of life has been forced upon me.  Because there is a shortage of women in western North Dakota, and a scarcity of attractive women, the women who are here do not care about their appearance, and they are mean, hostile, unfriendly, glaring, scowling, and sneering.  I suppose that the women here act this way, because they think that they can get away with it.

I want to share a video today, that shows a type of video that is becoming very, very common, where men all over the World are finally coming to the point where they want to honestly and blatantly tell women once and for all:  That men are done supporting women, that men are done giving their money away to women, that women can begin doing everything for themselves, that women can expect no more free help from men, the only thing that men ever wanted from women anyway was sex, but the cost of the problems of women is just too high and not worth it.

My Take On MGTOW, Men Going Their Own Way

There is very little to do in Dickinson, North Dakota.  It is not safe to go out to restaurants or bars to have drinks and socialize in Dickinson because the Police are so aggressive in stopping people for DUI.  Also, there is a shortage of women, the women are mostly unattractive, and the women, restaurant servers, and bartenders are mean and unfriendly.  Therefore, there is no reason for me to go out in Dickinson, in fact, I have every reason to stay home.

One of the things that I do to pass the time at home in Dickinson, is to watch YouTube videos.  I do not have very much interest in MGTOW videos, videos about Men Going Their Own Way, but these videos are becoming one of the most common subjects on YouTube.

I suppose that one of the reasons why I have very little interest in MGTOW videos, is because I actually live like this, though this was not a choice that I made, it just happened to be forced upon me by living in Dickinson.

Back in Idaho, I had some nice girlfriends, women friends, and prospective girlfriends.  It is actually important for me to remember this, before I go bashing all women as not being worth the trouble.

Because of my employment in North Dakota, I only have a few chances each year to go back to my home in Idaho, to do some yard, house, and vehicle maintenance.  When I get back to the small town where my home is, it is astonishing how attractive, pleasant, and friendly the women are in comparison to North Dakota.  I only have time to go to the local hardware store, Arctic Circle restaurant, and the Dollar Store usually, and the women are all very nice, especially the young girls that are in high school or just out of high school.

I will try to sum women up quickly in the area of Idaho where I had been living:  The women like men, the women don’t hate men, the women like to get asked out by men, the women like to go on dates, they like to go to the movies, they like to go out to eat, they like to ride horses, they like to ride motorcycles, they like to ride snow mobiles, they like to go boating, they like to take trips, they like getting attention, they like to look nice, they try to be attractive, they try to act reasonable to get along and so that people like them.

In Idaho where I had been living, some women were good company, fun, funny, enjoyable, pleasant, helpful, considerate, and affectionate.  Why wouldn’t you want to be around women like this?  You just have to be careful to not unintentionally get them pregnant, or become involved with a woman who is more crazy than you can handle.

When I first came to work in Dickinson, North Dakota in the Spring of 2011, during the oil boom, I noticed that there was a shortage of women, and a scarcity of attractive women.  What this resulted in, this shortage of women, was the women that were here, did not make any effort to have a nice appearance, or be pleasant, or be friendly.  In fact, most of the women in Dickinson, North Dakota are mean, hostile, unfriendly, sneering, glaring, and scowling.

Because of the shortage of women in Dickinson during the oil boom, there were many job openings at restaurants, bars, hotels, convenience stores, and retail stores.  Women who could not find employment where they were living, especially women in Seattle, Spokane, and Couer d’Alene, came to Dickinson.  Many of these women, maybe even most of these women, were rough, drug addicted, jaded, damaged women, and they didn’t even have to make an adjustment to fit right in with the mean, hostile, unfriendly, sneering, glaring, scowling women that were already here in Dickinson.

So in Dickinson, North Dakota, MGTOW has been forced upon many men, because there aren’t hardly any nice women available for dating.

One more comment that I will make, is that beginning about twenty to thirty years ago, men in the United States who found that there was a shortage of women where they were living, and no women available for dating, they would look into getting a “Mail Order Bride” from Russia, Vietnam, Thailand, or the Philippines.

Initially, twenty to thirty years ago, there were many women who were so desperate to get out of Russia, Vietnam, Thailand, or the Philippines, that they would actually make a very good effort to be pleasant, helpful, agreeable, faithful, and affectionate with their American husband.

Beginning about fifteen years ago, even the “Mail Order Brides” came to be mean, treacherous, scheming, rough, jaded women, not any different than women from LA, Seattle, Spokane, or Coeur d’Alene, so why even bother with the trouble and high cost to obtain a Mail Order Bride if they were going to be so bad.

Meth Head Mechanics

Since I was about 16 years old, I began learning to not take my vehicle to get worked on at any place where I had any doubts at all.  If you have any doubt at all, don’t do it.

In the town where I lived, there was an independent mechanic named Sid, who had his own garage where he specialized in Volkswagen and Audi repair.  He worked on my mother’s diesel Audi 5000, my sister’s VW Jetta, and my VW Rabbit.  Sid was pretty straight-up, no-nonsense, honest, and truthful.

I took my VW Rabbit to the Goodyear tire store to get tires, and the Goodyear mechanic was telling me that the front suspension needed to have several different parts replaced.  Remember, I only brought the VW Rabbit to Goodyear for tires.  I called the Audi/VW mechanic named Sid who worked on my VW Rabbit and he said, bullshit, you don’t need any repair on your VW Rabbit, it’s fine, there is nothing wrong with it.

Someone who is working as a mechanic, is not necessarily an expert, an experienced mechanic, a knowledgeable mechanic, a competent mechanic, honest, ethical, or moral.

About one year after I graduated from high school, I bought a used Jeep Cherokee that was in very good condition.  My father and mother asked me to help move my sister from Florida where we lived, to Washington D.C.  It was about a 1,200 mile drive, one way.  A family friend was going to let us borrow an enclosed utility trailer to tow behind my Jeep Cherokee with my sister’s furniture and belongings.

My father asked me to take my Jeep Cherokee to an acquaintance of his, who owned a small garage not far from where we lived.  I can’t think of what else I wanted to have done besides an oil change prior to this trip, it was something small, but the main thing that I wanted was an oil change.  My father wanted me to take my vehicle to this garage, because the garage owner was a client of his, he probably owed my father money, or would owe him money soon, so my father wanted to exchange his services, for garage services.

When I went to pick up my Jeep Cherokee, the garage owner’s sons had forgotten to change the engine oil, and had forgotten to do something else.  Two out of the three things that they were supposed to do, they didn’t do.  Back then, in this small town, there weren’t usually written work orders, or written service receipts, it was all verbal.  If you verbally requested something to be done, when you went to pick up your vehicle, they were supposed to have done what you asked.  This garage, and these people, were a complete mess.

Besides some mechanics not being experts, experienced, knowledgeable, competent, honest, ethical, or moral, some mechanics are just plain mixed up people who have problems with everything that they try to do.  Do not take your vehicle to a mechanic based on this person owing you money, wanting to exchange their services for your goods or services, because of some type of friendship, or because of a recommendation that was based on friendship.  Only take your vehicle to a mechanic on the basis of their competency, knowledge, skill, expertise, and experience.

When I went to work for construction companies in the late 1990s, sometimes a new hire employee would have behavior or work problems right away.  A company manager would call the pre-employment drug testing company to ask for this new hire person’s drug test results as soon as possible.  It would usually turn out that this new hire person’s drug test results would show positive for one or more illegal drugs.

Also working for construction companies, besides some new hire employees acting abnormal and having work problems right away because they were illegal drug users, some new hire employees could not do the work that they said they could do, they had lied about their work experience, knowledge, and competency.

The new hire illegal drug users, and the new hires who lie about their work experience, knowledge, and competency, these same type of people seek and gain employment at all of the quick lube service shops, tire stores, and gas station repair garages.

Car dealership service departments scrutinize the work history and qualifications of their mechanics before they are hired.  They verify work history, and they want to see actual certifications verifying competencies for different types of mechanical work.  The car dealerships have their service department personnel watch new mechanics very carefully for the first few months of their employment.

Quick lube service shops, tire stores, and gas station repair garages often turn a new hire loose on their first day of work, to do what the new hire claimed to have work experience doing.  What this means, is that at a quick lube service shop, tire store, or gas station repair garage, the person performing work on your vehicle, may be a person who just got hired off the street, who may in fact have no experience, knowledge, or competency at all, and may also be a drug addict.

You can read newspaper articles, listen to radio car talk programs, look up internet articles, or watch YouTube videos about the problems people have had with their vehicles at quick lube shops, tire stores, or gas station repair garages.

On car talk radio programs, two discussions that I can remember, are as follows.  One woman went to a gas station, and the attendant filled up her car’s brake fluid reservoir with power steering fluid.  The gas station attendant was just young, inexperienced, not knowledgeable, and he didn’t know any better.  The woman’s husband called the gas station owner, and the gas station owner agreed to pay for a new brake master cylinder replacement.

Another caller to a car talk radio program, who was among other callers that hour who had experienced the same problem, his daughter took her Toyota Camry to a quick lube shop, and she left the quick lube shop with no oil in the car’s engine.  The young lady drove her car for some miles before it was obviously overheating and something was wrong, but by that time the car engine was ruined.  The quick lube shop owner agreed to pay for a new engine for the Toyota Camry.

One Monday morning when I came in to work at an oil company in Texas, two of my co-workers, Mark and Charlie, they both had their vehicles damaged at a quick lube shop over the weekend.  Mark watched through the window, as a quick lube technician went and got a long handle torque wrench, and turn the oil pan drain plug the opposite direction, stripping either the threads on the drain plug or the oil pan.  Charlie had experienced the quick lube technician turning the oil pan drain plug in the wrong direction and breaking it off in the oil pan of his BMW.

You have got to wonder, what is wrong with the quick lube technician, or what kind of experience or knowledge can he have, if he believes that an oil pan drain plug is stuck, when in fact they are turning the drain plug in the wrong direction?  An oil drain plug is staring you right in the face like a clock on the wall, and a drain plug gets turned counter-clockwise.  If you drained the oil from an oil pan one time, or two times, you should be able to grasp this concept.  How could this be your 8 to 10 hour per day job, and you do not know to turn a drain plug counter-clockwise?

The last two stories are about two cars that I bought, that almost had their engines ruined by the last person who worked on them, to perform a very simple repair.  This repair was so simple, yet so messed up, that I can only believe that the work must have been done at a tire store or a gas station garage, because a car dealer mechanic would never have done this.

I bought a 1977 Porsche 924 about ten years ago.  It had about 120,000 miles on it, it ran O.K., and it was in fair condition.  I was looking at the engine one day, and I noticed that a belt was rubbing on the engine, I couldn’t believe it.  I looked closely to see what was going on.  I could see that the belt had been rubbing on the engine for some time, and if I had not noticed this, it would have rubbed right through the engine casting, causing damage to the engine that was either not repairable, or only repairing by removing the engine from the car and doing some hideous welding on the engine to weld over a gaping hole.

