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Liking And Hating The Police In Dickinson, North Dakota

Sometimes I like, and sometimes I hate, the Police in Dickinson, North Dakota. I don’t want to be completely ungrateful, sometimes the Police in Dickinson are decent and helpful.

On average, I have some type of interaction with the Police in Dickinson, about once per month. In the five years that I have lived in Dickinson, I have never once had any trouble whatsoever or negative interaction with the Stark County Sheriff Deputies.

The only times that I have had to deal with the Stark County Sheriff Deputies, is when I have intentionally contacted them. In these instances, the Sheriff Deputies have been very helpful and cooperative. All the other times that I have been driving, working, and living in Dickinson, the Stark County Sheriff Deputies have seemed to completely ignore me, and leave me alone.

The complete opposite happens with the City of Dickinson Police. For the five years that I have lived in Dickinson, whenever I go anywhere, the Police watch me and follow me like I am a criminal involved in illegal activity. I have been sick and tired of this for the past four years.

There is very little to do in Dickinson, and very few place to go. One of the few things that you could do, would be to go out in the evening after work and have drinks with dinner at a restaurant or sports bar, but you can’t even do that because the Police in Dickinson are so eager and aggressive in stopping people for DUI.

I have totally given up on going to any bar in Dickinson, or any restaurant and having an alcohol drink, because the Police are determined that you are going to get a DUI. I feel like I can’t even drive anywhere in Dickinson without the Police wanting to follow me, stop me, and try to arrest me for something.

For instance, about six months ago I was sitting in a restaurant on Villard Street in Dickinson, and my neighbor who is in his 40s, was sitting with his wife and another couple at the table across from me. These two couples do not drink alcohol, use drugs, or act wild, they go to Church a couple of times each week, and they perform Church charity and volunteer work, which takes up much of their free time. They are always very sober people, I see them and I talk to them every other day.

My neighbor and his wife exited the restaurant parking lot onto Villard Street in their fairly nice truck, about two minutes before I did. When I pulled out onto Villard, I saw that my neighbor and his wife had been stopped by the Dickinson Police about four blocks away.

I stopped and asked my neighbor what was going on, and he said, “I have a headlight out on my truck, and the Police pulled me over for that, but they want to go through the whole have you been drinking routine, and run my driver’s license, check my insurance and registration, I’ll be O.K.”

I hate driving anywhere in Dickinson, because it is so predictable, that the Police are going to be right on you, follow you, and try to stop you for something, to try to get you for a DUI, or some other criminal charge. I got stopped by the Police in Dickinson on Villard Street last night, because I had a headlight out on my truck. This was just a reason to pull me over, to try to discover something else to charge me with.

I have thought about this, and I began to believe that each of the Dickinson Police officers want to make an arrest so bad, in order to keep their job, advance in their job, or be able to transfer to a different police department elsewhere. Unlike the Stark County Sheriff Deputies, who respond to calls or crimes that they witness, but otherwise leave people alone, the Dickinson Police are almost like they are stalking or hunting people just hoping to get them for something.

I am not going to re-write and re-tell the story from one of my previous blog posts, where the Drug Task Force in Dickinson had some undercover Police officers approach me in a bar and ask me again and again where they could buy drugs, so that they could arrest me for being a drug dealer.

Now having explained that I am tired of the Dickinson Police always acting like they want to get me for something when I am driving anywhere in Dickinson, I should probably also explain that I rely on and count on the Dickinson Police to show up when I call them.

Just off the top of my head, I can recall three different instances where a mentally disturbed criminal person went bezerk downtown in Dickinson and began attacking people, and I had to call 911. As an aside, these three people weren’t from Dickinson, they were recently arrived people, who immediately got into trouble repeatedly, and eventually had to either leave town or stay in jail.

One time I witnessed someone committing a certain type of theft in Dickinson, not petty theft, I called 911, described the situation, got in my vehicle, followed the person until the Dickinson Police could catch up, and they caught the person with the stolen property in his vehicle, and he confessed to stealing it.

I have had to call the Police about three or four times to where I live in Dickinson, most recently last week. A person that I did not recognize as a resident of my building, was passed out on the stairs at 3:00 a.m., not in a peaceful slumber, but as if he was too drugged or intoxicated to be able to get up or move.

When I have telephoned the Police in Dickinson, they usually arrive fairly quickly and handle the situation adequately, so I need to give the Police in Dickinson credit and show some appreciation.

I am facing a dilemma now, I have counted on the Dickinson Police to show up when I telephone them after witnessing a crime that has been committed or a crime that is still in progress, however I am sick of the Dickinson Police following me so that they can pull me over and try to arrest me for something.

I am starting to feel like Black people who live in inner cities, don’t trust the Police, don’t talk to the Police, don’t have anything to do with the Police, even if you see a crime being committed.

Dickinson North Dakota Is In A Transition Period

January 18, 2018Uncategorizedeconomy in Dickinson North Dakota, guide to Dickinson North Dakota, housing in Dickinson North Dakota, Information on Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, oil boom in Dickinson North Dakota, oil boom over in Dickinson North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, what is Dickinson North Dakota Like, would you move to Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

It may be obvious to most of the people who are living here, that Dickinson, North Dakota is going through a transition period. However, people who live elsewhere in the United States have no way of knowing what is happening in Dickinson right now.

Dickinson, North Dakota experienced an Oil Boom that occurred from 2007 through 2014. This was Dickinson’s third Oil Boom. The first Oil Boom took place in the 1950s, and it was due to the discovery of oil in North Dakota. The second Oil Boom occurred from approximately 1978 through 1983. This third Oil Boom was due to advances in hydraulic fracturing and directional drilling technologies that allowed more profitable oil extraction in North Dakota.

What killed this third Oil Boom in North Dakota, was the price of oil dropping from over $100 per barrel down to $40 per barrel. When the price of oil was over $80 per barrel, it was profitable for oil companies to perform exploration, lease oil well sites, drill, and produce oil. When the price of oil was down around $40 per barrel, oil companies didn’t even want to pump very much of this oil out of the ground because they wouldn’t be making any profit from it.

Supposed reasons for the price of oil going from over $100 per barrel down to $40 per barrel, were over-production and over-supply in the U.S. It is more likely that the over-supply of oil and the price drop was due to intentional flooding of the oil market by OPEC producers in the Middle East.

The number of operating drill rigs in North Dakota went from over 200 during the Oil Boom, to less than 50 currently. Many oil field jobs went away. Less surveying, less road work, less site work, fencing, cattle guards, containment barriers, tank batteries, water hauling, sand hauling, drilling, directional drilling, fracturing, casing, wireline, work over, pump jacks, automation, controls, tanks, pipelines, welding, mechanics, electricians, roustabouts, truck drivers, less everything.

By the end of 2016, I would say that 60% to 80% of the oil field jobs had gone away. Most of the out-of-state workers returned to the states where they came from. It was not just that most of the oil field workers lost their jobs, could not get a replacement job, or could not get a job with overtime hours like they used to have, it was that all of the oil field workers knew that they could not afford the cost housing in North Dakota, and it was not very pleasant living in North Dakota because it was cold, there was no where to go, nothing to do, and there was a shortage of women.

Even by the end of 2014, after many new large apartment complexes and new hotels had been constructed in Western North Dakota, the cost of housing was still very high. In Dickinson, even up until the end of 2015, there was a large extended stay hotel on I-94 that had a banner advertisement on their building for rooms starting at $700 per week.

There was a lie going around the United States that everyone working in the oil field was making over $100,000 per year. This was far from being true. In the more than five years that I have lived here, I have only met three people who made more than $100,000 per year working in the oil field.

The $700 per week for the extended stay hotel room, most workers in Dickinson, who worked in retail, fast food, restaurants, or service industry, did not have a take home pay of $700 per week. The semi-skilled workers, construction workers, laborers, and roustabouts, had a take home pay of about $700 per week after taxes. This led to people sleeping in their cars at WalMart, sleeping in a tent in people’s backyards, and sleeping in the bushes where they could. This is not an exaggeration, I know all about this, myself and my friends lived like this.

Some of the cheapest old one-bedroom apartments, if you could even find one, rented for $1,500 per month, with one month’s rent security deposit, first month’s rent, and last month’s rent due at lease signing, that’s $4,500 due up front. Most of the workers who came to North Dakota did so out of economic desperation, and they didn’t have $4,500, which led to them sleeping in their cars at WalMart, the truck stop, etcetera.

I am re-telling all of this now, to paint the picture of why everyone who came to work in Western North Dakota during the Oil Boom, was so ready to leave when the Oil Boom was over. It was not just about jobs going away, it was about how unpleasant and difficult it had been living in North Dakota.

The lie had been told that everyone working in the oil field was making over $100,000 per year, in order to lure an abundance of workers to Western North Dakota, most of whom would be paid less than $16 per hour. These workers would fill the retail, fast food, restaurant, hospitality, and service worker jobs, but they would also fill every house, apartment, basement, cabin, trailer, hotel, and motel.

When the Oil Boom was over, all of the local people, the business owners and the property owners said, “Oh, it’s coming back. Hold on now, it’s coming back.” The kind of lying that got people from all over the U.S. to come to North Dakota looking for work, was now being done to try to keep everyone from leaving. But the Oil Boom didn’t come back, it was over.

By 2017, the occupancy rates at the newly completed large apartment complexes and the old apartment buildings, was approximately 50% or less. The occupancy rates at the RV parks, hotels, and motels, was approximately 20% or less. Rents began to decrease quite a bit, as there became competition amongst property owners and property managers to get tenants into their buildings. Home prices decreased also.

By 2016, some of the non-oil field businesses in Dickinson that I recall closing were, Wild Cat Pizza, Hobby Artz, Superior Laundry, The Pita Pit, and Evolution Fitness. By the end of 2017, some additional businesses that closed were Sears, JC Penny, one Family Fare grocery store location, Total Workforce Solutions, and the Elks Lodge vacated the upstairs of their own building to move into their basement.

By 2016, some of the few restaurants in Dickinson that had previously been open 24 hours, ceased staying open past midnight. For a time in 2016, all of the grocery stores and WalMart in Dickinson no longer stayed open 24 hours. Now WalMart does stay open 24 hours most of the time.

In 2016, many local young people who had graduated from high school in Dickinson or Dickinson State University during the Oil Boom and found employment right away, now had to move out of state to find employment in Montanna, South Dakota, Colorado, and Arizona.

By 2016, many entrepreneurs who had moved to Dickinson to start a business or a service during the Oil Boom, began closing down in order to move away and start over again in another state. By the end of 2017, there appeared to me to be another wave of entrepreneurs shutting down in Dickinson, to move away and start over elsewhere.

What inspired me to write this particular blog post about Dickinson going through a “Transition Period” right now, are two things. Three of the most visible and active members of the Dickinson community, three entrepreneurs, have recently announced on Facebook that they are moving away.

For these three people, I thought that Dickinson was their life-long home, they were so entrenched in everything, and so active in everything. It wasn’t until I read that they were leaving, and I then looked into everything that they were doing recently, that I realized that they had been trying to earn money doing several different jobs outside of what they normally do, in order to make money. I didn’t know that they were struggling, because I wasn’t paying attention.

In 2016 and 2017, I had to work at several different jobs outside of my normal job, in order to make enough money. Some of these jobs were physical labor jobs 12 hours per day, every day, for weeks. Some of these jobs were physical labor jobs for 15 hours per day, with an additional 2 hours of drive time each day. So I can understand that these three entrepreneurs were having a shortfall of money in Dickinson, because I have too, but I didn’t know that it had come to the point that they have to move away.

The second thing that inspired me to write this blog post about this “Transition Period” in Dickinson right now, is the theft and crime. In 2017, in Dickinson, there has been so much theft, crime, and drug overdoses.

In Dickinson this past year, there has been a great deal of vehicle, trailer, equipment, and tool thefts, again, and again. Thefts from businesses, homes, job sites, garages, and parked vehicles. Dickinson had very little theft prior to the Oil Boom, and even during the Oil Boom up until 2016. The theft in Dickinson now, is comparable to what goes on in a very bad neighborhood in Phoenix, Tampa, or Dallas.

There have been many drug overdoses in Dickinson this past year, with several fatalities. I can’t remember hearing about this amount of drug overdoses and fatalities during the Oil Boom, or anywhere else that I have ever lived.

What I think that the correlation is, between everything that I have described in this blog post, is that so many jobs have gone away in Dickinson, that people have coped by moving away immediately, moving away after trying to wait, moving away after trying to work additional jobs, staying and continuing to work multiple jobs, and other people cope by stealing and using illegal drugs.

Comments Today From A Local Reader In Dickinson, North Dakota

January 13, 2018Uncategorizedguide to Dickinson North Dakota, Information on Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, what is Dickinson North Dakota Likename withheld

Below I have copied the comments that I received today from a local reader in Dickinson, North Dakota. I am cautioning you now, that these comments will probably be offensive and upsetting to most people.

The purpose for me copying these comments and showing them, is so that everyone can see the hostility, hatred, anger, resentment, and unfriendliness that there is in Dickinson towards people from out of state.

All the members of the Chamber of Commerce can smile for the camera, all the real estate agents shown in the property listing guides can smile for the camera, and the Catholic Priests can smile in thier photographs, but Dickinson, North Dakota is full of hatred.

Here are the comments, just from today:

We wonder why there is so much unrest in this country. It’s because of niggers like you.
Please leave. Obviously a retard that can’t hold a job and has nothing better to do with his time.
This idiot writes nothing but dog shit. Don’t like it here? LEAVE!! We don’t want your kind here anyway!!!!
Fuck u nig. Out of state people should go back where they came from LEAVE AND DO US ALL A FAVOR!!
Fuck u nig. Fuck all niggers in the ass dry.
Fuck u nig. Coons and spooks ruin the world.
Porch monkey. Just another dipshit black saying woe is me. Go back to where you came from.
U have no comments here other than your a dumb nigger.
I heard niggers fuck goats.
KKK. Just another dumb nigger lookin for a hand out get a real job.
KKK. Dumb nigger.
KKK. Dumb fuckin niggers take your porch monkey ass back to Africa before you run into one of us.
Just another nigger lookin to hang from a tree.

Even though you might think that this is despicable, the local person who wrote these comments actually did something that was helpful. If you asked and asked the local people in Dickinson, what they felt, and what they believed, they wouldn’t tell you. Because this commentor was confident about their anonymity, they went ahead and said what they thought.

I have been writing for several years that the local people in Dickinson are hateful, hostile, uncooperative, mean, not helpful, and undermining at work, especially to out of state workers. Now that you can see that this is true, please consider this when evaluating whether you want to live and work in Dickinson, North Dakota.

Update On The Elks Lodge In Dickinson, North Dakota

January 12, 2018UncategorizedElks Lodge in Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

Back in August of 2017, I wrote a blog post article titled “Elks Lodge Calamity In Dickinson, North Dakota”. At that time, I had been informed by a life-long Dickinson resident, that the Elks Lodge would be vacating the upstairs of their own building, in order to move into the basement of their own building.

This was upsetting to me, because I thought that the Elks Lodge in Dickinson had a nice bar, restaurant, ball room, and kitchen facilities on the main upstairs level. Why in the world would they ever, ever even consider giving up, the upstairs to their building? Financial reasons? How could this be, Dickinson just experienced the biggest economic boom of anywhere in the United States from 2007 through 2014 during the oil boom?

I was told that the rumor was, a Church would be occupying the upstairs to the Elks Lodge building. This was all a shock to me, I couldn’t believe this. I wandered away, and I found another long time Dickinson resident, and I explained to him what I had just heard. This second person said to me, “Yes, I know, I was talking to Luke Simons, whose father is the pastor at the New Life Pentecostal Church, and they are supposedly going to take over the upstairs of the Elks Lodge building.”

I don’t want to express any more outrage and anger about this at this time, I already did this in my blog posts article “Elks Lodge Calamity In Dickinson, North Dakota.”

Today, this “Elks Lodge Calamity” article that I wrote back in August, received over 100 views in about a six hour period. I wondered what was going on. I looked through the Dickinson Elks Lodge Facebook page, and I saw a post from November 16, December 14, and January 2, that stated the upstairs of the Elks Lodge building was being vacated, and that the Elks Lodge would re-open in the basement in 2018.

I drove to the Elks Lodge building in Dickinson this evening, and I saw several work vans and equipment trailers belonging to Simons Homes Siding & Windows parked beside the upstairs of the building, because renovation work was being done to the upstairs.

I can not say for certain that Pastor Simons’ New Life Pentecostal Church will begin occupying the upstairs of the Elks Lodge Building, but this appears to be what is happening. It does seem certain that the Elks Lodge will now operate out of the basement of their own building.

I am sad about all of this, and I am not even a member of the Elks Lodge. I had had respect for the Elks Lodge, and I thought that they serve a good purpose.

I am not talking about the charity work of the Elks Lodge, I am talking about the successful people in the community having a place to gather and socialize, without disruption from riff-raff and naer-do-wells.

In any town, I believe that the successful business owners, insurance agents, real estate agents, car dealers, doctors, dentists, lawyers, and professional people, should have a place to go for lunch or dinner, with their wives and children, and be able to socialize amicably, and be able to relax with the certain knowledge that no one will be accosted inappropriately.

With admittance being restricted to members only, or invited guests of members, this was a way to ensure that everyone was going to be on good behavior. There was to be no foul, offensive, vulgar, crude, or inappropriate language. There was to be no fighting, threats, harassment, or intimidation. No out of control drunkeness, and no inappropriate behavior. The method of enforcement would be, loss of membership, and refusal of entry to those who violated the rules.

In my opinion, once this Elks Lodge in Dickinson began admitting non-members, this place was doomed. Why even be a member, why join, why pay dues? I would no longer look forward to dining at the Elks Lodge any more than I would Applebees, Perkins, Country Kitchen, or the King Buffet.

I don’t know why the Elks Lodge could not understand the following. If you are 55 years old, and you own a car dealership, or a large company, and you wish to take your wife and children out to dinner after a long day of work, you do not want you and your family to be seated beside oil field workers who have been drinking, who take enjoyment in becoming more and more inappropriate and obnoxious, in order to make local business owners and their families more and more uncomfortable at dinner.

Why should a life long resident of Dickinson, and a successful business owner, have to sit and eat dinner beside the lowest, most uneducated, ignorant white trash that you could find? The answer is, they don’t have to, they just will no longer come to the Elks Lodge, which is what I think happened.

I have heard from several people, that the Elks Lodge in Dickinson believed that they needed to bring in a younger crowd. Their belief was, that bringing in younger people, would increase membership overall.

Once you get over 40 years old, one of the most irritating things that there is, is young people. Young people are ignorant, they don’t know that they don’t know anything, they think that they know everything.

The successful business people that are over 40 years old, have probably paid off their primary home, purchased a vacation home, and are interested in making other investments in businesses, real estate, and stocks. 25 year olds, are probably still living at their mom and dad’s house, wearing baggy jeans that are sagging off their ass, and driving a lowered Honda Civic with a belled-out exhaust. Why would you think that these older successful people with money would want to be anywhere near hoodlum kids?

If there was a drop in membership at the Elks Lodge in Dickinson, it was probably due to admitting non-members and seeking to attract younger people.

The Truth About The World That You Should Know, The Sooner The Better, It’s Not Too Late

January 12, 2018UncategorizedCity Commission In Dickinson North Dakota, government in Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

My biggest regret in life, is that I didn’t know sooner, what I know now. I certainly don’t want to go back, and re-live my life over, but I do wish that I would have known more at an earlier age.

What I now think separates the small minority of truly successful people from the rest of us who have ordinary lives, is not intelligence, not emotional intelligence, not hard work, not ingenuity, not leadership, but something else.

I now think that people who have an accurate, solid understanding of the world, how it truly is, from an early age, have the most likelihood of being successful. Even if they aren’t highly intelligent, hardworking, or a leader.

Many times in my life, I have seen intelligence, hard work, ingenuity, and leadership not pay off. The field of engineering, for instance. Brilliant engineers developing and perfecting the pocket-sized scientific calculator, so that half of the engineering work force is no longer needed to make time consuming calculations. Brilliant engineers developing and perfecting AutoCAD, so that the best engineering draftsmen with a lifetime of experience can be replaced by $12 per hour high school graduates.

Let me put it this way, one person can spend a lifetime of working hard, and be broke by the time they are too old to work anymore, and another person can retire by the time they are 30 years old with more money than they will ever need. What separates these people?

I don’t think that it is intelligence, hard work, or other things that separate people, I think that it is in how well people truly understand the world, the way that it actually is, and from what age they understand the world.

I am almost 50 years old now, and I believe that the world is corrupt, unfair, treacherous, immoral, unethical, rigged, controlled, and manipulated. I wish that I would have understood this by the time that I was 12 years old. One of the reasons why I didn’t think like this or come to this understanding when I was young, was because I grew up in a middle-class household with both a mother and a father, in a peaceful, safe, friendly, pleasant town.

In my home growing up, in the schools that I went to, in the town that I lived in, there was fairness, justice, morality, ethics, kindness, charity, hospitality, an understanding of right and wrong, and a belief in God. I wasn’t prepared for the things that I would face when I left this town, and I was slow to catch on to the way that things actually were in the world.

I don’t know why my parents, grandparents, neighbors, teachers, and townspeople raised the children in this town this way. I don’t know if it was their idealism, thinking that this was the best way, or if this was just the easiest way for them. But it left me ignorant about the way things work.