I found the same thing on a 1978 Mercedes 300D that I bought eight years ago.  This 300D diesel Mercedes was in excellent condition, and the engine would have lasted for several hundred thousand miles more.  But this engine was nearly ruined by a belt that was rubbing on the engine casting.  It had been rubbing for some time, and it would have rubbed a hole right through the wall of the engine casting if I would not have noticed it.  The only possible repair would have been to remove the engine from the car and make a weld over the hole, but it was in a very bad spot.  The engine might not have been repairable.

What had happened to both the 1977 Porsche 924 and the 1978 Mercedes 300D, was that a belt replacement was required.  There was a belt tensionor pulley on an arm that you would need to rotate onto the belt and then tighten the tensionor mount bolt to hold the tensionor in place.  Who ever replaced the belt, rotated the tensionor pulley the wrong way, the tensionor pulley was making contact with the belt, but it was also pushing the belt onto the engine casting.

I wonder if in both of these cases, was the “mechanic” stupid, incompetent, inexperienced, on illegal drugs, or unethical, or some combination of these things.  If you are a “mechanic” how could you not see that the belt was pushed up against the engine, and that it was rubbing against the engine.  Do illegal drugs make you not care that the engine is going to be damaged and that this is not the way that the belt tensionor goes?

All I had to do was untighten the belt tensionor pulley arm, rotate it the opposite direction, hold it tight against the belt, and tighten it back down.

If you take your vehicle to a quick lube shop, a tire store, or a gas station garage, be prepared to receive a “free gift” from the meth addict “mechanic”, that little something extra that will cost you thousands of dollars later on.

I Get Asked, “Do You Like Living In Dickinson?”

Today I was asked, “Do you like living in Dickinson?”  In order to not be mean and unfriendly, I usually say, “I can make more money in Dickinson right now, than I can back in Idaho, but it has been difficult.”

Usually, I will give one or two examples of how it has been difficult.  Today I said, “In the apartment building where I live in downtown Dickinson, there is a lot of noise, fighting, drug dealing, and theft.  I wish that I was back a my own house, where I didn’t have to deal with neighbors like this.”

If I were to tell the truth, it would be something like this, “With the shortage of women, lack of attractive women, unfriendly women in restaurants and bars, and the Police trying to stop everyone they can, living in Dickinson has been like being in prison.”

Most of the time, when local people ask me how I like living in Dickinson, from the way that they act when they ask me, it appears that they are expecting me to say how nice it is, or how great it is.  This is one of the reasons why I sometimes write that the people in Dickinson are not even aware that Dickinson is any different from anywhere else.

I have tried to come up with a way, at least in my mind, to quickly sum up how Dickinson, North Dakota is different than the area of Idaho where I had been living.  The most important thing that I could say about the area of Idaho where I had been living, was that it was very “Progress” oriented.

What I mean by “Progress” oriented, is that anything that was accomplished that was good, it was appreciated, celebrated, or valued.  For instance, a new house being built, a new barn being built, a road being paved, a new Doctor moving to town, a new Dentist moving to town, someone’s kid graduating from college, someone’s kid becoming an engineer, someone’s kid becoming a lawyer, all of these types of things were appreciated, celebrated, and valued.

The reason why, was because the people believed that when these things happened, everyone was making progress, things were improving, things were getting better, these were signs of success, people are prospering.

Another reason why accomplishments, especially other people’s accomplishments, were appreciated, celebrated, and valued, was the belief that surely these things will help and benefit all of us.

The area of Idaho where I had been living, was about 60% to 70% Mormon.  Idaho has more Mormons in total, and more Mormons per-capita, than Utah does.  The Mormons are very “Progress” and “Results” oriented.  What this is like, is that Mormons want other people to do well and prosper, and together everyone can do well and prosper.

Just like in every religion or culture, there are some members that don’t do what they are supposed to be practicing, but in general, the Mormon idea that everyone can do well together, is something that you can see working when you live in a Mormon community.

If you don’t want to believe what I am writing, you can read the book by Blaine Lee titled, “The Power Principle, How To Influence With Honor.”  Blaine Lee was a Mormon, and an associate of another Mormon named Stephen Covey who wrote the very famous book titled “The Seven Habits Of Highly Effective People”.

When I read Blaine Lee’s book “The Power Principle, How To Influence With Honor” when I was about 27 years old, it changed the way I thought and behaved.  At first, I had a hard time believing what Blaine Lee was teaching, that one of the best and most important ways that you can be successful, was to get out of other people’s way and help other people to be successful.

I am not going to dwell on this principle right now, but this really works.  Especially in the work place, you would be amazed to see how much “Progress” and “Results” can be made by getting out of co-workers or subordinates way, and helping them to be successful.

For instance, this is a really good example, when I was a construction superintendent and a construction project manager at a very young age, I would talk to the foremen to see how they wanted to handle something, and then say O.K., that’s a good idea.  When I asked them what they thought, and what they wanted to do, and they came up with solutions, and I said that’s a good idea go ahead, most of the time, everybody started coming up with their own solutions to problems.

The big change that occurred, was soon, there weren’t really any problems on any of my construction projects, the work moved right along.  The laborers saw a problem or difficulty approaching, and they thought of their own solution, because they were allowed to, they were encouraged to, they felt empowered, they felt like they were freed to do their work.  The same thing happened for the foremen, and the superintendents.  They were allowed to come up with their own solutions and implement them, so they did.

Who would have thought, that just getting out of people’s way, and helping them to be successful, would help me?  My projects went so well, that I was promoted to project manager, received higher pay, received large bonuses, got a new company Jeep Cherokee to drive, and I was specifically requested by company owners for difficult projects.

To reiterate, the Mormons, the culture of Idaho where I had been living, was very “Progress” and “Results” oriented.  Where achievement and accomplishments, especially other people’s accomplishments, were appreciated, valued, and celebrated, because there was the belief that these things improved life for everyone.

In contrast, in Dickinson, and western North Dakota, people act like they hate each other, people act like if someone else fails, that this helps them succeed.  And, if someone else succeeds, this makes them fail.

This is why in Dickinson and western North Dakota, people do not cooperate with each other, co-workers do not cooperate with each other, co-workers undermine each other, co-workers withhold information, workers try to find something about their co-workers to fault them for or use against them.

Just recently, which I wrote about in a previous blog post, another contractor got one of their work trucks stuck on a job site.  I let them borrow my personal tow strap and tow rope, helped them hook up the trucks, got them to try a different way when it didn’t work, and was ready to get the site owner to come down with their front end loader.  When I realized that I was the only other person left at the site that day, I was figuring on having to use the front end loader myself.  However, I was informed the following day, that if I had used the loader, I would have been fired immediately.

I am repeating this story, because in the past, I saw that work got accomplished much better when people came up with their own solutions to problems, and were allowed to solve work site problems.  When you start being nasty to people who dare to come up with solutions to problems that arise on the work site, people will revert back to standing around, waiting, not doing anything, not offering information, not offering solutions that they know of, because they are scared of getting in trouble.

So, in Dickinson, this is not a culture of “Progress” or “Results”, it is a culture of trying to keep other people down, keep other people in their place, and someone else accomplishing something or succeeding, is seen as being detrimental.  This is one of the reasons why people in Dickinson hate people with a college education so much, they see someone else’s accomplishments, as being detrimental to them.

A Dream About Working As An Engineer

For the past two nights, I have had the same recurring dream about working as an engineer.  I could say that I don’t know why, but I think that I do know why.

I was in a very large city, and I had interviewed and gotten a job with an engineering company, because of my B.S. in mechanical engineering, my work experience, and my age, I am 49 years old.

This engineering company had offices and work space on something like the 18th or 20th floor, the mid-height, of a large modern commercial building downtown.

On my first day of work, the work space of this engineering company was somewhat hectic and chaotic.  Everyone was in a hurried, stressed, unfriendly, shitty mood.  Someone, I believe that it was a woman project manager, was giving me some work assignment, about a specific task, but with very little details.

In order to be polite, and not rude, I attempted to listen to what this woman project manager was telling me, and to try to begin work from the information that she gave me.

But before I had a chance to consider what I could do based on the information that she had given me, a second person was trying to assign me a second project.  I was almost immediately skeptical of this second project, and I don’t know if I will have time to describe it, but I began to wonder if this second project was even a company authorized work project, and not a fool’s errand.

The first assignment that I had been given by the woman project manager, was to devise a way to remotely open a safe.  I was given very little details or information about this existing situation and safe.  I at first wondered was this woman project manager intentionally being vague, or was there some strategic reason to not provide much details or information, such as a customer’s request to maintain security.

I sat at my desk and tried to think about this problem, and block out all the noise, movement, and chaos of this office space.  I began to ask myself, was this a walk-in vault, or was this a wall safe?  Did the lock have a mechanical dial, or a keypad?  Was the lock mechanism mechanical, magnetic, or electronic?  If this was a walk-in vault, and there was a large amount of electronic control on the lock, the manufacturer might already have automation hardware and software for this lock.

As I was thinking about the possibilities in devising a way to remotely unlock a safe or a vault, the individual who had tried to give me my second assignment, stopped by my desk to ask me how this second assignment was coming along.  I told him that it wasn’t anywhere yet, I was working on my first assignment at this moment, I would get to his assignment later.

I began to wonder even more if this second assignment was even a company authorized assignment, and not some whim or thing that this individual thought of himself, having no idea the amount of time that this second assignment would take.  In any case, I was not going to jump through hoops, or split myself in two, trying to please everyone by either lying about working on their project, or dropping what I was doing to work on their project.

Getting back to my first assignment after the interruption, I visualized a way to remotely turn a mechanical dial, using an electric motor that could run in forward and reverse.  The easiest way to control the dial position, was by a camera pointed at the dial and alignment mark.  This solution involved both remote control of an electric motor, and remotely viewing video.

Rather than reinventing the wheel, you would try to buy off-the-shelf components that were as complete as possible for what you were trying to do.  There are many manufacturers that make a variety of cameras whose video can be viewed via cell phones or laptops.  But then, you must consider that you have to be absolutely certain that no one else can view this video of the safe mechanical dial being rotated through its combination sequence.

In order to have a simpler solution, you would actually not even want to have to run a mechanical dial through its combination sequence, you would want to have a way to bypass the combination lock, and just mechanically retract the lock bolts, release a magnetic lock, or deactivate an electrical lock.  You would also want to bypass a digital keypad if it had one.

Now that I had an idea of how to accomplish the remote unlocking of a safe or a vault whether it had a mechanical dial, digital keypad, magnetic lock, or electrical lock, I knew that I needed to get more information and specific information on the existing equipment that was in place, in order to come up with a specific solution.

Also, I was aware in my mind, that if this was a modern commercial vault, the vault manufacturer probably already provided equipment and technical assistance for accomplishing this, and they would be the best ones to handle most of this, not me.  Would I then have to pretend for some reason that I/we had performed any engineering services?

When I tried to explain as succinctly as possible to the woman project manager, what additional information I needed and why, she expressed irritation and discomfort.  I was not approaching her with problems, I was approaching her with solutions, I just needed more information.

I had to try to discern if her irritation and discomfort was because she did not know any additional information herself, or if she didn’t understand what I was telling her.  I would have known that she understood what I was telling her, if she acknowledged that yes, we need to know if this is a safe or a vault, if it has a mechanical dial, digital keypad, magnetic lock, or electrical lock.  Instead she was just irritated.