Late in my life now, I am finding out all different kinds of things that I did not know about. For instance, I did not know what it was like to be discriminated against until I moved to Idaho, where it was 60% to 70% Mormon. I didn’t know about all the different kinds of mechanisms, practices, policies, procedures, customs, social networks, and business networks that come to bare to treat other people differently. Moving to North Dakota, the discrimination against non-local people was even worse than the discrimination from the Mormons.

But on a much, much greater scale, just about all of us in the United States have been kept ignorant about what is really going on in the world. We have been tricked, mis-treated, manipulated, lied to, and harmed in ways that most of don’t know or understand. I feel ignorant, stupid, and ashamed that I did not know.

Just like I wondered why my parents, grandparents, neighbors, teachers, and townspeople raised us children believing in certain things, I wondered why as adults we were all kept in the dark about what was really going on in the world. Was it just easier to keep everyone uninformed, too disruptive to let people know, or were most people thought to be too stupid to understand?

At the end of this blog post, I have included a link to a YouTube video. This YouTube video, is an audio recording that was made in 1967. This audio recording is 2-1/2 hours in length. In my lifetime, I have read about many of the incidents that are covered in this audio recording, but it has been hard for me to connect everything together in a mental timeline.

This audio recording made in 1967 covers:

The interest of wealthy European bankers in the 1700s, of influencing world events.
The interest of wealthy European bankers to consolidate world leadership.
The plot, manipulations, and reasons for the European bankers to start WWI.
The plot, manipulations, and reasons for the European bankers to create the Bolshevik Revolution in Russia.
The reasons for the European bankers to create the Federal Reserve Bank in the U.S.
The European bankers originating Communism, NAACP, ACLU, Anti-Defamation League, other Communist front organization, to disrupt society and politics.
The reasons for the creation of the Center On Foreign Relations, CFR.
The reasons behind Adolf Hitlers rise to power, his secret supporters, WWII.
The creation of the United Nations, and the intention of the United Nations to be the basis for the creation of a one world government.
The attempt of the European bankers to control all forms of media in the United States including television, radio, newspapers, and magazines, to be able to sway people’s opinions on war, government, politics, legislation, and religion.
The attempt of the European bankers to undermine religion in order to bring about a one world government.

I listened to this 2-1/2 hour audio recording, for about one hour at a time. I will probably listen to it for a 2nd time, and a 3rd time. I believe that the information is mostly true, from what I have read and learned elsewhere.

This audio recording is a little difficult to listen to, the information is so unsettling, that it becomes overwhelming, and you just can’t take in anymore information at one time.

The people who would benefit the most are young people, but it will be hardest for young people to listen to and understand.

I Don’t Want The Women On My List Of Attractive Women In Dickinson To Compromise

January 11, 2018Uncategorizedfinding a husband in Dickinson North Dakota, getting married in Dickinson North Dakota, guide to Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, what is Dickinson North Dakota Like, women in Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

Today, I was considering that I have two new women to add to my website list, “List Of Attractive Women In Dickinson, North Dakota”. I am hesitating to add them to this list, for several different reasons.

Both of these women are not married, one of them is about 21 years old, and the other one is 28 years old. The 21 year old is not off to a bad start, she is still finding herself. The 28 year old is just beginning to become professionally successful. For the 28 year old, I have tried several times to think of who she might date in Dickinson, and I can’t think of anyone.

To be honest, this upsetting problem has been weighing on my mind for a couple of years now. Though there is a shortage of women in Dickinson, and a scarcity of attractive women in Dickinson, for the few good, decent, intelligent, well mannered, well behaved attractive women in Dickinson, there isn’t anyone suitable for them to date.

If you go and look at my website list “List Of Attractive Women In Dickinson, North Dakota”, I am scared for all of the young unmarried women on this list, because I don’t know what they are going to do. Unless they get out of this area, or a miracle happens, I don’t see them finding a good enough husband in this area.

What I would like for the unmarried attractive women to find, is someone who is handsome, intelligent, well-educated, confident, well-mannered, thoughtful, and considerate. With these qualities, the wives will at least always have something. If he is not financially successful, at least they will have all the rest of his good qualities. If he loses his looks, at least they will have all the rest of his good qualities.

The easiest way for young women to find a husband like this, is to find a stand-out at a good College or University. I must emphasize the importance of it being a “good” College or University, not a college where people who graduate can not spell, use correct grammar, write, read with comprehension, know history, or much of anything.

The only other way that I know of for women to find a good husband, is to move to a metropolitan area, and socialize with as many professionally successful people as possible, and make a good impression. It does no good to socialize with professionally successful people, if you alienate them by acting foolish, unreliable, trashy, low class, or out-of-control when drinking.

Older professionally successful people, may be the best source of obtaining help or assistance in finding and identifying good quality unmarried males, but they won’t help young women who they don’t like.

I would like for the unmarried attractive women to find a husband like I am describing, so that they will have a husband who can be successful anywhere. Successful in a big city, in a large town, or in a small town, by virtue of his appearance, intelligence, education, confidence, and personality.

What I don’t want, is for the unmarried attractive women to marry a husband who is only able to be successful during an oil boom, or only be successful due to his family’s current local influence. These two factors, are actually an impediment to men being able to be successful elsewhere.

In writing this blog post, I realized that the miracle that these unmarried attractive women may need, is friends, family members, relatives, business contacts, social contacts, busy-body old women, and scheming old men, to assist in bringing together two people who would otherwise not have met.

These Protests And Lawsuits Are Good For Dickinson, North Dakota

January 10, 2018Uncategorizedbeing Black in Dickinson North Dakota, Carlos Royal Dickinson North Dakota, David Armendariz Dickinson North Dakota, guide to Dickinson North Dakota, Information on Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, School Superintendent Doug Sullivan Dickinson North Dakota, working in Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

I am becoming more and more encouraged when I read the Dickinson Press newspaper or Google Local News, and I learn about more protests and lawsuits in Dickinson, North Dakota. I am glad that all different kinds of people in Dickinson are protesting, fighting, and bringing their mistreatment and grievances to light, where it becomes known, for everyone to see.

There is a well known quote by Edmund Burke, “The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.”

I am glad that the former City of Dickinson Streets Maintenance manager David Armendariz protested his dismissal. At the Civil Service Commission hearing, many facts came out, such as the City of Dickinson using recycled concrete for road base where Class V material was specified, 4 out of 5 of the past Civil Service Commission hearings arising from the Public Works Department, and who the Civil Service Commission were. This led me and probably other readers to more discoveries about the Civil Service Commission, former City Attorney Goos’ dismissal, and the Strom Center at Dickinson State University.
I am glad that Dickinson property owner Carlos Royal has created a GoFundMe page to raise funds to begin a class action lawsuit against the City of Dickinson.

Carlos Royal is attempting to raise $50,000 to challenge the city’s tax assessment process on behalf of “all the property owners in Dickinson who have over-assessed properties.” This led me and probably other readers to try to find out more about the City of Dickinson’s Tax Abatement Hearings.
It was a huge surprise and shock that Dickinson Public Schools Superintendent

Doug Sullivan presented a letter of resignation on Monday, January 8 to the School Board at the end of a regularly scheduled meeting. Doug Sullivan’s resignation came after the School Board approved a long list other resignations from longtime Dickinson Public Schools teachers and administrators. It appears to me that all of these teachers’ resignations coming at the same time is a protest response to something, that people in Dickinson should try to find out about.

Fortunately for the City of Dickinson, they just recently switched from having the City represented by an attorney from the Mackoff Kellogg law firm, to hiring a full-time City employee City Attorney Jan Murtha, who is probably on a fixed salary, so they won’t have to pay for hourly billing from a law firm.

Dickinson Public Schools Superintendent Doug Sullivan’s resignation seemed to me, to be like the song written by David Allen Coe, “Take this job and shove it!, I ain’t working here no more…”

But to me, who didn’t know what it was like to be treated like a Black person, until I came to work in Dickinson, here is what I think about protesting in Dickinson:

Treating Severe Allergies In Western North Dakota

January 9, 2018Uncategorizedallergies in Dickinson North Dakota, allergies in western North Dakota, guide to Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, treating allergies in Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

I never had allergies in my life, until these past three years in western North Dakota. I would not care so much about having a runny nose or watery eyes, if it weren’t for my eyes swelling shut and becoming extremely sensitive to light.

I have tried just about every over-the-counter non-prescription medication. I went to Sanford Health and got a prescription for Prednisone tablets, and Pataday eyedrops which cost $193 for less than a tea spoon of liquid, which did not help very much.

I have already written two long blog posts about Allergies and my visit to Sanford Health, so I will just get to the point of what seems to work the best for me, for treating allergies:

Zyrtec (cetirizine) – One tablet is supposed to last all day, and you are not supposed to take more than directed. I bought the 10 mg tablets that cost about $1.00 each. After trying Zyrtec for two days, I found that for me personally, I had to take more than directed in order to get my right eye to unswell and stop hurting. I tried one tablet, which helped some, waited an hour and took a 2nd tablet which helped some more, waited an hour and took a 3rd tablet which almost completely stopped all of my allergy symptoms. Taking this many Zyrtec was a last resort for me. My doctor visit and prescription medication in August cost $400 and didn’t help very much. Nothing else has worked for me so far.
Flonase (fluticasone nasal) – This nasal spray helped me some in reducing allergy symptoms, but only about 50% of what I needed.
Allegra (fexofenadine) – These tablets helped me some in reducing allergy symptoms, but only about 40% of what I needed.
Claritin (loratadine) – These tablet only helped about 20% of what was needed.
Benadryl (diphenhydramine) – These tablets helped with my runny nose, but I think that these tablets made my eyes even more sensitive to light, which was the last thing that I needed.

In North Dakota these past three years, I can have an allergic reaction at any time of the year, without any advance warning. I read recently, that in the Winter, Box Elder trees and Ash trees produce something that causes allergies.

When I am at home, and don’t have anywhere to go, I have tried rinsing out my sinuses with salt water, and this helps a little.

Other people have recommended to me that I find a local producer of local honey. Local honey contains a small amount of pollen from every plant, and consuming local honey is supposedly almost the same thing as taking allergy shots, which get your body used to allergens a little bit at a time.

Sarah Jennings-Trustem, Queen Of Dickinson!

January 6, 2018Uncategorizedguide to Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, Sarah Jennings Trustemname withheld

I was reading the Dickinson Press newspaper on January 4, and I saw an article where Sarah Jennings-Trustem has been pronounced Queen of Dickinson, or something like that. I saw her photograph, and I felt that I knew her from somewhere. Yes, I remember, she was formerly Sarah Jennings, Duchess of Marlborough.

I wondered, is she married? With a name like Jennings-Trustem, a hyphenated name like that, you don’t know if this was passed on, or if they originated it. I did my research, and I came to my conclusion, which I am not quite ready to let this cat out of the bag yet.