I didn’t really want to work at this engineering company any more, both because of this first assignment and the second assignment that I was given.  I have seen this before, and I have lived through this before.  It is frustrating, upsetting, and tiring, working for people who do not know or understand what you are talking about or trying to explain to them.  You come to the conclusion that there is no way that you can win or be happy under these circumstances or working for this company.

The second assignment that I was given, I am embarrassed to say, was that I was shown a 60″ wide x 60″ tall, large plan cabinet with drawers, that required some effort to get the drawers open.  The frame was metal, but the drawers were wooden.  You could say that this cabinet was old, custom made, or home made.  I was asked to come up with a mechanical assist for the drawer opening.

As I mentioned previously up above, I was skeptical that this was a company authorized project, and not some idea that someone got into their head, not understanding the amount of time something like this would take.

When you perform engineering work, the time that you spend working on something is not billed at the engineer’s pay rate, it is billed at the engineer’s pay rate plus all of the associated company overhead costs.  The actual billing rate for having an engineer spend time on something could be $50 to $300 per hour.

I could tell right away that the plan drawers in this large cabinet did not open very well once they were loaded, because there were no drawer rollers of any kind.  I wondered if there was enough room to install rollers.  I wondered if the drawer rests would have to be replaced with roller-rail assemblies.

I remembered owning a very expensive large office cabinet with drawers made by the manufacturer HON.  Not only did these drawers have rollers and rails, there was a string and pulley system on it so that no two drawers could be pulled open at the same time.  If you pulled one drawer open, another drawer would be pulled closed.  This was to prevent a heavy cabinet from tipping over on top of someone.  This would also be necessary to have on this old home-made cabinet if you made the drawers easy to open.

For the amount of time that it would take me to re-engineer this old home-made plan cabinet, the amount of money it would cost for my time, the hardware, and the installation, it would be cheaper and better to buy a new plan cabinet.  And I wondered, and I doubted, that this was even a company approved assignment, and not something that someone just thought up on a whim.

I woke up from this dream, being nearly as upset as if these things had actually happened.  Yes, I would quit working for an engineering company or any company on the first day, and I have done it.  I have lived through this and experienced this before.

What I have experienced in Dickinson, more often than not, is not only that people do not know, but they do not know, that they do not know.  There is sometimes no likelihood that you can change, fix, or improve anything.

On the second night of this recurring dream, I was able to explain to the engineering company owner as diplomatically as possible that I did not want to do engineering work for his company, however, it was seen that I might want to do maintenance work at a far away rural industrial location.  I was very happy and contented performing maintenance work at this far away rural industrial location.

At the maintenance job, I could see something, and do something.  There was no wasting time, discussion, debate, mis-information, mis-communication, or dealing with people.  However, for some reason, I had to go back to the city and straighten things out with the woman project manager, who was very angry.  She did not know why I left, that I had left, or that I had switched to an entirely different job.

She was complaining that my pay rate had to be straightened out, I was hired under the supervisor job classification, which was entirely different from the pay rate for maintenance work.  I explained to her why I did not want to work as an engineer with this company, which other people in the work area overheard.  She stomped off.  After she had left, two other engineers who had overheard what I had explained to her, said yes, we are always having this problem.

This dream to me, was an affirmation and reminder that I do not want to work as an engineer, that I do not want to work in the city, that I do not want to work in close quarters in an office building, and that I do not want to work with women.

The Dickinson Mafia And Bank Owners In North Dakota

It has been a while since I have mentioned the Dickinson Mafia in one of my blog posts, probably more than a year.  There may come a time, when circumstance arise that may cause me to identify the members of the Dickinson Mafia by name, there are about eight of them.  But at this time, it would be more trouble than it is worth.

For the newcomers to Dickinson, the Dickinson Mafia are a group of business owners, land owners, and political office holders who try to control what goes on in Dickinson.  They tell themselves, and each other, that what they try to accomplish is good for Dickinson, but these things coincide with what benefits them.

A reader may think, so what, what is wrong with this, what is the problem?  I will give you a couple of examples.  One of the ways in which Dickinson is controlled, is by controlling who is hired.  Often times, hiring in Dickinson is not a matter of selecting the most experienced and qualified applicant.  Hiring involves selecting the applicant that has been selected ahead of time due arrangements being made on the basis of family connections, seeking to win favor with someone, promise of being compensated, threat of being punished, or outright being told to do so.

Another way in which Dickinson is controlled, which people learn when they live here, is by:  who gets stopped by the Police and who gets let go;  who moves forward with being criminally prosecuted and who has charges dropped;  who gets a long sentence and who gets a short sentence, or no sentence;  who gets a building permit and who does not;  who receives building code violations and who does not;  who receives a bank loan and who does not;  who keeps their job and who gets laid off;  who gets awarded contracts and who does not;  who gets good publicity in the newspaper and who does not.

Myself, and other people who live in Dickinson, would like to be treated fairly, but sometimes that doesn’t happen.  It is upsetting, when steps are taken to interfere with your being hired, your work, being stopped by the Police, attempted entrapment by the Police, or not being able to get a bank loan.

For the readers who still don’t know what I am talking about, you can read my previous blog posts titled “They Hide Jobs In Dickinson, North Dakota”, “The Disputed Termination Of David Armendariz”, “Not Being Paid By Employers In Dickinson”, “Being Stopped By The Police In Dickinson, North Dakota”,  “Almost Getting Caught By The Drug Task Force In Dickinson, North Dakota”, “Legal Entrapment Of Manish In Dickinson, North Dakota”.

In understanding Dickinson, it is like pealing back layers of an onion.  After studying things for a while, you may think that you understand Dickinson, but then you realize that there is another layer below what you have already found.

Here is one way to look at these layers of Dickinson:

The first thing that a newcomer to Dickinson will likely experience, is contact with their employer and the Police in Dickinson.  This is what is on the surface of Dickinson.  If you have any sense, you will quickly realize that you are better off saying very little to your employer, your co-workers, and the Police in Dickinson, because they are all trying to find fault with you, and something to charge you with.

The next layer down, the socialization in Dickinson, will be the people that you meet and interact with at grocery stores, retail stores, businesses, restaurants, bars, school, the West River Community Center, etc.  You may come to understand that the socialization in Dickinson is heavily influenced by the German, Ukranian, and Catholic ancestry of the local people.

The next layer down, the economy in Dickinson, you may find out about the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd oil booms in Dickinson, the history of the settlers and agriculture, the history of the poverty and wealth, the historical prices of land, success and failures of businesses and industries, coal mining, Uranium mining, etc.

The next layer you may come to in understanding Dickinson, is the Dickinson Mafia layer.  You may begin to learn about the influence and control of the Dickinson Mafia, what businesses they own, what they are involved in, who they are related to, what they are trying to accomplish.

Unfortunately for me, the next layer that I came to understand about Dickinson, is the crime and illegal drug activity.  Someone a little older than me, who moved to Dickinson twenty years ago said to me, “If everyone in Dickinson knew the truth about the crime and the illegal drug activity in Dickinson, 80% of the people would leave Dickinson.”  You would probably leave Dickinson, if you knew the truth about what is going on.

The furthest layer down, that I have seen, is the Bank owners in North Dakota.  They are invisible, they were invisible to me, until a couple of things made me realize that they were there.  This is funny, and embarrassing, because ultimately, they own everything, far surpassing anyone else or any entity in control and importance.

I read this factual statistic recently, and I have heard and seen this statistic about five times previously, that was uncovered by economists and financial experts, and reported by journalists:

1% of people…………..own or control 80% of the wealth in the U.S.

19% of people…………own or control 12% of the wealth in the U.S.

80% of people…………own or control 8% of the wealth in the U.S.

The two most important things to see, are that the top 1% wealthiest people own 80% of the wealth in the U.S., and that the vast majority of people, the bottom 80% own only 8% of the wealth in the U.S.

I had thought that the Dickinson Mafia control things in Dickinson.  It is true, that they try to control things in Dickinson.  But the Bank owners in North Dakota, have much more control.  However you don’t see, hear, or read very much about the Bank owners in North Dakota, and that is the way that they want it to be.

In Dickinson, there may be griping, complaining, debate, lobbying, protesting, and politicking over such things as:  the permitting of man-camps, people sleeping in their cars, shortage of housing, arrival of street gangs, drug trafficking, prostitution, new housing developments, new business developments, damaged roads, end of the oil boom, people leaving, low occupancy rates, fewer jobs, lower wages, Sears closing, JC Penny closing, Herbergers Closing, new refineries, etc.

Out-of-state workers have their opinions about what they want, which may not be the same as the opinions and what the local people want.  The Dickinson Mafia, have their opinion about what they want, which usually they are able to persuade the local people that this is what they want too, which inevitably is what gets done in Dickinson.

It appears to me, that the Bank owners in North Dakota, do not waste their time and energy paying attention to the daily, weekly, or monthly squabbles and goings on in Dickinson, as if they are of no consequence to them, though they are the biggest land and resource owners in western North Dakota.

I don’t know if the Bank owners figure that whatever gets decided, whichever way things go, either way they will make money.  Or, if when something matters to the Bank owners in North Dakota, when something affects them, that they decide to intervene.  If they do intervene, I have never seen, heard, or read about it.

Doing The Right Thing In North Dakota Can Cost You Your Job

In North Dakota, doing the right thing can cost you your job.  I have seen it happen to other people, and it has happened to me too.  For instance, you can read my previous blog posts about “The Disputed Termination Of David Armendariz In Dickinson, North Dakota”.

Some of my blog posts are too long, so I want to try to get right to the point about something that happened to me this week, where I almost lost my job.

For the past year, I have worked at a site that is approximately 100 acres in size.  This week, an outside independent contractor was hired to perform some work at this site.  This contractor had four, one-ton four-wheel-drive trucks on this site.  On the second day of their work, one of these trucks got stuck in a low lying wet area.

This contractor drove up to me, to ask me if I had a tow strap, they could not find any of theirs on any of their trucks.  I had a new 30′ tow strap in my personal vehicle, and also a 30′ heavy duty rope.  I said that I would drive down behind them in my vehicle.  I already had an idea of where they got stuck.

I wanted to have the owner of this contracting company, pull his stuck work truck out from behind, because this looked like the best way.  The contracting company owner wanted to try to pull his stuck truck out from the front, so that is how I hooked the tow strap up.

The contracting company owner driving his one-ton four-wheel-drive dual rear wheel diesel Dodge truck could not pull this other one-ton four-wheel-drive truck out from the front.  I said let’s try it from the back, and if this doesn’t work, I will get the site owners to pull this truck out with their front end loader.

Luckily, this truck came out of the mud, when it was pulled from the back, but it just barely came out.  I did not want to try to get the site owners to start up their loader and bring it down, because they look at this as someone being an idiot and messing up.

In general, I was told by my employer, to always stay away from the site owners, this is how my predecessor lost his job.  However, the site owners had pulled one of my co-workers out with their front end loader last year.