With Royalty, they are never going to show much nudity on their own Facebook page, so you have to go and look at other people’s Facebook pages, which I did. I found some photographs of her in a bathing suit, and she is a nice looking young lady.

I did read that she is a City of Dickinson Commissioner, which is kind of a stuffy thing to be. However, she had been a bartender, so I think that this evens things out. I was relieved to see that she graduated from Dickinson High School, and not Trinity High School, but then she went to Dickinson State University, and later the University of Mary, so I can’t tell whether she is Good or Evil.

Since she is not quite 30 years old yet, I am not going to just automatically put her on my website list, “List Of Attractive Women In Dickinson”, like I did for City Attorney Jan Murtha, because she might still be too wild.

I believe that I read her Coronation Ceremony will be January 15.

Dickinson Returning To Feudalism And A Caste System Again

January 6, 2018Uncategorizedguide to Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, what is Dickinson North Dakota Like, would you move to Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

I first came to Dickinson in the Spring of 2011 to work in the oil field. I worked in the oil field in southwest Texas in 2012. In the Spring of 2013, I returned to Dickinson, and I have been here since then.

In the five years that I have lived in Dickinson, I found that most of the local people were unfriendly, not helpful, uncooperative, hostile, hateful, mean, and undermining, especially at work.

One of the things that I observed, was that when people needed help in Dickinson, the local people looked at this as the opportunity to withhold help, so that someone else would fail. It appeared that the local people took satisfaction and gratification in someone else failing.

I tried to understand why this was, that people were uncooperative and not helpful to others in Dickinson, and enjoyed seeing other people fail. I began to realize that one of the reasons for this was that historically, no one had the chance or opportunity to get ahead in Dickinson.

The only opportunity for people in Dickinson to do better than someone else, was not through advancement at work, earning more money, receiving higher education, receiving technical certification, applying ingenuity, or implementing innovation, because there was very little of that, it was only through someone else failing that a person could feel like they were successful.

The reason that historically no one could get ahead in Dickinson, was because from the time of the first settlers in the 1890s, up until 1970, Dickinson operated like a Feudal Society, with a Caste System, like there used to be in villages in Europe.

The first settlers in Dickinson were Ukranian and German Catholics, that came from villages where there was Feudalism and a Caste System.

For those of you who don’t know, the Feudalism that I am talking about, is where local people’s lives are not governed by National leaders, directives, policies, or laws, but by local landowners called Lords, who direct local people’s lives like they were practically slaves or livestock.

The Caste System that I am talking about, is where someone like a Lord, decides for another person, what job, education, housing, economic opportunity, and social opportunity that person will have.

From the 1890s through 1970 , Feudalism and the Caste System did occur, where certain prominent landowners in Dickinson, had a great amount of control over ordinary people’s lives in Dickinson: Where a person could work, not work, how much money they could make, economic opportuinity they could have and not have, educational opportunity they could have and not have, social opportunity they could have and not have.

Of course, one of the ways that you control people, is to limit their education and awareness. You keep people in the dark as far as the possibilities in life, their possibilities, what they are capable of, what they might achieve. One of the facilitators of keeping people under control in Dickinson, was the Catholic Church.

The Catholic Church teaches, that the Pope is the highest authority on Earth. That what the Pope instructs, will be handed down through the Cardinals, Bishops, Arch Bishops, and Priests, to you, the servants of God. You need the Catholic Church, and the Pope, to tell you what to do and how to live.

The Catholic Church was not about to teach, that you don’t need the Pope, the Catholic Church, and the Priests, you can just read and understand the Bible on your own. The Catholic Church did not want people to receive enough education to realize that they could read, understand, and interpret the Bible on their own. They wanted people to live under the illusion, that they require other people to tell them what to do.

In the 1970s, there was greater access to information than there had ever been before in Dickinson. Throughout the United States, people had been protesting the Vietnam War, there was the Hippie movement that was a rebellion against control, with music concerts, drug use, free sex. Young people in Dickinson did not want to go along with things the way that they had been going.

In approximately 1978, the second Oil Boom in Dickinson occurred. People quit their ordinary low-paying jobs in Dickinson to work in the oil field where they could make four times as much money as they had been making. In the late 1970s in Dickinson, this was the first time that the control of certain prominent landowners in Dickinson was broken. Many local people began making so much money, that they could do what they wanted, and could not be controlled.

This economic freedom which allowed local people in Dickinson to do what they wanted, only lasted as long as this second Oil Boom, which ended in about 1983. Once jobs became scarce, they also became low paying. Most of the people in Dickinson had to go right back to the way things were before the second Oil Boom.

Now that this third Oil Boom is over, that lasted from about 2007 through 2014, I see that the same oppressors and their facilitators want to take Dickinson back to Feudalism and the Caste System again.

One of the things that is happening, is that out of state workers are being encouraged to leave Dickinson.

Attorneys Need To Be Involved In Prostitution In North Dakota

January 4, 2018Uncategorizedescorts in Dickinson North Dakota, legalizing prostitution in North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, prostitution in Dickinson North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, women in Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

In western North Dakota, there is a shortage of women. In Dickinson, the ratio of men to women is still probably 3:1. In the other towns of Williston, Watford City, Killdeer, Belfield, New England, Richardton, and Taylor, the ratio varies from 3:1 to 10:1.

Because of the Catholic Church and Heidi Heitkamp, the Police approach to handling the situation of men seeking prostitutes, is to place a fake advertisement with an attractive looking woman on the internet offering sex, and then arrest the men when they show up to meet the prostitute.

Then, once the Police received further Heidi Heitkamp sponsored training, the Police would place a fake advertisement on the internet with an attractive woman offering sex, establish contact with interested men, and then at some later point in time, make up the fact that the woman was under 18, so that the men would face 20 year sentences under laws for Exploiting a Minor For Commercial Sex, even though they never sought to contact a minor in the first place.

The result of this approach by the Police, has resulted in only the most hideous, unhealthy, diseased, out-of-their mind drug addicted street hookers from the big cities in other states, being brought to North Dakota by their criminal pimps in order to fill the void.

Other men in western North Dakota, have resorted to having sex with animals, as reported in the Jamestown Sun newspaper article dated January 28, 2013 “Horse becomes victim of sexual assault in west North Dakota.” A quote from this newspaper article reads, “…an illegal act ranchers suggest happens all too often in this area, but rarely gets reported.”

This may be one of Heidi Heitkamp’s proudest achievements, but I personally do not want to have sex with horses or diseased, drug-addicted street prostitutes.

I have been thinking for a couple of years, that the best way for North Dakota to address the shortage of women in western North Dakota, would be to have very well regulated legal prostitution. Licenses would be granted to prostitutes, fees would have to be paid to cover the cost of the regulatory oversight, and bi-monthly health checks would be required. These bi-monthly health checks would be to detect sexually transmitted diseases, but I suppose they could also include drug testing.

Well regulated legal prostitution is not going to happen in North Dakota any time soon, probably. I found on the internet, how professionally and proudly they advertise and offer beautiful Escorts in Italy, on the website www.escortofitaly.com , and I could only feel anger, resentment, and remorse that we can’t have anything like this here.

After more thinking, it occurred to me recently, that Attorneys could become involved in prostitution in North Dakota, to help eliminate some of the risks for both clients and prostitutes, in having legal problems. In discussing what I have in mind, I want to refer to the prostitutes as Escorts, because I am not in favor of street prostitution.

I foresee, that the best Attorneys to consult, would be Attorneys that specialize in Criminal Defense, who would have some desire and interest in advising Clients on the legality and what to avoid, in what they had already made up their mind to do. A Client might have the following conversation with an Attorney:

“I have a good paying job in Dickinson, and I work all the time. There is a shortage of women, and a scarcity of attractive women in Dickinson. I can’t go to the bars after work to try to pick up women, because there aren’t any, and it is just a waste of time. I would like to hire an Escort, like the one shown here on the website Backpage, but I don’t want to be arrested and lose my job.

Though I understand that prostitution is illegal, I want to find and hire an Escort. Can you advise me on how to contact an Escort, and not become entrapped by the Police in Dickinson?”

Now, before you consider what an Attorney might say to this inquiry, I propose that Escorts, also consult with a Criminal Defense Attorney, and have the following discussion:

“I have been working as an Escort, and this is what I want to do. If I see two Clients a day at $250 each, that’s $500 per day. If I work five days a week, that’s $2,500 per week. I can easily make over $100,000 per year.

Though I understand that prostitution is illegal, this is what I want to do. I do not want to be arrested by the Police in Dickinson. What do you suggest that I do, what can I do to avoid being arrested?”

Criminal Defense Attorneys have to advise Clients all the time about illegal things that they are involved in, that have not yet been detected by the Police, whether it is involvement in illegal drugs, theft, embezzlement, or assault. These Attorney conversations about prostitution with Clients or Escorts, would not be out of bounds.

Attorneys are not going to be involved in the commission of illegal activities, because they do not want to be arrested and disbarred. However, I believe that Attorneys could advise on a very formatted screening process for Escorts and Clients, that would greatly reduce the chances for legal entrapment by the Police.

The big “gotcha” moment by the Police when a Client meets an Escort, always seems to take place at some location that the Police have managed to take control of, such as a hotel room, or restaurant where several Police Officers are hiding nearby. The necessary element that triggers the arrest, is the Client bringing up, or the Client engaging in discussions of sexual acts or exchange of money.

If Criminal Defense Attorneys could devise some kind of format for both a Client and an Escort to adhere to, and not deviate from, this format may be able to foil any attempts by the Police in entrapment schemes. This format would or should probably involve a preliminary meeting between a Client and an Escort at a location where the Police could not take control, and where there would be no discussion of sexual acts, or the exchange of money. Any attempt by either party to deviate from this format, would probably be an indication that this was a Police set-up.

The reader might be asking, why would anyone go through this much trouble? To an Escort that makes over $100,000 per year for working less than 20 hours per week, it is worth a great deal to her not to have any problems with the Police. To a man who does not want to pay $6,000 to $10,000 per year in child support for the next eighteen years just because he wanted to have sex, yes it is worth it to him to find an Escort, and not lose his job in the process.

Thailand Girls, You Get More Flies With Honey Than With Vinegar

January 4, 2018UncategorizedLiving in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, Thailand vacation video, vacationing in Thailand, women in Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

Hello, and thank you for reading my blog website. I really don’t have anything to do, because I live in Dickinson, North Dakota. There is no where to go, nothing to do, and hardly any attractive women. All I can do, is just look on the internet to see what life is like elsewhere.

After spending the past month watching YouTube videos about Bigfoot, Dogman, and people who went to work on other planets, I decided to watch some videos created by men on vacation in Thailand. The inspiration that caused me to look on YouTube for “sexy girls in Thailand”, was Facebook.