When I got back to my work area after helping the independent outside contractor to get their work truck unstuck at about 3:30 p.m., I realized that the site owners were all gone, there was no one else around, there was only me.  If the independent contractor had not been able to pull their truck out using their own one-ton four-wheel-drive dually Dodge diesel truck, the only thing that would have gotten that truck out, was the front end loader.

I probably would have gotten on the loader, carefully driven it down there, pulled the truck out easily, and taken the loader back to where it was parked.  I would not have thought too much about it, I suppose, because there was nothing else to do about the situation, in my opinion.

I have worked as a laborer, foreman, superintendent, project manager, inspector, engineer, and contractor.  In my work experience, you do what you can when another contractor is in a bind, because you would hope and expect another contractor to do the same thing for you.  Also, in my work experience, it is expected by the site owner, that there is to be cooperation among contractors, you do not withhold help when it is needed.

In my work experience, I have operated a loader, backhoe, dozer, excavator, crane, lull, bucket truck, trencher, plow, and directional drill rig, without ever having an accident or damaging anything.  Would I have gotten fired for using the site owner’s front end loader to pull another contractor’s truck out?

The following day, I asked my co-worker who has been working at this site for four years, and he said, yes, the site owner would have demanded that the company that I work for, fire me immediately for using their front end loader.

I had very little to do with the work that this independent outside contractor was performing, I just happened to be the only other personnel on site when they got stuck.  It did not benefit me to help this contractor, it only benefited the site owners to help get this other work completed.

I felt bad that I came close to losing my job, by helping someone else which did not benefit me in any way.  But I would have lost my job, and this type of thing is very typical in North Dakota, completely different from anywhere else that I have worked.

Why There Are So Many Crimes Of Sexual Perversion In Western North Dakota

Western North Dakota’s outlook and approach to sex and sexuality is backwards and repressive.  Even before the most recent oil boom that took place from 2007 through 2014, there was a much greater number of men than women in Western North Dakota.  During the oil boom, the ratio of men to women in Dickinson was probably about 3:1, in Watford City and Williston it was probably as high as 8:1.

The worst possible approach to the lack of women in Western North Dakota, was to encourage or force Law Enforcement to not allow any prostitution whatsoever.  People like the big, overweight, unattractive Senator Heidi Heitkamp were so against men trying to find women for sex, that she advocated for every possible scheme that Law Enforcement could come up with to entrap men seeking to have sex with women.

It seems like it was a team effort of Heidi Heitkamp and other big, overweight, unattractive women to prevent men from having sex.  I don’t know exactly when, where, how, and why Western North Dakotans got the idea that sex was wrong, immoral, wicked, and evil.  People and animals have been having sex for a long time, since the beginning of creation.

A few blog posts ago, I included a YouTube video from the spiritual teacher named Teal Swan, about sex, and the normalcy of sexual expression.

In this blog post, I want to include a YouTube video from the sexual education teacher named Dr. Lindsey Doe.  Dr. Lindsey Doe has over one hundred short YouTube videos about sex, which are very to-the-point, open, and entertaining.

I am trying to make North Dakotans understand, that sex is completely normal.  It is completely normal for men to seek to have sex with women.  When there is a shortage of women in an area, one of the easiest and best solutions, would be to allow prostitution.

When you take the approach of North Dakota, to try to make normal adult heterosexual sex illegal, and even have Law Enforcement try to entrap men when they seek to have sex with women, you are creating the situations that we often read about in the North Dakota newspapers where sexually depraved men are accused of seeking or forcing sex with minors, children, and animals.  If you didn’t make normal adult sex with women in North Dakota illegal, maybe so many men wouldn’t become sexually depraved and sexually assault women, minors, children, and animals.

Here is one video from Dr. Lindsey Doe, where she explains the normalcy of being propositioned by men:

I highly recommend visiting Dr. Lindsey Doe’s YouTube channel to browse the many topics that she addresses.

Watch The Cute Young Hippie Girl Stephi Lee Make A Painting

For the past several months, I have been watching YouTube videos made by the cute young hippie girl named Stephi Lee.  On this blog website of mine, I have included about three of Stephi Lee’s videos in the past.

Stephi has had a lot of tragedy in her life, she was diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis when she was an infant and was not expected to live past the age of 30.  She had selective mutism as a child, where she would only talk to her mother, and hardly anyone else.  Then, her mother died when she was 11 years old.

Stephi grew up on a small horse farm in Massachusetts, and she went to art college in Boston after graduating from high school.  After college she decided to drive to Los Angeles, and live in her small Honda Pilot SUV, which she named George.

During an episode of coughing up blood from her Cystic Fibrosis, Stephi telephoned her doctor, who told her to go the emergency room immediately.  She was crying and coughing up blood while driving, she didn’t see a car coming, and she was hit by a car which totaled her Honda Pilot named George.  Then, she didn’t even have a car to live in.

Stephi returned to Massachusetts to her father’s small horse farm and auto repair shop, where she also has two younger twin sisters who were adopted from Thailand.  She got a new mini-van, traveled a little, and returned home where she made a painting.

I am attaching this YouTube video, and writing about Stephi, so that people don’t immediately assume the worst about hippies, and try to run them over with their car, or do other mean things to young hippies.

Would I Buy A House In Dickinson, North Dakota At This Time?

Would I buy a house in Dickinson, North Dakota at this time?  My answer is that I personally would only buy a house in Dickinson at this time, if it were less than $80,000.  There are several reasons for this, and I will explain these reasons.

First reason, though the housing prices in Dickinson, North Dakota have come down some since the oil boom ended in 2015, most houses are still priced too high.  I believe that in the next several years, house prices in Dickinson will drop by about 20%.  It would not be a very good idea to buy an expensive, over-priced home in Dickinson at this time, because house prices are going to continue to decrease.

Second reason, this happened before in Dickinson during the second oil boom that occurred from approximately 1978 to 1983, that housing prices shot up, then fell once the oil boom ended.  However, the assessed property values determined by the tax assessor remained at their peak values for years following the end of the second oil boom, in order for the City and the County to cover the amount of money they had spent on infrastructure improvements during the oil boom.

In other words, if you buy an expensive, over-priced home in Dickinson at this time, you can expect your assessed property value for property taxes to remain at its peak value for years and years to come.  Who wants to pay high property taxes?

Third reason, it is possible that there could continue to be job losses in Dickinson, decreasing wage rates, and people moving away.  More home vacancies, fewer jobs, and lower paying jobs, mean housing prices will continue to fall.  Also, who will be able to buy a house, and how much money will they be able to afford?  You would have a much better chance of being able to sell your house at the low price range, or rent out your house at the low price range, which is why you do not want to buy an expensive house in Dickinson.

The other thing that I need to say about buying an $80,000 house in Dickinson, is that the immediate area of the house would have to meet certain conditions.  In Dickinson on the north side of Villard Street and the south side of Villard Street, and on the south side of the railroad tracks, there are old residential blue collar neighborhoods, where some of the older smaller wood frame houses are in the $80,000 price range.

On some city blocks in Dickinson, though the houses are older and smaller, the residents all take pride in their homes and their yards.  If you were to purchase an old small inexpensive home on this city block, you might not have to worry too much about noise, theft, and illegal drug activity.

However, on some city blocks in Dickinson, the battle has already been lost.  A few neglected houses have become rental houses, or subdivided rental units.  You would likely have a constant turnover of low income neighbors.  People who do not have good sense, or know or care about right and wrong.  Loud ghetto music at all hours, yelling, fighting, illegal drug activity, traffic at all hours, and theft and vandalism to your home and your property.

Another way to say it, you would be looking in a nice neighborhood, for the absolutely least expensive house, maybe the house that doesn’t even look like it belongs with the other houses.

Because I expect readers to disagree with me, that there are no $80,000 houses for sale in Dickinson, North Dakota, here is a listing for a 2br/2ba house for $65,000:

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Talking To People About Their Vehicles In Dickinson, North Dakota

I have liked cars since I was about two years old.  At that time my mother had a blue Plymouth Roadrunner, and my father had a yellow Lotus Europa, just like the ones shown below:

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My father wanted to be a race car driver.  He wrecked the yellow Lotus Europa, and the previous Plymouth Roadrunner, by driving too fast.

Prior to my birth, my father and mother had other Plymouth Roadrunners, and two Jaguars, which they used to talk about, both the good and bad characteristics of the cars they once had.  After my father came home from the Korean War, and was a college student in his mid-20s, one of the ways that he made money was transporting illegal alcohol in his Plymouth Roadrunner, bootlegging.  Bootlegging in the South, was the origin of NASCAR and stock car racing.

When I was growing up, my parents owned several Plymouth Furys, a Jensen Healey, a Fiat, an Audi, and a couple more Jaguars.  When I was a kid, my father, my sister, and I would look at AutoTrader classified magazines to see the exotic cars that they had for sale in Miami, Fort Lauderdale, Orlando, and Jacksonville:  Rolls Royce, Aston Martin, Maserati, Lamborghini, Ferrari, Mercedes, Porsche, Audi, BMW, Lotus, and Jaguar.

When I was in high school, an anonymous person sent a subscription to the DuPont Registry magazine to our house every year, which was a color magazine of exotic cars for sale throughout the United States.  I think that it was the daughter of the person who owned the Ford, Chevrolet, Jeep, Toyota, Mercedes, Porsche dealerships in our area.  She was in some of my classes, I liked her, and she liked me, but she was much taller than me, and much more mature.

When it became time for my sister to learn to drive and get a car, she was four years older than me, she wanted an E-type Jaguar.  She test drove a couple of Jaguar XKEs with me and my father, but she couldn’t drive them, they were too hard for her to shift.

My father bought her a white Porsche 914, but she never drove it, she couldn’t drive it, it was too hard for her to shift.  It wasn’t until my sister was in her 30s, that she had driven enough standard transmission cars to where she could shift O.K.  Now she has a Porsche 911 Turbo, one of the fastest and most dangerous fast cars to drive, and I think she also has a Porsche Boxster.

Below are shown a Jaguar XKE, a Porsche 914, and a Porsche 911 Turbo:

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I used to like to ride in the Porsche 914 very much when my father drove it, but like I said, my sister couldn’t drive it, and it got sold before I turned fifteen.  My parents didn’t know what kind of car they should get me when I was sixteen.  My father wasn’t driving his white 1978 Jaguar XJ6L at the time, partly because the air-conditioning was broken, so I took it, and it became mine.  Shown below a 1978 Jaguar XJ6L:

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When I was 36 years old, I bought my 2nd 1978 Jaguar XJ6L, which I still have to this day.  Below is a picture of my 1978 Jaguar XJ6L:

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There are many vehicles that I like, from the time when I was growing up.  Here is my 1978 Mercedes 300D:

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Over there in the corner is my guards red 1977 Porsche 924:

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I had to sell my guards red modified 1967 Porsche 911 S in 2013:

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As I explained in a previous blog post, collector cars or hobby cars can be like a piggy bank.  On the one hand, they are something that you can use and enjoy, and when you need money, you can sell one of them, just like breaking a piggy bank.  On the other hand, they aren’t a very good piggy bank if you keep having to spend money on them and they aren’t worth anything.

Two weeks ago, my father who is 83 years old, he sold his 2000 forest green Porsche 911 Carrera.  I had thought that he might give this car to me one day, but either he thought that I could not afford it, I had no where to get it worked on in Dickinson, I had no where to keep it in Dickinson, it would get vandalized in Dickinson, it was not practical in Dickinson, I would soon lose my driver’s license in Dickinson, or it would cause bad feelings with my sister and her husband who might have wanted it.

Below is my father’s 2000 Porsche 911 Carrera that he just sold:

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My father was probably right not to give me this 911 Carrera, I could not have afforded it, I had no where to keep it in Dickinson, it would have gotten vandalized in Dickinson, it would have gotten damaged by hail which is very common in North Dakota, it would get damaged if I drove it in the winter in North Dakota, and the Police in Dickinson would have ticketed me so much that my license would be suspended in a matter of days.

Since leaving my home in Idaho in 2011, to work in North Dakota, Utah, and Texas, I have seen that I have hardly ever been home in the past seven years to drive the cars that I have there.  I have thought about bringing one or two of them over to North Dakota to have something to work on and enjoy while I am here, but the cars would be impractical in the winter in North Dakota, and I don’t have anywhere to keep them.

What I have also seen and learned, is that I would have been better off, instead of buying any of the cars that I have, to have taken that same amount of money each time, and have instead bought a four-wheel-drive Toyota truck.  Instead of having a Mercedes, Jaguar, or Porsche, which are impractical in the winter and not very useful, I would have been better off having three Toyota trucks which I could have driven in the winter.  Toyota trucks hold their value, are very reliable, and are very inexpensive to maintain.

I wrote all of this background information above, to try to describe my history and my interest in cars.  In my teen age years, I liked Audis very much, but by the end of my teens, I realized that they were too delicate and impractical at that time, the late 1980s.

When I was in my mid twenties and working as an engineer in Tampa, I had some interest in the large Mercedes S Class, the large four door Mercedes cars built in the mid to late 1980s.  These cars were very well built, very solid, very heavy, very fast, very luxurious, and very beautiful.  There was a time in the United States, from about 1965 to 1990, when every young engineer, architect, lawyer, doctor, and dentist dreamed of buying and owning their first Mercedes automobile.

But as the 1990s were entered, the Mercedes automobile company switched from being mechanical perfectionists, to begin trying to attempt to accomplish the same things or advance further technologically by using electronic and computerized components, which I believe has been a disaster for Mercedes.  Soon, Toyota Camry quality and reliability was better than a Mercedes.  Lexus, Acura, and Infinity became better cars than Mercedes in the 1990s.

In my late 20s, I found that one of the best ways to know what cars were like, was to be observant, and to ask car owners what their cars were like.  There was an engineer who I worked with, who was about twenty-five years older than me, who I talked to a lot about cars, especially Mercedes, because he was an expert on Mercedes.  From 1965 through 1990, whenever you were buying a used Mercedes, you always asked to see “the book”.

Mercedes owners in the past, kept a log book of service, maintenance, and repairs performed, that was stamped by the Mercedes dealer each time work was done to the vehicle.  These log books were treated as seriously as airplane log books.  Just like an airplane can lose 20% to 40% of its value if its log books are missing, because there is no proof that required maintenance was done, or they are missing due to an attempt to hide mechanical problems, it was treated the same way if a Mercedes automobile was missing its “book”.

Through the years, I have had friends, co-workers, and other engineers who I have talked to about cars.  Some of my beliefs have stayed the same for the past twenty-five years, such as the 1970s through early 1980s Mercedes 240D and 300D being the best cars ever built.  These are 2.4 liter and 3.0 liter, 4 cylinder and 5 cylinder diesel engine cars that last for a million miles even under hard use in Africa, Asia, the Middle East, and South America.

Some of my beliefs have changed.  After owning two 1980s base model Jeep Cherokees, and driving several company owned 1990s base model Jeep Cherokees, (not the Grand Cherokees), in my late twenties and early thirties, I was convinced that these were cheap vehicles that didn’t last long, because it seemed like they all needed a new alternator, radiator, or water pump.  But as time passed and I got older, I realized that was all these 1980s and 1990s base model Jeep Cherokees ever needed, nothing else seemed to ever go wrong with them!  That’s not bad, only having to replace an alternator, radiator, or a water pump.

As I grew older, I became even more interested to hear what people had to say about vehicles that they had owned for a long time, and I would ask people when I got the chance.  At gas stations around the U.S., when I would ask Mercedes 300D owners, or Toyota 4Runner owners about their vehicles, they would not hesitate to say how happy and pleased they were with them.

Another vehicle that lasts a surprisingly long time, are 1980s and 1990s Ford Crown Victorias.  Law Enforcement, government, and taxi services used hundreds of thousands of Ford Crown Victorias.  After Law Enforcement or government agencies put 200,000 miles on Crown Victorias, they would go to public auction for sale.  Taxi companies would then buy them at auctions and put another 200,000 to 300,000 miles on them.

Here is a 1998 Ford Crown Victoria:

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Here in North Dakota, when I became bored because there is not a lot to do, I would look at Bis-Man online classified ads for cars for sale.  I would look under the manufacturers like Porsche, Mercedes, Jaguar, Range Rover, and Toyota.  I haven’t mentioned Range Rover yet in this blog post, but I have an interest in Range Rovers, they are cousins to Jaguar, because they were once under the same parent company called British Leyland Motors.

I wrote a long blog post about working on my 1978 Jaguar XJ6L, all the peculiar problems that it had, and I know that Range Rovers and Land Rovers, being cousins to Jaguar, have their own special problems, that will cause these vehicles to break down at the worst possible time and place, like the busiest intersection in your city, the most remote place you have ever been, or the coldest day of the year.

In 2014 in Dickinson, I saw on Bis-Man online classifieds, a 2004 Land Rover Discovery with 80,000 miles for $4,500, and I saw a 1994 Toyota Landcruiser with 195,000 miles for $4,500.  The Land Rover Discovery was 10 years newer, had a custom lift, custom roof rack, and only had 80,000 miles on it.  I read about fifty owner reviews on two different internet websites for the Land Rover Discovery.  About ten of these reviews, that’s 20%, said “Do Not Buy This Vehicle!”

The biggest warning about the Land Rover Discovery, was that the driveline sometimes has a catastrophic failure due to a U-joint coming apart, which at highway speed causes nearly instantaneous destruction of the transmission and the transfer case.  A repair so expensive, that it costs nearly as much as the vehicle is worth.  About 80% of the Land Rover Discovery owner reviews, also complained about endless electrical problems with things like window switches.

Here is a 2004 Land Rover Discovery:

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I bought the 1994 Toyota Landcruiser for $4,500.  I have been very pleased with it, though some buyers would not be.  When I bought this vehicle, I was not aware that it was using engine oil or leaking engine oil.  Within a few months I found out that the front main seal, and the rear main seal were leaking some oil.  Also, this engine has 24 valves, the valve guides wear, and some oil passes through each of the valve guides, which causes the engine to burn some oil.

I don’t care that the engine uses oil, the vehicle has an engine oil level warning light that comes on when you need to add oil.  This vehicle is full-time four-wheel-drive, and it has push button differential locks, which locks each wheel into the driveline, with no limited slip of the wheels allowed once the differential is locked.  It is very good in snow, here is its picture:

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Even though I read many, many bad owner reviews of the Land Rover Discovery, especially the catastrophic failure of the driveline, I continued to do research on them.  One of the things that I learned, was that the owners should have been able to tell from the “clunk” sound when putting their Land Rover Discovery in gear, that their drive shaft universal joints needed to be replaced.

On YouTube, I watched and commented on videos about “overlanding” in Australia with Land Rover Discoverys.  Several Land Rover Discovery owners assured me that “Discos” as they call them, can be made very reliable and trouble free by understanding them, learning about them, and getting to know them.

In 2014, I saw this white 1991 Range Rover in the parking lot of Arby’s restaurant in Dickinson.

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I asked a lady who was working there if this was her Range Rover, and she said that it was.  I told her that I liked her vehicle, and that I had liked Range Rovers for a long time.  This lady did not want to talk to me at all about her Range Rover.

As months went by in 2014, gradually this lady would talk a little bit more about her Range Rover.  In 2015 and 2016, she was used to me asking about her Range Rover.  Her daughter was driving it for a while.

In order to clarify things for the reader, as I have had to clarify things for myself by doing some reading, let me explain the difference between the Range Rover and the Land Rover Discovery in the late 1980s and early 1990s.

In the 1980s, the Range Rover, with the box shape, tall windows, and high roof, like the white color one shown in the picture above, this vehicle was very expensive, and affordable only by the very wealthy people in England, South Africa, and the United States.  The Queen of England owned one, for instance, this was her personal vehicle that she drove on her estate in Scotland.

This Range Rover of the 1980s, was very solid, very rugged, but luxurious on the inside, with carpeting, and leather seats.  These Range Rovers, I believe, were full-time four-wheel-drive, with differential locks, that would not allow limited slip of the drive wheels when the differentials were locked.  I believe that I read that the 1986 to 1987 were the best ones to get because of the suspension configuration or the differential lock configuration.  This style Range Rover was manufactured from 1970 until 1996.

Here is a 1990 Range Rover:

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In 1989 began the production of the Land Rover Discovery, which was slightly more affordable, less expensive, and more marketed toward suburban yuppies.  The Land Rover Discovery was a departure from the more solid and rugged looking Range Rover of the 1980s.

To me, I will describe it this way, just like the Mercedes automobile company transitioned from mechanically perfect heavy cars in the 1980s, to electrical and computerized lighter cars in the 1990s which were weaker, the Range Rover being supplanted with the Land Rover Discovery was kind of the same thing, in my opinion.

Now, to confuse you even more, the Land Rover Defender, which was manufactured from 1948 through 2016, is far superior to both the Range Rover and the Land Rover Discovery.  Even ten year old used Land Rover Defenders in the United States with 100,000 miles on them, still sell for $70,000 to $100,000.  The Land Rover Defenders are the Safari vehicles that you see on television in the national parks of Africa.

Here is a 1990 Land Rover Defender:

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In 2015, I saw a forest green color 1980s Range Rover sitting outside of a repair garage in Dickinson for several months in the same spot.  I stopped at this garage and went inside to ask if this Range Rover was for sale, and a mechanic told me that this was a customer car.  I asked the mechanic about Range Rovers like this one, and he cautioned me that parts were very expensive.

In 2016, I saw another forest green color 1980s Range Rover in Dickinson that was often parked downtown.  I asked several people if they knew who owned this vehicle, and someone told me who the owner was.  I was looking forward to speaking to the owner of this Range Rover, to ask him about his vehicle, when I saw him.

In 2017, I saw the owner of this forest green color 1980s Range Rover in Dickinson at the grocery store downtown.  When I asked him, if I could ask him about his Range Rover, he very rudely said no.  In my entire life, and I was 48 at the time, this was the only person who was ever rude to me about me expressing an interest or curiosity about their vehicle.  But this is Dickinson, North Dakota, where people are hostile and uncooperative.