During the past several weeks, Facebook has been including in my list of “People You May Know” or “Friend Suggestions”, Facebook profiles of women from China, Vietnam, and Thailand. Some of these girls appeared to be very attractive, so I looked at their profiles. Now, my Facebook “People You May Know”, is 90% Asian people.

Most of the Asian women on Facebook, are not argumentative and insulting right up front, like American and European women are. In my life, several times myself and my friends made up our minds to only date or seek to marry Asian women, because they are so much less trouble than American women. I could go into why I decided not to marry an Asian woman, but all I will say for now is that I didn’t think that it would work out.

A couple of days ago, I began watching YouTube videos that were made by a couple of men from Europe who began routinely vacationing in Thailand. At first, I thought that these videos were going to be raunchy, crude, abusive, and pornographic, because everyone knows that men go to Thailand to pick up prostitutes, but these videos were not like that at all.

One of these “vloggers” short for “video bloggers”, his voice sounded Russian, his English was fair, and he seemed to be fairly well educated and professionally successful. I would say that he was probably a programmer, sales representative, or technical sales representative. He appeared to be tall, thin, in good physical condition, confident, outgoing, and in his mid-thirties.

This particular vlogger, when he arrived in Thailand on vacation by himself, he liked to sight see in the city he had arrived in. He liked to visit the downtown markets, and get a feel for the city, what were the restaurants and the bars that he wanted to try. Everywhere that he went, he was kind of chatty and playful with the shop women and the women that he met on the street, and all the women appeared to like and appreciate his banter and attention.

This is probably the exact opposite of what me and what most people expect that men behave like in Thailand. This vlogger was not disrespectful or abusive to girls or women in any way. Usually, some time on the first day, this vlogger would meet a young lady that he liked, and ask her if she would like to go to a restaurant, bar, or club with him. These women were not street prostitutes or bar girls, but they were party girls.

The party girl that he would meet on his first day of arrival, who agreed to go with him to a restaurant, bar, or club, would agree to be his exclusive companion for the duration of his vacation. In the evening, the two of them would go to a restaurant for dinner, then walk the market, then go to bars, and then go to clubs where his companion would meet up with her friends. They would go back to his hotel together at 2 a.m. or 4 a.m.

The next day, the two of them would get up late, eat breakfast, and then go to the hotel pool. Later in the day, the two of them would go back to her place so that she could pick up more clothes. The two of them would live together like this for a week, until it was time for him to go back to Europe.

While I was watching the first video of this vlogger, this jogged my memory about an acquaintance of mine named Caleb from fifteen years ago, who went to Thailand and did the exact same thing. Caleb preferred to find and meet a party girl on his first day, and then have her as his exclusive companion for the duration of his stay, which in Caleb’s case was two weeks to two months.

Caleb explained that these Thai girls would do the grocery shopping, cooking, cleaning, and laundry, and be your companion, for about $20 per day. The cost of a bungalow or cottage by the ocean might cost $20 per day.

This vlogger from Russia, he was never mean or unpleasant with his Thai girlfriend. They would go to the pool, the sauna, the market, restaurants, clubs, and on sightseeing tours, and have a good time together. When it was time for him to leave, the Thai girlfriend would be very sad, and cry a little.

In this vlogger’s video, you would see other men from Europe in the bars, restaurants, clubs, markets, and hotels. The younger men in their 20s, would go to the clubs and party, dance with the girls, and act wild. The men in their 30s and 40s, would sit quietly at bars drinking beers or mixed drinks, watching TV, and being fairly content. The men in their 50s would lounge at the pool during the day, and not really stay out as late as the younger men.

I watched four or five videos made by two different European vloggers on their vacations to different cities in Thailand. I did not see any of the European men misbehaving, acting like jerks, or acting like assholes. You have got to realize, that these European men were probably in the upper 20% of income earners in Europe. They were educated, professionals, and successful. The last thing they wanted, was to get into any kind of conflict, and have their vacation ruined.

All of the men vacationing in Thailand, could have as many women as they wanted, as often as they wanted, for not very much money. Because this was the case, they were all calm and relaxed, there was nothing to fight over, get upset about, or argue about. You can’t have sex all the time, so they would try different restaurants, sit by the pool, go to the beach, and go sightseeing.

The Thai people, none of them seemed to object to the vacationing Europeans. The Thai people appeared to be happy people.

This says something about European and American culture, that men have to get on a plane and fly thousands of miles, to go somewhere where they can meet women who don’t act difficult, argue, gripe, bitch, and complain.

The Russian vlogger could not have been more pleasant with his Thai companion that he was with during his vacation, and she cried when it was time for him to go back to Europe. An American girl who watched this video posted on YouTube, and left a comment to this video, of course you know what she said, “This guy is creepy.”

You can watch these YouTube videos here, just click on this link below. These videos are not sexual, in the first minute of the first video, they are both just drunk, don’t get the wrong impression. Also, please watch videos #2, #3, #4 where he goes home to meet her family.

These videos are not sexual, just disregard the first minute, they were both drunk.

The Correction Of God For Arrogance

January 2, 2018Uncategorizedcorrection for arrogance, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, punishment for arrogance, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, women in Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

There is a reason why this particular blog post is located where it is. Those who can read it, should heed its warning. This particular blog post came about, because I recently witnessed two young people ridiculing a U.S. Military Veteran who works for the Salvation Army. These two young people perhaps did not know that the Salvation Army is a Christian Ministry that helps the homeless, and that many of its workers, are recently rehabilitated persons that had been homeless themselves.

If any of the readers of this blog website read my recent blog post titled “My Experiences With Lesbians”, they would have heard my telling about my mother’s Dance Studio and Dance Company, which she started when I was about five years old. I had to take dance classes from when I was very little, and I had to be in many musical and dance productions.

I was done with all of this by the time that I was 20, but I saw the growing up and later fate of many young women. I want to tell two contrasting stories, about reversal of fortune, that to me shows the Correction of God for Arrogance.

There was a young girl named Becky, who was about twelve years old, three years older than me, when her mother signed her up for ballet classes. Becky was from a family that did not have very much money, she was being raised by just her mother, I never knew what had happened to her father.

Becky was kind of plain looking, not very attractive. She had something wrong with her eyes, to where she blinked frequently and kind of forcefully. I remember when she and I and others had gotten into an obnoxious conversation one time, I asked her what was wrong with her eyes.

I did not know, that the whole reason why Becky’s mother had signed her up for ballet classes, was because of her eyesight. Becky had no depth perception, and she could hardly walk. Because of Becky’s eyesight and lack of depth perception, her mother had been overprotective, not allowed her to do anything, and now as she was just entering puberty, she could only walk by placing her hands on walls the whole time she was going anywhere.

A medical doctor realized that Becky, even with her condition, she should or could have slightly better mobility than this. But how to correct this now? Sports were out of the question, there was no way that she could play volleyball, basketball, softball, or soccer. It occurred to the doctor that she might develop some more skill and confidence in walking by taking ballet. I only learned all of this later, after Becky had graduated from high school.

My mother had two very, very good dance instructors, two lesbians who graduated from the University of Wisconsin with B.F.A.s in Dance. These two dance instructors did not show any leniency for Becky in dance classes, she had to do everything correctly, and keep up just like all of the other girls did. Ballet is just like Boot Camp for twelve year old girls, if the instructors give a shit.

Not only did Becky keep up, I never even noticed that there was anything wrong with her. Becky fit right in. Looking back knowing what I know now, she must have tried so hard, and been pretty scared, because she hadn’t even been able to walk without holding onto something up until then.

After Becky graduated from high school, her mother talked to my mother and the other dance teachers in private, and said, “You have no idea what you have done for her, you will just never know. I didn’t even know if she was ever going to be able to go out on her own, or ever live on her own. All I was hoping for, was for her to be able to walk a little better. I had no idea she was going to be able to be just like everybody else.”

I began this story about Becky, saying that she came from a family with not very much money, it was just her mother who raised her. Becky went off to college, at a not very famous school. Most of us paid no attention when she graduated from this college, and went to graduate school. But, after getting her Masters degree, and then her Doctorate degree, she was outstanding enough, to become a professor at Cambridge University in England.

You can imagine what a surprise this was, this reversal of fortune. We had so many kids from our high school that were expected to be professional football players, basketball players, baseball players, or famous scientists, but they didn’t. This girl’s own mother, didn’t even know if she would ever even be able to go out on her own. Becky had so much against her, that all she could do was just try, and try, every day of her life, in a way that most people don’t have to.

The contrasting story that I wanted to tell, was about Jennifer. Jennifer was two years younger than me, and I believe that she started taking ballet classes when she was about nine or ten years old. Of all the dance students that I can remember, Jennifer had the most perfect build, proportions, and musculature suited to becoming a professional ballet dancer.

I didn’t know who Jennifer was until she was about thirteen and I was about fifteen. Prior to rehearsal for some ballet production, we all had to take ballet bar class together for warm up. She was very beautiful. She had a very pale, flawless complexion, and very light color blond hair. She was very technically correct in everything, very graceful, and poised.

In the coming years, Jennifer came to perform more and more difficult leading roles in my mother’s Dance Company ballet productions. She did very well. My mother, my mother’s business partner, and my mother’s two instructors knew that Jennifer could go on to become a very good professional ballet dancer. There was just no reason why she could not, she didn’t have any deficit or flaw of any kind. My mother, her business partner, and the two instructors all tried to do what they could to foster her success, including paying her as an instructor’s assistant for some classes, which they never did before or since.

In high school, Jennifer did begin to become rather arrogant. I can’t remember if she was a cheerleader or not, I think that she was. When I was a senior in high school, she was a sophomore, and she was dating a friend of mine, a senior who was a football player. She was kind of a bitch to me, which struck me as odd, because I know that my mother had made an extra effort to try to help her in a variety of ways.

I never said anything at the time, no one did, except for the two lesbian dance instructors, that my mother was always helping people at her own expense, without anyone knowing. Just some of this, was my mother spending all of the money that she personally earned on other people’s costumes, shoes, and production sets, so that “It didn’t look like shit.”

Back in the 1980s, a professional dance company performance tutu cost $2,000. In today’s money, that would be like $8,000. In order for some 16 year old girl, who was a very good ballet dancer, who probably could be a professional ballet dancer, to look like she could be a professional ballet dancer, and she may have only one chance to make a good enough impression to be accepted at a professional ballet company, my mother bought a $2,000 performance tutu for her to wear. Remember, that would be like buying a girl an $8,000 dress in today’s money, in order for her to be remembered as being perfect, when it really, really counted.

Anyway, Jennifer was kind of acting arrogant, ungrateful, like a bitch. I said something about it to my mother, my mother didn’t say anything back. It wasn’t that my mother was ignoring me, she was listening to what I said, and she was mulling it over, as if she knew and was aware of this too. My mother felt the same way.

It was probably a couple of months later, that Jennifer ran a red light at an intersection, and her small car was hit broad-side. Her back was broken. She would never dance again.