I asked a co-worker of this person, if this person was like this all the time, and I was told yes, he is.  His co-worker said that he was told, that this person has about eight to ten of these Range Rovers, which I find hard to believe, because I keep an eye out for them.  The only 1980s body style Range Rovers that I have seen in Dickinson in the past five years, are two forest green ones, and one white one.

The owner of the white color 1991 Range Rover began working elsewhere in Dickinson in 2017, but I still see her occasionally.  This past week when I saw her, she told me that she and her husband are trying to sell this white 1991 Range Rover and a 2nd Range Rover parts vehicle for a total of about $3,500.  It is listed for sale on Facebook Classifieds.

I contacted her husband by private message on Facebook, and he replied back that he had already turned down an offer of $2,000.  I will wait and see what happens. Here is one more picture of this vehicle that is now for sale in Dickinson:

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I am not looking forward to working on any vehicle, especially an expensive foreign made vehicle, where parts are expensive and hard to find.  That is why I did not offer very much money.  However, for someone who likes to work on vehicles, and who likes the characteristics and appearance of these 1980s Range Rovers, $3,500 with a 2nd parts Range Rover included is a good deal.

Teal Swan Video

I have been watching Teal Swan videos on YouTube for several months, but I have not shared one of these videos yet on my blog website, because they are often hard to understand, or they express an intellectual philosophy that I do not agree with.

I am not going to try to explain Teal Swan completely in this blog post, as you will see, she believes in the Far-East philosophies of Yoga, Meditation, Hinduism, and natural medicine.

People like Teal, try to find a comfortable, peaceful, serene, beautiful, positive energy place to live and spend their time, with other like-minded people.  You might see people like Teal in Flagstaff, Sedona, Sante Fe, San Francisco, or other small mountain towns in California, Arizona, Utah, New Mexico, or Colorado.

What I do agree with Teal on, is trying to live in a comfortable, peaceful, serene, beautiful, positive energy natural environment, where you can contemplate life, and nothing unnatural, unhealthy, or restrictive is forced on you, such as a ridiculous and confining job, noise, traffic, ignorance, ugliness, or badly behaving people.

I have a tremendous amount of frustration living in Dickinson, North Dakota, and in trying to explain Dickinson.  The people here in Dickinson are not the slightest bit aware that they are any different than people elsewhere.  For instance, the people in Dickinson spend thousands of dollars modifying heavy-duty diesel pick-up trucks that are already loud, to make them even louder.  Then, they leave these loud heavy-duty diesel trucks idling outside of where they live, so that every resident within 400 ft has to listen to it.

In Dickinson, North Dakota, there is a constant effort among ignorant people, who make up 20% to 40% of the population, to disturb the peace and quiet somehow.  If it isn’t full throttling a large diesel truck, old car, street racer, or motorcycle on a 25 mph residential street up to 50 mph, it’s playing ghetto music with a 2,000 watt amplifier.

Something else about Dickinson that I hate, is the ignorance about beauty, sex, sexuality, and normal, healthy human behavior.  Somehow, from when the first homesteaders arrived in Dickinson in the 1890s, the idea of beauty in anything has been destroyed.  The absence of the idea of beauty is apparent everywhere, and particularly in women.  The women in Dickinson have no desire to be attractive, so they aren’t.

In addition to the absence of beauty, especially in women, the North Dakotans have eliminated romance, sensuality, sex, and sexuality.  In a way, North Dakotans have reduced people to behaving like cattle, horses, pigs, or chickens.  Higher human thoughts, feelings, and emotions are ignored, repressed, and suppressed.

Commentors to my blog website, sometimes write that I appear to be an angry, rotten, bitter person.  Yes, I am angry all the time living in Dickinson, North Dakota.  Most of the people here, don’t even know how fucked up it is, or how backwards it is, which just adds to my anger and frustration.  Like people here not being able to understand the value or the desire to have peace and quiet, or not have your property stolen.

In this video below, Teal Swan explains that not getting what you want, and not being able to live like you want, will have a negative effect on your health.  The people living in Dickinson, and especially the Heidi Heitkamp people, need to pay very close attention following the 6:50 minute mark in this video:

Usually, I leave an annoying or irritating comment after watching Teal’s videos, because I like her.  If you watch this video, Teal explains that it is important to do what you feel like doing.

It Seems Like Reckless Drivers Never Get Caught In Dickinson, North Dakota

On Thursday of this week, I was at a stop sign in downtown Dickinson getting ready to make a right turn onto Villard Street and drive west, when two motorcycles went by going 80 mph to 100 mph travelling east.

I came to a complete stop, as did one westbound car on Villard Street, one eastbound car on Villard Street, one truck that was just entering Villard Street from the south, and one woman walking her dog.  We all couldn’t believe it, and we all stopped expecting there to be some kind of a crash.

I could see that the two motorcycles slowed down some when they got to the intersection at 10th Avenue East.  There was no crash, this time.

I don’t see how people who ride motorcycles like this, live for even one week, or how they even still exist.  I sincerely believe that they don’t need to exist, and that the World would be a much better place without them.

The 25 mph to 35 mph section of Villard Street through downtown Dickinson is probably the most dangerous place to drive 80 mph to 100 mph.  Vehicles driving on Villard Street or entering Villard Street do not expect anyone to be driving this fast, and they couldn’t see or react to a motorcycle going this fast anyway.

It’s not a very good thing to have someone who is suicidal driving around Dickinson, but it is much worse that they could likely kill, cripple, or severely injure someone else who was just merely going to the grocery store or driving home from work to be with their family.

The Police in Dickinson would be able to do very little in the moment of watching a motorcycle go this fast past them, they would be unable to catch up to them.  All they could do would be to try to identify the helmet of the rider, his jacket, the color of the motorcycle, and anything unusual about the faring, gas tank, or something else.  Then, contact other Dickinson Police and Highway Patrol to see where the motorcycle goes or turns off.

In the neighborhood where I live downtown, there is a house down the street where some of these reckless drivers originate.  Sometimes they take four wheelers out and drive about 50 mph on the 25 mph streets.  Again, they never seem to get caught by the Dickinson Police.  I don’t even know how the Dickinson Police could catch up to them in this residential area.

Tonight, at the apartment building where I live in downtown Dickinson, there was something like a small red Nissan, Mitsubishi, or Hyundai that has been lowered and has a belled-out exhaust, that went for a high speed drive around the neighborhood.  It drove about 60 mph for four blocks going north, then four or five blocks west, then five blocks south, then back here.  This took about three minutes, and I could hear this car the whole time.

I didn’t know that this car was coming back here, but when they got back into the apartment building parking lot and revved the car engine, I was very angry.  I didn’t like listening to this car that was way too loud, and I didn’t like them driving recklessly in this neighborhood.  Many of the four way intersections in this neighborhood do not have stop signs because they expect people to be driving slowly and to yield.

If I would have gone down there, because these people are already stupid assholes who I don’t even think should exist or live here, the situation would have escalated to where I was the one who would be arrested by the Police and subsequently be evicted.  The Dickinson Police will never ever catch these people driving recklessly through Dickinson, but if I were to do something to them, I would be arrested, be evicted, and lose my job.

In order to not be in a situation like this, I shouldn’t live in a town with so many white trash and criminals, it is certain there will be conflicts.

Banks’ Role In The Coming Real Estate Collapse In Dickinson, North Dakota

In this blog post, I am going to explain the Banks’ role in the coming real estate collapse in Dickinson, North Dakota.  I believe that the Banks will be 20% of the cause for the coming real estate collapse in Dickinson.

The price of oil dropping from over $100 per barrel down to $40 per barrel in late 2014 and early 2015 is what caused the oil boom to come to an end in North Dakota.  The oil companies did not want to pump oil out of the ground, perform exploration, and drill new oil wells if they could not make a profit.  The number of operating oil drill rigs in North Dakota went from over 250, down to less than 50.

About 70% to 80% of the oil field jobs went away in North Dakota after the end of the oil boom in 2015.  70% to 80% of the out-of-state workers returned to the states where they came from.  I believe that the end of the oil boom in North Dakota will be 30% of the cause of the real estate collapse in Dickinson, North Dakota.

What North Dakotans should realize, is that 20% of the cause of the coming real estate collapse in Dickinson, is how local people treated the out-of-state workers.  There are some things that North Dakotans never understood.  From 2007 through 2014, many areas in the United States were in a recession.  It wasn’t the prospering people with jobs who came to North Dakota during the oil boom, it was the people who were having financial difficulty or were completely broke.

The majority of people who came to North Dakota during the oil boom, they didn’t have very much money or any money, that is why they came in the first place.  When they got here, old one bedroom apartments that had recently been $300 per month, were now $1,500 per month.  Many people slept in their vehicles at Wal-Mart, Tiger Truck Stop, and Patterson Lake.  Many people slept in the bushes, under bridges, along the railroad right-of-way, and on canal banks in Dickinson.  There was no homeless shelter in Dickinson.

Stark County residents, politicians, business owners, and property owners did not want Man-Camps, temporary oil field housing, in Stark County, so they were not permitted.  These temporary portable housing units, could have been set up in a matter of months to alleviate the housing shortage in Dickinson.  It appeared that the end goal of the local people, was to force the out-of-state workers to have to rent, lease, or purchase the existing locally owned housing, or new housing that they would build.

The new apartments that were built in Dickinson, they rented for $2,000 to $3,000 per month.  That’s $24,000 to $36,000 per year in rent, that wasn’t even for something they would own, that money was just gone.  All of the out-of-state workers felt like they were being gouged.  The cost of rent, and the way that the out-of-state workers were treated by the local people, the local company owners, the local co-workers, the local Police, made the out-of-state workers make up their minds that they would leave North Dakota, and always think badly of North Dakota.

Another way to put it, is like this, thousands of out-of-state workers who left where they came from because they were making little or no money, would have willingly made North Dakota their permanent home, if they would not have been gouged so bad on housing, and been treated with hostility by local people.  The funny thing is, the desire of the property owners to make a killing in a hurry, is one of the primary reasons why there is going to be a real estate collapse in Dickinson, they drove everyone away.

Something else that is funny, is that because Stark County did not permit Man-Camps, temporary oil field housing units, and instead wanted there to be construction of new apartment buildings, town homes, and houses, the occupancy rates at the new apartment buildings and old apartment buildings is now about 50%.

If Stark County would have permitted temporary Man-Camps to operate for three years, and then not renewed their permits when the oil boom was over, the occupancy rates at apartment buildings in Dickinson might now be at 80%, with higher rents, and a higher demand for houses.  I am going to put 20% of the cause of the coming real estate collapse in Dickson on the refusal to permit temporary Man-Camps in Stark County, which has led to an over supply of apartments, town homes, and houses in Dickinson.

So far, I have listed the causes of the coming real estate collapse in Dickinson as:  30% end of oil boom;  20% gouging and mistreatment of out-of-state workers which drove them out of North Dakota;  20% denial of temporary Man-Camps which resulted in an over supply of apartments, town homes, and houses.

I began this blog post by stating that 20% of the cause of the coming real estate collapse in Dickinson will be the Banks.  The Bank owners know that the oil boom has ended, that 70% to 80% of the oil field jobs have gone away, that 70% to 80% of the out-of-state workers have returned to the states where they came from, that there is an over supply of housing in Dickinson, and that the occupancy rates at the new apartment buildings, and the old apartment buildings is now at about 50%.

Despite what the Chambers of Commerce, politicians, business owners, real estate agents, real estate developers, property owners, and other spokespeople say, or what newspapers, trade journals, and magazines write about the oil boom coming back, or the local economy growing, the Bank owners have a different view, which they aren’t openly sharing.

In my previous blog post, I wrote about my recent experience, and my two neighbors’ recent experience in trying to obtain a home loan with local banks in Dickinson.  Even though my two neighbors could demonstrate the required income level, income history, and a stable job history in Dickinson, they were still turned down for a home loan.

In other parts of the country, myself and my two neighbors would have been given a home loan based on income level, credit history, and purchase price of the home.  What is different about Dickinson, is that there is an over supply of housing, and Dickinson is just coming down from an oil boom.

The owners of the local banks in Dickinson, in my case for instance, where several local banks told me that they were instructed to not loan money on any manufactured home no matter how much land was involved, no matter what, indicates to me that the local bank owners expect to be facing a great deal of home loan foreclosures.

Getting to the point, if you don’t already see it for yourself, is that if the local bank owners in Dickinson don’t want to grant many or any home loans, what do you think that this will do to the real estate market?  Who is going to be able to sell their $100k, $200k, $300k, $400k home in Dickinson, if no bank will grant a home loan to a buyer?

Will it matter if your home is appraised at $200k or $300k, if no one can buy it?

End of oil boom, 70% to 80% of out-of-state workers leaving, over supply of housing and occupancy rates of 50%, and Bank owners not wanting to grant home loans, what do you think is going to happen to the price of housing in Dickinson?

Suspicious Behavior Of Bank Lending In Dickinson, North Dakota

This is going to be a quick blog post about suspicious behavior of bank lending in Dickinson, North Dakota.  Actually, it’s about banks not lending money.

I own a home that is paid for in Idaho, and I would like to be able to return and live there.  In the past seven years, I have worked some in Utah and Texas, but for about five of these years I have worked in North Dakota.

After the oil boom went away in North Dakota in 2015, since then about 70% to 80% of the oil field jobs went away.  Consequently, 70% to 80% of the out-of-state oil field workers returned to the states where they came from.

By 2017, the occupancy rates at the newly completed apartment buildings and the old apartment buildings in Dickinson became 50% or less.  Apartment rent, home rent, and home sale prices began to decrease throughout Dickinson.

In the summer of 2017, I got a very good deal on an apartment in downtown Dickinson.  However, I soon came to find that the crime in this area of downtown Dickinson was very bad primarily due to drug dealing, people being on drugs, and people stealing to get money for drugs.

In the Spring of 2018, mostly because I was tired of the drug dealing and drug activity at the apartment building where I live in downtown Dickinson, I began looking for a very cheap home to purchase.  I found a manufactured home on its own property for sale in Belfield for $25,000.

This 3br/1ba manufactured home in Belfield on its owned 75 ft x 140 ft lot would have been good for me.  I went and looked at it with the realtor, and it was fine with me.  So far, neither myself or about thirty other prospective buyers, have been able to get a loan from any bank in North Dakota for this manufactured home.

For myself and all of the other prospective buyers who looked at this $25,000 manufactured home, the combined payments for the loan, home insurance, and property tax, would have been less than rent payments anywhere in western North Dakota.

The four or five banks that I spoke to or went to in Dickinson, they each had their reasons for not wanting to loan money on a manufactured home at this time.  It wasn’t a matter of credit history or income, the local banks in Dickinson didn’t even want to initiate a loan application for a manufactured home, even on owned land.

For this particular case, I got the impression that each of the local banks in Dickinson that I went to, that someone much higher up, the bank owners, were scared to death of being stuck owning manufactured homes.

From 2009 through 2014 during the oil boom, the rent on this 3br/1ba manufactured home would have been about $2,000 per month.  Back then, just one year of rent would have been $24,000.  Now, the rent on this manufactured home would be about $500 per month, or $6,000 per year.  So why are the banks so scared of loaning money on something like this, on a 75 ft. x 140 ft. lot?

As a second example, one of my neighbors who lives in the same apartment building as me in downtown Dickinson, this couple wanted to buy a house not far from here, in order to get away from the drug dealing and drug activity in this building.  Even though this man has had a good paying job for the past four years with the same company in Dickinson, he was turned downed for his home loan.

As a third example, another one of my neighbors, who owes about $19,000 on his current small home in downtown Dickinson, he wanted to buy another nearby home that was larger.  He wanted to move into the larger home, and rent out his smaller home that was nearly paid for.  He has had a fairly good paying job with the same company in Dickinson for the past eight years, and he was turned down for his home loan.

For the past twenty years in the United States, banks have routinely lent money to people to buy homes that they could not afford.  These loans were called “liar loans”, because the borrower could not demonstrate their ability to pay without lying about their income, sources of income, money in savings, assets, and debts.

In the three examples that I gave up above about myself and my neighbors attempting to borrow money from a bank in Dickinson, North Dakota to buy a home, it wasn’t that the borrower did not have the income to make the mortgage payments, or the income history.

It seems like the banks are just scared to loan money for a home purchase in Dickinson at this time, in any case.  To me, this signifies two beliefs by the local bank owners.  One, that they expect many people to lose their jobs in Dickinson in the near future and be unable to make their mortgage payments.  And two, that the bank owners don’t want to be stuck owning homes in Dickinson when people default on their home loans, because homes will be worth less and less, with no one wanting them or being able to buy them.

In other words, I think that this shows that the owners of the banks in Dickinson, think that Dickinson is going to fail and collapse.  Actions speak louder than words, watch what a person does, not what he says.

Really Bad Day With My Truck

Ten months ago, someone in Dickinson stole one of my trucks.  I posted and handed out flyers in Dickinson, South Heart, Belfield, and New England.  After about four or five days, some people telephoned me to tell me who had my stolen truck.

The person who stole my truck was well known to the Dickinson Police and the Stark County Sheriff Department.  He already had a warrant out for his arrest on drug and possession of stolen property charges.

The person who stole my truck, was convinced by different people that he would be better off if he gave this truck up, which he did.  But it was missing at least $1,500 in tools and equipment when I got it back.  Also, the good new tires had been swapped with very bad tires that had the tread coming off and wire sticking out.

I got a good deal on a set of four used tires, and a reasonable price to get them mounted on the truck wheels.  Bit by bit I have been replacing what was stolen out of this truck, the truck bed tool box, spare tire, tool set, tow strap, jumper cables, etcetera.

The person who stole my truck, in addition to taking my good new tires, he swapped some other parts off this truck.  He replaced the completely bad front axle constant velocity joints in this truck, CV joints, with used shaft assemblies from another truck.  One of the front axle seals was leaking since I got my truck back, and I have to re-fill the front axle differential about every 700 miles.

The used replacement front axle shaft assemblies that came from another truck, the CV joints are going bad, so even though the U-joints are sealed, I was going to try to stuff grease into them today in order to try to make them last a little bit longer.  A car dealership in Dickinson quoted me about $750 to replace the front CV joints.

At about 4:30 p.m. today I was putting the front wheels of this truck on ramps in my friend’s driveway so that I could get under the CV joints easier to grease them, when he started yelling about needing new studs.  I didn’t know what the hell he was yelling about, and I wished that he would have kept his mouth shut until I was done driving up onto the ramps.

I got out and looked at the driver’s side front wheel, and it was missing three out of five lug nuts.  This made me very angry for several reasons.  Driving on Hwy 22 or Hwy 85, I could have gotten killed or had a very bad accident if this front wheel had come off, or I could have gotten someone else killed.

At first I thought that someone had undone my wheel lug nuts to cause me to have an accident, but as I looked closer, I could see that three of the five wheel stud bolts were broken off.  I had checked every lug nut on every wheel with a lug wrench about three months ago, and I couldn’t understand what had happened.

I was trying to figure out what happened, and I was thinking that I should just take this truck to the dealer and let them replace the front axle shaft assemblies and CV joints.  My friend persuaded me that he had some spare wheel stud bolts, we could take the brake caliper off, the wheel rotor off, and get to the wheel stud bolts.

We got the brake caliper and wheel rotor off, knocked the broken stud bolts out of the hub, and my friend did not have any wheel stud bolts that fit this hub.  Meanwhile, ever since I had driven the front tires up onto the ramps, my friend was going on and on talking, going off on irrelevant tangents, while I was trying to figure out what had happened, take things apart, and put them back together.  I would have liked to have driven away, but obviously I couldn’t.

My friend let me borrow his vehicle to go to the auto parts store to buy some wheel stud bolts.  At the auto parts store, the young man got the wrong part number stud bolts, because he was looking at 2-wheel drive, not 4-wheel drive.  I caught this before I left, but this added to my frustration a little bit.

When I got back to my truck at my friend’s house, the wheel stud bolts did not fit correctly in the wheel hub, the base diameter and the scoring was a little too big, but just slightly too big.  You could pound and pound on these wheel stud bolts with a hammer, and they would not seat in the wheel hub.

After a while, I got a bunch of large washers and put them on the wheel stud bolts, screwed on the lug nuts, got an air impact wrench, and tightened the lug nuts while beating the stud bolts in.  With a lot more work than should have been necessary, the wheel stud bolts seated in the wheel hub.  All the while, my friend would not stop talking about unnecessary things, things that were a nuisance distraction.

I was getting so mad, that I was thinking about calling a tow truck to just drag my truck onto the bed, wheel and rotor off, brake caliper dragging on the ground, doing hundreds of dollars of damage to my truck, just to get the fuck out of there.  I was going to tell the tow truck driver, no I don’t want to put the wheel on, just drag it, I can’t take listening to this guy for one more minute, he won’t shut up.

I got everything back together, and the wheel back on.  I could tell that I did some damage to the threads on a couple of the stud bolts during the extra effort to seat them, because two of the lug nuts were very difficult to turn for most of the way.  But five stud bolts with lug nuts, is much better than only having two stud bolts with lug nuts.

I began greasing the CV joints and turning the wheel in order to get to each universal joint bearing, and my friend came out of the house to point out to me that I was not tightening the lug nuts as I was turning the wheel.  I explained that I knew that, I was turning the wheel to get to each universal joint bearing to grease it, which is what I started out to do in the first place.

After I had put all of the tools away, I looked at the three broken wheel stud bolts. They each had rust or oxidation on the broken ends, which means that they had been broken off for a while.  The only explanation, since I had checked every wheel lug nut with a lug wrench about three months ago, was that the person who stole my truck, and the person who mounted my used tires ten months ago, they both saw and knew that three of the five wheel stud bolts were broken.  Since they were able to get three, four, or five turns of the lug nuts onto the broken wheel stud bolts, they acted like nothing was wrong.

With only three, four, or five turns of a lug nut onto a broken stud bolt, it was only a matter of time before the lug nuts popped off.  The tires were mounted on the wheels, and put back on this truck in September of last year, when it was cooler.  Once it became so hot in June, with the metal hub, metal rotor, and metal wheel expanding slightly in the heat, this is probably what caused the three barely on wheel lug nuts to pop off.