About one or two years later, Jennifer was cooking in her grandmother’s kitchen, and she set her grandmother’s condominium on fire, I believe the condominium was totally destroyed.

Today, Jennifer is a plump, unattractive housewife, with a very ordinary husband, and some dumb ass kids.

I believe that there are a number of Biblical proverbs that say something along the lines of “To those who receive little, who are diligent with what little they have, God will reward greatly. To those who receive much, God expects much in return.”

Merry Christmas And Happy New Year To Heather Louise Gower

January 1, 2018UncategorizedHeather Louise Gower, Inspirations Floral Studio Lock Haven Pennsylvania, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, women in Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

For those of you not familiar with my blog website, I live in Dickinson, North Dakota, and I write about Dickinson, North Dakota. Readers of my website would say, that what I write is negative about 80% of the time.

My biggest complaint about Dickinson, is that there is a shortage of women, and a scarcity of attractive women. There was an Oil Boom in Dickinson that occurred from 2007 through 2014, that brought many men to Dickinson. The ratio of men to women in Dickinson is still probably 3:1.

Prior to the Oil Boom, and even now, attractive women do not want to live in western North Dakota because it is so barren, desolate, cold, with no where to go and nothing to do. It was -31 degrees Fahrenheit this morning. Most attractive women, take or make any opportunity to get out of here.

I have been in Dickinson for five years now. I have compiled a list on my website titled, “List Of Attractive Women In Dickinson, North Dakota”, and I am up to a count of 23 attractive women within a 100 mile radius of Dickinson. Most of these women on this list are married.

The only attractive women that I ever get to see, are on the internet. About two months ago, Facebook began including in my list of “Friend Suggestions” or “People You May Know”, profiles of attractive women from around the world. One of the Facebook profiles that stood out, was Maddie Gower of Pennsylvania.

I looked at Maddie Gower’s Facebook profile, and then I looked at Maddie’s mother’s Facebook profile, Heather Louise. Both Maddie and her mother Heather Louise post several photographs to their Facebook profiles each day, and they each receive about 100 comments to their photos each day, from mostly men, from around the world.

I conversed with Maddie on Facebook, and I tried to make her aware and voiced my concern that she had disclosed too much personal information about herself, considering that her Facebook profile might get 1,000 views per day. Maddie was aware of everything.

Though Maddie is beautiful, she is often mean, and sometimes cruel. This is a common characteristic of young attractive women. She doesn’t think about other’s feelings sometimes, or often times.

Maddie’s mother Heather has much more patience. Heather is always, always pleasant, positive, thoughtful, considerate, and nice. There are many things that I like about Heather.

She has a male golden retriever named “Teddy” who she buys treats and toys for. She has several Siamese cats which she probably looks at as her children. She likes flowers, and she likes to plant and grow flowers.

Heather likes to shop for clothes, try on clothes, model clothes, and take photographs of herself trying on clothes. I admire and appreciate that Heather cares about her appearance, diets, exercises, and maintains a youthful appearance. All of Heather’s Facebook commentors feel the same way.

Like most or all of Heather’s Facebook viewers, I wanted to send her a Christmas card. I bought a Christmas card and I made a music CD with fifteen of my favorite songs, and I mailed it to Heather. My Christmas card addressed to Heather arrived on December 24, and her daughter Maddie got it out of the mail.

Maddie confiscated the Christmas card and the music CD that I sent to her mother. I knew that this was a possibility before I sent it to her. I began wondering how anyone could send anything to Heather without her daughter intercepting it.

I realized that if one of Heahter’s Facebook viewers, wanted to send flowers to Heather, they could place an order with a local florist, and the florist could contact Heather to come and pick her flowers up. So, I looked on the internet to try to find a good local florist, and I found one. I sent an e-mail to this florist, explaining that Heather’s Facebook viewers would like to send flowers to Heather, without them being intercepted and thrown in the garbage. I gave Heather’s address to this local florist, so that they could contact her.

I would like for Heather to feel appreciated. With her oldest daughter Maddie who is 20, and her youngest daughter Emma who is 19, I think that Heather has just gone through 20 years of doing things for other people, giving up things for other people, and no one noticing as much as they should have.

Please visit the website of Inspirations Floral Studio of Lock Haven Pennsylvania:

http://www.inspirationsfloralstudio.com/

24 E Main Street

Lock Haven, PA. 17745

phone: (570) 748-8028

If you place an order for flowers for Heather, be sure to let Inspirations Floral Studio know to contact Heather to come and pick up her flowers, otherwise her daughter will confiscate them and throw them away.

I Had A Better Time At The Dump In Idaho, Than Anywhere In North Dakota

December 29, 2017UncategorizedLiving in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, what is Dickinson North Dakota Likename withheld

I have had a difficult time, trying to explain that the people in North Dakota are not friendly. The people in North Dakota think that they are friendly. The only thing friendly about the people in North Dakota, is that they don’t shoot people or stab people right away, usually. This makes the people in North Dakota friendlier than the gang members in south central Los Angeles or Chicago, because they are less likely to stab you or shoot you.

Now in Dickinson, I don’t want to leave my apartment and go anywhere. There is no where in Dickinson that I want to go, not one place. How can I explain this to people, that this is not normal, that there is no place worth going to?

To try to make my point, I will now explain that going to the County Dump in Idaho was a far better time than going to anywhere in North Dakota. I have been to the Four Bears Casino in New Town, and to the Prairie Knights Casino near Mandan, and I had a better time at the County Dump in Idaho.

Back at my home in Idaho, I owned and operated my own business. In the Summer, at least twice a week, I would have to make trips to the County Dump, most often to the wood pile section of the dump.

I would usually just have to slow down at the gate shack, because the employees would recognize me and know that I knew the routine, about what material was supposed to go where, so they just waved me by.

At the wood pile, I would usually see Mr. Wolf, who was about 90 years old. Mr. Wolf had sold his tree service to his nephew about thirty years ago. He had also once owned the local Stihl Chainsaw dealership. He would be there at the wood pile picking out logs that he wanted to use for firewood, logs that he wanted to make furniture out of, and cut lumber that he wanted to use to make something with.

Mr. Wolf was always in good spirits, smiling, and happy. He was always happy to see me, because he probably had been waiting for someone to come along to give him a hand loading logs that were too heavy for him alone. I would always look to see what he was up to and help him.

I had as much enthusiasm for taking cut lumber from the dump, as Mr. Wolf. It was like a gold mine of cut lumber at the dump. When you get to large size dimensional lumber, like 3″x14″x16′, just one board like that would cost about $50 to $60 at a lumber yard. Yes, that was an odd size timber board, but I would find lumber like this at the dump that had come from old farms and old barns. I made several decks and stairs with lumber that I had taken from the dump.

Sometimes, after helping Mr. Wolf, he would tell me to stop by his antique shop or his equipment yard so he could show me his different collections. He had many old International pick-up trucks, carry-alls, and work trucks. One-of-a-kind custom equipment to haul enormous tree trunks, and, enormous ancient tree trunks.

Another older man who was usually at the wood pile, was Roy, who was in his seventies. I would help Roy load logs that were too big for him alone. Roy took the logs home, split them into fire wood, stacked the wood in cords, and sold firewood by the cord. Back at his trailer adjacent to the Snake River, he had stacks and stacks of wood, about $5,000 worth of salvaged firewood at any time. When Roy was splitting wood, about 30 muskrats would gather around him, and act like Roy was no different than any other muskrat. I paid Roy to help me on a couple of work projects.

I would see Dusty, who managed a work crew Monday through Friday, 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. An ex-girlfriend who left him ten years ago, who he hadn’t seen or heard from in ten years, got a child support judgement against him and wage garnishment for $36,000, leaving him no money at all. He asked me if he could work with me on weekends, which he did.

There were nice looking women who came to the dump, wearing short shorts and tank tops, who were friendly. There was a girl named Shea who worked at the dump and ran the D9 Caterpillar Dozer, usually wearing a Bikini top and shorts. Shea had platinum blond hair, was thin, very tan, had nice boobs, and she wore a Bikini top.

One time, a pick-up truck backed a yellow truck-bed trailer into the wood pile, unhooked the trailer, and took off. I telephoned Shea, and I said hey Shea, this truck just left this trailer here, I think they meant to leave it, if I unload it, can I take it? Shea said, I know the truck that came in with it, let me stop this truck and ask them. Shea called me back and said, yea, you can have the trailer. I still have this yellow truck-bed trailer to this day on my property back in Idaho.

There were other people that I was friends with from the dump, I made many great lumber finds, other good finds, I met people wanting work done, I met people looking for work who I had work with me. I had such a good time at the dump, that I would invite homeowner customers to ride to the dump with me, and they had a good time too.

Like I said, I had a much better time at the County Dump in Idaho, than any place that I have been in North Dakota.

Beware Of Businesses In Dickinson That Have A Basement

December 29, 2017Uncategorizedcrime in Dickinson North Dakota, guide to Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, what is Dickinson North Dakota Like, would you move to Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

Beware of businesses in Dickinson that have a basement, and don’t ever be the last customer of the day.

In my previous two blog posts, I explained that now that the Oil Boom is over in Dickinson, instead of returning to a normal middle-class or lower middle-class lifestyle, the people in Dickinson have reverted to a “Street Survivor” or “Prison Life” mentality.

I didn’t know that this was going to happen. Who knew, how was I supposed to know? But once I realized that this was the case, everything seemed to make more sense now. For five years, I have been writing that the local people in Dickinson are hostile, hateful, unfriendly, mean, uncooperative, not helpful, undermining, and that they feel a sense of accomplishment when they can cause someone else to fail. I didn’t know that during the past five years, that the local people were on their best behavior.

When the people in Dickinson reverted back to their normal pre-Oil Boom behavior, they became the Street Survivor people and the Prison Life people. This is when I realized, that I really, really could not go out anywhere in Dickinson anymore. It was just too dangerous. I stopped going out in Dickinson, just barely, barely before I was killed.

The local people in Dickinson, think all day, and all night about things they are going to do to people. Below, I have written some Do’s and Don’ts, if you have to go anywhere in Dickinson now:

Before you get into your vehicle, Do look to see that a local person from Dickinson is not hiding in your back seat.
As soon as you get into your vehicle, Do lock your car doors and keep them locked the whole time you are in your vehicle.
Only stop to get fuel in your vehicle at a large, busy, gas station during daylight hours. Do not get out of your vehicle if there is any suspicious person or vehicle close by.
Do not wear expensive jewelry, watches, or carry expensive designer hand bags. Single women should purchase an inexpensive fake wedding ring, and pretend to be married.
Do carry a cell phone with you at all times so that you can telephone the Police in an emergency. Do give the Police dispatcher a description of the vehicle and the people who are trying to abduct you.
Do carry a bundle of $1 bills, so that when money is demanded from you, you can throw the bundle of bills, and then try to run the opposite direction to get away.
Do park in a parking lot, and spend one minute scanning the parking lot before you get out of your vehicle, to make sure that no one is waiting in their vehicle, for you to get out.
Do wait for another shopper who looks trustworthy, to go into the parking lot with them. Don’t try to go into a parking lot by yourself.
Do yell “Fire, Fire, Fire!” when someone is attacking you, if you yell “Help!” or “Rape!”, no one will come, or the wrong people will come.
Do Not, I repeat Do Not, walk within 100 feet of trees or bushes.

When shopping or conducting business in Dickinson, beware of businesses that have a basement. When you do have to approach a business with a basement, here are some things to remember:

Telephone a trusted friend or relative, and explain to them that you are in Dickinson, North Dakota, and that you are about to enter a business, give them the name of the business, and ask them to call back and check on you in 1/2 hour.
If at all possible, just step inside the door to the business, do not walk in very far. Do not let anyone maneuver to get between you and the door, if they even try, leave.
If you have to go into an insurance office to pay a bill or ask a question, you should say, “Hello, my name is Jennifer. I don’t have any money on me, and my husband is expecting me to be home in thirty minutes, so I just wanted to stop in and ask if you offer renter’s insurance policies?”
Do Not, I repeat Do Not, accept an invitation to go down into the basement. If you go down into the basement, there is not even a 1% chance that you will ever be seen alive again.
Do Not, I repeat Do Not, be the last customer of the day. You might think that you are going to pay a bill, or just look at some greeting cards, but the business owner would probably like to bludgeon you, drag you down the stairs into the basement, take all of your cash, your credit cards, your jewelry, your shoes, and later once it gets late at night, go to your house or your apartment and use your keys to get in, and steal the remainder of your valuables.

What Do I Mean When I Say “Street Survivor” or “Prison Life” Mentality?

December 29, 2017Uncategorizedguide to Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, what are people like in Dickinson North Dakota, would you move to Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

In my previous blog post, I wrote that I had thought that Dickinson would return to a kind of middle-class or lower middle-class normalcy after the Oil Boom was over. Instead, the people in Dickinson appear to have returned to a Street Survivor or Prison Life mentality, which I never knew was going to happen.

Throughout my life, I have met and become friends with people who were convicted murderers, attempted murderers, thieves, drug dealers, and drug smugglers. These were people who came from the Street, who were Street Survivors, and Prison Life people. I learned from numerous talks and discussions with these people, what their crimes were, what their methods were, what their scams were, and what life in prison is like.

Also in my life, I have met murderers, attempted murderers, thieves, drug dealers, and drug smugglers, who were not my friends, who were trying to victimize me or steal from me. I learned from these people too, their methods and their scams, these Street Survivors and Prison Life people.

Below are some examples of what to expect from Street Survivor people or Prison Life people, that are real incidents and not made up:

The simple con of walking up to a person on the street and telling them some story about car running out of gas, wife being in the hospital, and begging for money.
The next level con, of walking up to a person on the street and taking up their time distracting them with some story, while an accomplice enters their home and looks for valuables.
The next level con, of walking up to a person on the street, talking to them to quickly learn specific details about their life, if they have money, are alone, or are vulnerable in some way, and being able to gain more access to valuables and bank accounts.
The simple violent crime, of walking up to a person on the street, hitting them over the head or stabbing them, taking their wallet, purse, and vehicle.
The more planned out violent crime, of walking up to a person on the street, hitting them over the head or stabbing them, putting their body in the car trunk, taking their wallet, purse, vehicle, key set, returning to or entering their home, taking their jewelry, firearms, valuables, money, credit cards, checks, and hiding the body somewhere so that there is a longer amount of time to access bank accounts, credit card accounts, and use the vehicle.

Regarding the numbered list above, if you went out to eat at a restaurant in Idaho, the other restaurant patrons would be thinking about the Thai iced tea that they ordered, the egg rolls that they had ordered, or the orange chicken that they had ordered, but in Dickinson if you went out to a restaurant, the local staff and the local patrons would be thinking about their list of things that they would like to try to do to you.

If you go out in Dickinson, or even if you don’t go out in Dickinson, the local people have such hatred, hostility, and meanness, that they are constantly trying to hatch some scheme to harm or steal from others, just like people in prison who have hours and hours to think and hate.

The people that I knew who had been in prison, would tell me about how the people in the prison kitchen had a huge vat of boiling water, which they dumped on someone who didn’t do what they wanted, and he died after several days. Or, they would cut a mop handle on a long diagonal, but not completely through, so that it would break and have a long pointed end, and then when the person came who they wanted to kill, they would break the mop handle, and stab, stab, stab, stab with the pointy broken mop handle.

Dickinson is full of people with this Street Survivor mentality and this Prison Life mentality. Once you understand this, everything else in Dickinson will make more sense and fall into place.

This is why the Police in Dickinson, North Dakota are so constantly ever present, up and down Villard Street and Main Street every single minute, while other Police vehicles are parked in the shadows on the side streets. They are not a Police force, they are more like Prison Guards who have to watch these people in Dickinson every single minute. Does this make sense now?

Street Survivor Mentality In Dickinson, North Dakota Now

December 29, 2017Uncategorizedguide to Dickinson North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, people in dickinson north dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, what is Dickinson North Dakota Like, would you move to Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

I first came to Dickinson, North Dakota in 2011 during the Oil Boom. Though there was an extreme shortage of housing, and very high housing prices, there was an atmosphere of excitement and optimism in everyone, property owners, business owners, local workers, out of state workers, and even the vagrants from out of state.

I was absent from Dickinson in 2012, but when I came back to Dickinson in 2013, the excitement and optimism was noticeably gone. At the Paragon Bowling Alley bar on a Friday or Saturday night back in 2011, there were about 200 people, in 2013 on a Friday or Saturday night there were about 40 people. At Patterson Lake in the Summer of 2011, there might have been 200 people along the north shore, in 2013 in the Summer there might have been 30 people.

A couple of things that took the excitement out of people in Dickinson, was everyone getting DUIs, no longer being able to drive, losing their job, and becoming broke and unemployable. For those people who did not get a DUI and lose their job, they realized that working seven days a week, 12 hours per day, was not making them rich, it was only making them pay a shit-ton of income taxes.

As it got to be 2015, and the price of oil fell from over $100 per barrel to $40 per barrel, the Oil Boom was over. The number of operating oil drill rigs went from over 200, to down to 40. Everything slowed down as a result, less surveying, less heavy equipment earth work, less trucking, less casing work, less wireline, less tank batteries, less fracking, less sand and water hauling, less need for mechanics, less need for roustabouts, less need for pump jack installation, etcetera.

Dickinson slowed down. Traffic decreased. Restaurants, grocery stores, and convenience stores became less busy. Manufactured home parks, trailer parks, and apartments came to be less and less occupied. Hotels and motels had more and more vacancies.

Though Dickinson experienced an economic downturn, some of the calming was a relief. House prices and rents became more affordable. Local people felt that there was going to be a return to normalcy. In many ways, everyone was glad to see the “Oil Field Trash go away.”

I probably wrote two hundred blog posts during the time that the Oil Boom was going away. I wrote about my observations, impressions, and feelings about what was happening. Of course, what my feelings were, had a lot to do with where I was working, where I was living, and how things were going for me at the time. Most of the time, things were not going very well for me, which was the case for most out of state workers.

Deep in my mind, despite all of the chaotic things that I was writing about, I thought that Dickinson was going to return to a kind of middle-class, mid-West values, settled, normalcy. I was wrong about this, and this has kind of been upsetting to me. To have the fundamental belief that Dickinson was essentially, deep down, good, and to be so wrong about this, makes me kind of sick to my stomach.

Instead of Dickinson returning to a middle-class, mid-West kind of values, Dickinson is returning to a kind of Street Survivor, Prison Life mentality, which I hadn’t known was its true nature. How was I supposed to know that Dickinson was like this?

During the Oil Boom, I didn’t like going to restaurants in Dickinson because of the “Oil Field Trash”. Many times in the King Buffet, Perkins, or Bonanza, I was sorry about where I was seated because I didn’t like hearing what the oil field workers were talking about, trying to talk about inappropriate things in order to be funny.

Now, I really, really can’t go anywhere, don’t want to go anywhere, because the local people in Dickinson are so nasty. What I thought was obnoxious, offensive behavior from the oil field workers, I would gladly go back to that, rather than the scowling, sneering, deep dark hatred of the local people.

I will describe this another way. I have lived in Dickinson for five years now, and in that time, I have never seen the gentle, mild-mannered, polite, considerate people that I have met in Dickinson, out at dinner. From 2011 to 2015, I could understand that the few nice people in Dickinson that I met, did not go out at night, because the oil field workers were kind of overbearing. But once Dickinson slowed down after the oil boom, these few pleasant mild-mannered people in Dickinson did not come out.

Professional people, business people, home owners, business owners, and property owners that I had met during the day, that I thought highly of, and would have enjoyed seeing out at night in Dickinson, I never, ever did see them out in Dickinson, even after the Oil Boom was over. I wondered why this was.

One of the reasons why I wondered where these nice people that I had met were, was because every time that I went out in Dickinson, the people that were out were so rough, mean, and nasty. I guess that I am slow to catch on, I could have caught on about a year earlier, the people in Dickinson Are rough, mean, and nasty.

I thought that Dickinson was middle-class, and lower middle-class people, but instead they are more like Street Survivor people or Prison People.

I had made the comment periodically during the past five years of living in Dickinson, that the people in Dickinson would rather hire someone that did four years in prison, instead of a person who did four years in college. Now I know why this is.

During the Oil Boom that lasted from about 2007 through 2014, there was not a lot of crime or theft in Dickinson, compared to other states. During 2015 through 2017, after the Oil Boom was over, the crime and theft in Dickinson really picked up, the theft in Dickinson now, is the worst of any place that I have ever lived. I attributed this to people losing their jobs, and people needing money. Now, I am beginning to think, and to see, that this is the local people.

I just don’t know how this happened, or why this would be the case, that the people in Dickinson are more like Street Survivor people or Prison Life people. Knowing this, and looking around at local businesses, local government, and how things are done in Dickinson, this all starts to make more sense now.

Simple-Minded Behavior About The Value Of Things In North Dakota

December 22, 2017UncategorizedLiving in Dickinson, North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, what are people like in Dickinson North Dakotaname withheld

I have had this happen to me many times in North Dakota, where I am kind of amazed at the simple-mindedness of people about the value of things. I can’t really find the right words to express this, other than simple-minded, primitive, or child-like.

To begin describing this, I want to use the example of what I have seen on the television show “Pawn Stars”. There is a large Pawn Shop located in Las Vegas, owned by Rick Harrison and his father Richard Harrison. Throughout the day, people bring in items to try to sell to Rick. On this television show, I have seen the same situation happen many times. A person will bring in an autographed baseball, photograph, or document, and explain to the Pawn Shop owner Rick, about the famous person who signed it, when and how this happened, and how they acquired it. Rick will ask how much they want to sell it for, and they might say $3,000.