About four days ago, there was a fatality on Hwy 22 south of Dickinson, where a pickup truck crossed into the opposite lane, and had a head-on collision with a tractor truck.  I could have had a fatal accident like this too, if this front driver’s side wheel would have come off my truck, which was going to happen very soon if my friend hadn’t noticed my wheel lug nuts were missing.

I was mad about this happening, why this happened, how this happened, the unexpected emergency repair, the difficulty of getting everything apart and then back together, and my friend talking non-stop the whole time while I was trying to work and figure this out.  I am very regretful that I got so mad, that I nearly called a tow truck to drag my truck away with the wheel and rotor off, to the dealer, just because I couldn’t stand to listen to my friend anymore.

The Criminality Of People In Dickinson, North Dakota

Yesterday evening, I heard some noise outside in the parking lot of the apartment building where I live in downtown Dickinson, North Dakota.  I looked out the window, and there was a City of Dickinson Police car, and a Stark County Sheriff truck.  It appeared that they were looking for an apartment resident in order to take them into custody.

In the one year that I have lived at this apartment building in downtown Dickinson, I would say that the Police or Sheriff have been here about fifteen times.  But that number would be too low, because the Police or Sheriff are here several times each month, and I am not even home half of the time, to witness the other times that they may have been here.

One of the frustrating things about living in Dickinson, North Dakota, is that the people here don’t even know that they are any different than people living elsewhere in the United States.  The criminality of people here, far exceeds any place else that I have ever lived.  I will give some examples.

The very first apartment building that I ever lived at, was in Gainesville, Florida. In the three years that I lived at this apartment building, where 50% of the residents were students, the Police might have shown up a total of two times.

The second apartment building that I ever lived at, was in Tampa, Florida.  In the two years that I lived at this apartment building, the Police might have shown up a total of three times.

At this apartment building where I live in Dickinson, the Police have shown up an estimated forty times this past year.  And, I wish that the Police would have shown up even more times than this, to handle the drug dealers, trespassers, suspicious acting people, reckless drivers, and other problems.

I began thinking about how to describe the criminality of people in Dickinson, North Dakota versus elsewhere.  Below I will give my estimate of the number of adults with a criminal record in the other areas where I have lived.

  • Town where I grew up in Florida………….18% of adults with criminal record
  • Gainesville, Florida………………………….18% of adults with criminal record
  • Tampa, Florida……………………………….20% of adults with criminal record
  • Flagstaff, Arizona……………………………..15% of adults with criminal record
  • Eastern Idaho…………………………………20% of adults with criminal record
  • Fort Worth, Texas……………………………..20% of adults with criminal record
  • Dickinson, North Dakota……………………..35% of adults with criminal record

If Dickinson, North Dakota would not have had an oil boom………..20% of adults with criminal record, just like most other places.

The high number of criminal people living in Dickinson, North Dakota is due to the oil boom.  The oil boom brought criminal people to Dickinson.  For some people with a criminal record, the oil boom in North Dakota would allow them to get a job without their criminal record in a different state being discovered.  For other people with a criminal record, it was primarily the rumor of high pay that brought them to Dickinson.

For some people with a criminal record, they moved to North Dakota with the expectation of either getting a high paying job, and if not, they would steal from the people with high paying jobs, or sell them illegal drugs.

The oil boom also turned some local people into criminals, after they were introduced to illegal drugs, they became a user, a dealer, or a thief in order to pay for their drug addiction.

At the oil field service companies and construction companies where I have worked in Dickinson, I would estimate that 40% to 45% of my male co-workers had a criminal record.  In previous blog posts, I wrote about looking up the company managers and foremen of the companies where I worked in Dickinson, and most of them had criminal records for assault, drug possession, and DUI.

At the convenience stores, fast food restaurants, restaurants, and bars in Dickinson, I would estimate that 35% of the women employees have criminal records for drug possession, bad check writing, assault, or DUI.

Dickinson, North Dakota is not like other places in the United States.  I have complained and written blog posts about the Police in Dickinson following people around, trying to come up with a reason to pull them over and question them.  I was complaining that the Police were treating everyone like they were suspected of being a criminal.  The truth is, that about one out of three people in Dickinson is a criminal, and they act like it.

Asshole With A Silver Camaro In Dickinson, North Dakota

This week in Dickinson, I had to work on a project on 21st Street West, just to the west of Evergreen Assisted Living and Runnings Farm & Ranch store.

On this section of 21st Street West, the speed limit is 25 mph hour.  This is very near the exits to Evergreen, Runnings, Whiting Petroleum, the Big Sky Plaza, Four Seasons Car Wash, town homes, apartments, and houses.

On the north side of 21st Street West in this area, there is a frontage road that parallels 21st Street West, and provides access to the residential driveways.  You could expect that people would drive even more slowly on this frontage road, because it is not a through street.

While I was working, a couple of times during the day, a silver Chevy Camaro caught my attention because the driver was hot-rodding and speeding on 21st Street West and the frontage road on the north side of 21st Street West.

All day, there were bucket trucks and utility trucks from Consolidated Telecom and Cable TV companies parked on the frontage road performing work, with workers walking to and from their vehicles, getting in and out of their vehicles.  At the same time, there were pedestrians walking on the frontage road and sidewalk, and very small children walking on the frontage road and the sidewalk.

Twice, in order to go faster than the cars travelling 25 mph on 21st Street West, the driver of the silver Camaro exited onto the frontage road, and quickly accelerated to 40 mph, passing up the vehicles that were on 21st Street West.

This was very dangerous, because all of the homeowners, workers, pedestrians, and children had the expectation that people would be driving at about 15 mph on this frontage road, not 40 mph.

It appeared that the driver of this silver Camaro was making a right turn onto 10th Avenue West, and resides in one of the Prairie subdivision homes.

I hope that if this driver is someone’s kid, that this blog post is shown to the parents so that they can consider not allowing their kid to drive this car anymore.  If the driver of this Camaro is an adult, they need to be told that what they are doing is wrong.

Most people do not drive their vehicle at 40 mph on a side street in front of people’s homes, because they do not want to hit and kill someone’s child that runs out into the street or steps out from behind a parked vehicle.  Most people recognize that 40 mph is too fast to stop in time if a homeowner backs out of their driveway from behind a tree, fence, or parked vehicle.

In any case, I don’t expect the driver of this Camaro to keep it for very long due to getting their license suspended or wrecking their car, if they keep driving the way they have been.  I hope that they don’t kill someone or someone’s kid.

Upsetting YouTube Video From A Vlogger That I Follow

A couple of months ago, I began watching YouTube videos from a guy named Dave who lives in California.  Dave is in his early 30s, and he tries to live out of his vehicle, not work at a job, and spend as little money as possible.

I don’t want to give the name of Dave’s YouTube channel, because I don’t want to upset him or embarrass him.  I am embarrassed for him, and I feel sorry for him.

There are more than several YouTube vloggers that I follow who are trying to not have a normal job, and instead earn money from the videos that they upload to YouTube, gaining views, subscribers, patrons, and donations.

I have mixed feelings about the YouTubers that I follow.  A few of them are so professional, talented, and have so may followers, that they seem like successful people.  However, the majority of the YouTubers that I follow, what they do is almost like begging, begging to an audience of thousands of people.

The begging that I am talking about, is where in one video they are positive and upbeat, with entertaining content, and in the next video they are giving the complete story on how their vehicle broke down, how they are stranded, that they don’t know what to do, and that they don’t have any money.

Myself and thousands of YouTube viewers feel sorry for these vloggers when they describe their current catastrophe.  Many people send them money, mostly just $5 to $20, but this brings in hundreds or thousands of dollars, from people wanting to help.  I suspect that many times, some of these YouTube vloggers begging for help during an unexpected financial crisis, probably end up receiving so many donations that they have a financial windfall.

But when I think about it more, most of the people who watch YouTube videos, they work at WalMart, convenience stores, are teachers, hair dressers, cooks, construction workers, they have just as many problems in their life as these YouTubers, but they work at normal jobs for forty hours or more per week so that they can pay for their own emergencies.  Why should the people who go to work at jobs for forty hours per week or more, send money to bail out people who do not work?

When I think about it, these YouTube vloggers are very self-centered and selfish people.  They don’t want to work, because they are lazy, don’t like being told what to do, and don’t like getting up in the morning, but they think that everyone else should send them money so that they don’t have to work at a job.

The other sad thing, and selfish thing, especially among the YouTube vloggers who travel, is that when they get into trouble, not only do they beg viewers to send money, but they inevitably turn to their parents for assistance.  If you look at the situations that they get themselves into, you would ask yourself, how does a person who does not have a job, expect to be able to travel to far away places or foreign countries without enough money to cover everything?  They did practically everything they could to create a situation where they would have an emergency, so why bail them out of the situation that they created for themselves?

So on the one hand, I am aware that these YouTube vloggers believe that they should not have to work at a normal job, and other people should pay for their lifestyle, which I think is very selfish, but on the other hand, I am entertained by the things that they do, which is why I watch their videos.

In the case of Dave who is in his early 30s, there are many jobs that he could do.  I think that Dave could even be a manager of a small business.  But Dave does not want to work.  I believe that at one time he probably had normal jobs, and I don’t know if customers, co-workers, or bosses upset him so bad, that he won’t work anymore.

Dave spends his days working on his vehicle, supposedly getting it ready for travel, doing errands, going skateboarding, getting take-out food, and making YouTube videos.  For the past two months, he has been parked in the driveway at his mother’s house in California.

His mother’s house appeared to be a small two bedroom, one bathroom house in a lower middle class neighborhood.  It also became apparent that this was the house that Dave had grown up in.  It looked like Dave’s mother was single, that Dave was an only child, and that his mother did not get onto him about getting a job, getting married, or getting a place of his own to live in.

In Dave’s YouTube video this evening, he began explaining why he hadn’t been able to make a video recently, he said that his mother was being kicked out of her house, after thirty years of living there.  So I guess his mother didn’t own this house, had been renting it for thirty years, and now the landlord wanted much more money for rent.

Oh my God, Dave’s mother must be about 60 years old, and now she is losing her house.  During her working years, her income kept pace with the cost of the rent on this small modest house, but not anymore.  Meanwhile, her 30 year old son Dave was not working, not contributing towards rent and utilities, probably not even paying for food, and he spent his days working on his vehicle, skateboarding, and making YouTube videos.

This is really tragic.  If Dave would have taken a job working at a convenience store, where he could have contributed $500 per month toward rent, his mom might have been able to stay in this house.  Now that I think about it, the landlord might have driven by this house, saw that her 30 year old son was living there, and figured that he should be charging more money for rent if two working adults were living there.

Dave was upset in today’s video because the small place that his mom was moving to several cities away, was like a mother-in-law quarters at some other family’s house, so he wouldn’t be able to stay there in the driveway in his vehicle.

This is very sad to me, that it looks like Dave’s mother can barely afford to survive on the income that she has, and her son doesn’t even consider that he should get a job.  He just plans on continuing to spend his days skateboarding and playing around.