Rick will reply, the value of this thing, is really in the signature being genuine, do you mind if I telephone a friend of mine who is a signature expert, who can authenticate this signature? When the signature expert arrives, sometimes, he will say that this is a very nice piece, and actually quite rare, “I can definitely authenticate this signature, and I would say that this might sell at auction for $8,000 to $10,000.”

Rick would then say to the person, how much do you want for this item now? The simple-minded, primitive, child-like people, say $10,000. Rick then explains, “Look, the expert said that this might, might, sell at auction for $8,000 to $10,000, you never know what something will sell for at auction, there is no guarantee. If I buy this item, I have to make a profit on it, and something like this might sit around here for quite a while before it sells, not many people come in here with that kind of money to spend on something like this. The most I can give you is $5,000.”

To the simple-minded, primitive, child-like people, they can not see the absurdity in this situation, that the item they would have been happy to sell for $3,000 one hour ago, they are now refusing to sell this same item for $5,000. Thanks to the help and honesty of a knowledgeable person, they discover that the item is worth much more money, and now they are unwilling to part with it. However, they still have this item, no one to sell it to, and they still need money.

I used this example of what frequently happens on the television show “Pawn Stars”, to begin to explain, that people left on their own, have a view or an idea about how much something is worth, but then when you begin to discuss what they might sell it for, and begin to discuss with them its merits, possibilities, or uses, just the mere suggestion of possibilities to a primitive or child-like mind, makes something they own, grow enormously in price.

There is a recent incident that happened to me, that caused me to want to write this blog post, where something of no use or value to anyone, once I expressed an interest in it, it suddenly became very valuable. But first, I want to describe a similar situation that will help to explain this most recent one.

I like cars, I read about cars, I do research on cars, I study certain cars, and I understand certain things about particular cars, that most people don’t know. I look at cars for sale on internet classified ads, salvaged-title car auctions, printed publication car ads, parked cars for sale, and parked cars that are no longer being driven. Sometimes, I like to talk to car owners about cars that I am interested in, to see what kinds of problems they have had with their cars, so that I know more.

A couple of years ago, on Bis-Man internet classifieds, I kept seeing a red 1987 Porsche 924 up for sale for about $3,000. This was very interesting to me, because this ad kept getting renewed because this car hadn’t sold and no one wanted it, though the price was low, which indicated to me that no one knew what this car was.

I like Porsche 924, I have one. There are many things that people don’t know about them, all most people think that they know, is that they are slow. They stopped making Porsche 924 in approximately 1983. Whenever you see a Porsche 924 for the years 1986 and 1987, it is not a 924, it is a left-over 924 body that the Porsche factory put a 944 engine in. The Porsche factory called these cars 924″S”, they are fairly rare, and faster than 944 cars because they are smaller and lighter. They will be collector cars very soon.

I called the car owner who posted this advertisement on Bis-Man. Though he had re-posted this advertisement several times for about a year, he said that I was only the second person ever to have called about this car. I asked him about this car, and he said that it was in good condition, no body damage, good paint, with not that many miles on it.

Then I explained to him what this car was, with a 944 engine, which he had not fully understood. I did not want this person to be unaware of what he had, apparently no one in North Dakota knew what this car was. I was so positive and enthusiastic in my explanation about the merits of this car, that he didn’t want to sell it anymore and he took the ad off of Bis-Man. This was fine with me, I was glad that he had a new appreciation for this car, and he knew that it was worth more.

I don’t mind losing the opportunity to buy a car, once I have had an honest discussion with the owner about their car, explained why I am interested in it, and what I think the car could be worth. I don’t want to take advantage of someone in a car sale, and later have to deal with a lawsuit or disputed ownership and title.

I also want to talk with the owner to find out what they know about their car and what they think of their car, so that I don’t insult them with too low an offer. Many times, I have had to admit that I can’t even make them an offer because it is no where near what they would want.

In other words, I don’t try to convince women and the elderly that a $10K, $20K, …$80K old car is worth only $500 or $1,000. And I have found some very valuable old cars. I never even heard of a Porsche 912 until I found a 1968 model in the weeds beside a closed restaurant in Idaho. I never even heard of a Porsche 911 “Sportomatic” until I found a 1970 model under a tarp in a garage in Idaho.

I was angry today, because a vehicle purchase that I wanted to make, was ruined by what I felt was simple-minded, primitive, child-like behavior. This past summer, I was working on a road construction project in a rural area far outside of Dickinson. The highway that I was working on, passed by an old abandoned farm house outside of a very small town. There were old, beat-up, abandoned vehicles on the property. However, I recognized one 30 year old vehicle, as being a good one, though nothing about it would make it stand out to anyone else.

I thought about this vehicle from time to time through September, October, November, and December. In November, I stopped at the gas station in the small town near the old farm house, to ask who owned the abandoned farm, I wanted to contact the owner about a vehicle on the property. I was given the name of the property owner.

Several days after learning the name of the property owner, I asked an old contractor from the area, if he knew this man. The old contractor said that he did, and he gave me his phone number. I called this number twice, but I did not leave a voice mail message because I wanted to talk to the property owner, in order to gauge what his feelings were about my offer to buy this vehicle.

Several days ago, the contractor who gave me the property owner’s phone number, asked me if I had had any luck buying the vehicle. I said no, I called him a couple of times, but I didn’t leave him a message. I said to the contractor, I wouldn’t be able to buy this vehicle for a couple of months anyway, I had so many bills due right around the first of the year.

I asked this contractor if he was interested in buying this vehicle, and he said no. I explained to the contractor several reasons why this was a good vehicle. The next day, I called the property owner again, this time it appeared as though his Meth-addict teen-aged children were in the home alone, and I couldn’t even get them to answer me one way or the other if this was his home.

Today, I drove by this abandoned farm house, and the vehicle that I wanted was gone. I would have tried to offer about $500 to $600 for it, because it was a parked and abandoned in a field. In this area, if the owner would have placed an advertisement in the newspaper, offering this vehicle for $1,000, I don’t think that anyone would have bought it, because there would have been no interest in it.

This vehicle would have just continued to sit there, for ever, had I not said anything about it. However, once I went through the trouble of finding out who owned the property, trying to call him, and someone found out that I was interested in this vehicle, it went from something that no one noticed and no one wanted, to something somebody had to try to get immediately before I could get it. This vehicle had no value to anyone, until I wanted it, then it became highly sought after.

We Could Have A James Bond Movie “Prime Meridian” Right Here In North Dakota

December 20, 2017UncategorizedDavis Refinery Belfield North Dakota, Living in Dickinson, North Dakota, Meridian Energy Group Belfield North Dakota, Moving to Dickinson, North Dakota, permitting of proposed Davis Refinery, progress of the Davis Refinery, proposed Davis Refinery, relocating to Dickinson North Dakota, William Prentice CEO of Meridian Energy Groupname withheld

Thirty miles west of Dickinson, North Dakota, just outside of the Theodore Roosevelt National Park, the Meridian Energy Group is planning to build an oil refinery, called the
“Davis Refinery”.

Some environmentalists, residents, and landowners do not want a refinery to be built so close to the National Park. Some people don’t care either way. Some people think that this would be wonderful because of the jobs that would be created and the boost to the local economy that would occur.

Not all aspects of the permitting process for the Davis Refinery have been going quickly or smoothly. The Air Quality Permit review process conducted by the North Dakota Department of Health looks like it is going to end up taking more than a year to complete. One other possible hold up, could have been the “Siting Permit”.

In North Dakota, if a refinery is expected to have the production capacity of 50,000 barrels per day or more, a “Siting Permit” is required. The Siting Permit review process is conducted by the North Dakota Public Service Commission. Part of this permit review process involves public input, at public hearings.

In order for the Davis Refinery project to not have any further delays due to permitting, the refinery developer, Meridian Energy Group, has decided to set its refinery production capacity at 27,500 barrels per day, thus avoiding the requirement for a “Siting Permit” and review by the North Dakota Public Service Commission.

A recent Dickinson Press newspaper article dated December 19, 2017, features a headline photograph of Meridian Energy Group CEO, William Prentice. William Prentice voluntarily attended a public information gathering meeting at the State Capitol Building in Bismarck, where North Dakota Public Service Commission members asked him questions.

From the photograph of William Prentice, CEO of Meridian Energy Group, and his smooth, polished, measured, and calculated answers to questions, he kind of reminded me of a villain out of a James Bond movie.

At first, I was thinking that William Prentice reminded me of the character “Mr. White” in the James Bond films “Casino Royale” and “Quantum of Solace”. He does, he does remind me of “Mr. White”, but there was one other character that he reminded me of.

I had to think for a while, but the movie villain who William Prentice most reminds me of, is the character “Victor Maitland” from the the 1984 movie “Beverly Hills Cop”. This actor who played “Victor Maitlalnd”, also played the James Bond villain “General Orlov” in the 1983 movie “Octopussy”.

Here is a quote from the character “Victor Maitland”:

“Now listen to me, my tough little friend. I don’t know from under what stone you crawled, or where you get these ridiculous ideas about me, but it seems painfully obvious you haven’t the slightest fucking idea who you’re dealing with. Now, my advice to you is crawl back to your little stone in Detroit, before you get squashed. Okay?”

Just for fun, it would have been funny to see William Prentice recite the above paragraph in response to one of the questions from the Public Service Commission at the public meeting in Bismarck at the Capitol. Not only would it have been funny, maybe they would quit holding up his permits.

Anyway, since we have got William Prentice in this area now, we can have our own James Bond movie. A working title for this movie is “Prime Meridian” though I don’t know if this will be the final title in the end.

Since I am involved in writing, casting, location, filming, production, and budget, in order to save time and money, I am going to enlist actual real people to play many of the parts, and incorporate actual real places in the scenes.

William Prentice can play the role of “Mr. White”, part of the secretive organization Quantum, as well as a high ranking member of the Spectre organization.

Ordinarily, I would have had a hard time writing some plot scenario where agent 007 James Bond would come to Belfield, or even Dickinson, however, once British Intelligence MI5 finds out that “Mr. White” is building a refinery, the Davis Refinery, James Bond will certainly need to come to western North Dakota.

An essential part of any James Bond movie, are the “Bond Girls” and “Femme Fatales”. Upon mentally reviewing my blog post “List Of Attractive Women In Dickinson”, which I continually update, I am relieved to say that I have enough attractive and alluring women.

I have thought this all out, and in order for this movie to be a success, some of the women on my list of attractive women, are really going to have to make some of these scenes memorable and unforgettable. This starts, by not being difficult, if this is at all possible. This means, not complaining about the writing and the scenes that I am putting you in.

I will tell more about what is going to happen in future blog posts.