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Stark County Commissioner Ken Zander Is The Man Of La Mancha

A couple of days ago I read another Dickinson Press newspaper article about Stark County Commissioner Ken Zander and his alleged acts of sexual harassment. Though an earlier newspaper article listed the accusations against him, and reported that the investigation concluded that he was not guilty of sexual harassment, this follow-up newspaper article was about a subsequent County Commission meeting where his accuser and her attorney spoke publicly.

I was thinking to myself, that this would make a very good musical or opera. For ages, Greek tragedies, Italian operas, and modern musicals have been about love, romance, debauchery, unrequited love, and public persecutions. This Ken Zander story has every element of a good musical or opera.

I began thinking about how I would write, direct, script, cast, and choreograph this story as a musical or opera. I could not help but begin reviewing in my mind, every musical, ballet, and opera that I had ever seen, to get some ideas on how to do this. I admire Ken Zander, and I would want someone who resembled him to play his part. Then I realized, “Ken Zander is The Man Of La Mancha, as played by Peter O’ Toole!”

As I began watching more movie clips from The Man Of La Mancha as played by Peter O’ Toole, I found what would serve as a good portrayal of Ken Zander’s romantic pursuit of Lisa Heiser, Stark County Parks Director, played by Sophia Loren:

I hope that these ideas will help to put this story and events into better historical perspective.

An Example Of How It Is Possible For Women To Be Logical

In the summer of 2012 I was working in an oil field in west Texas, right along the border of Mexico. In the town where I was staying, Crystal City, the population was probably about 80% Hispanic, and the inhabitants were more like Mexicans than anything else.

The family roots, customs, beliefs, traditions, practices, behaviors, and policies of the majority of the people in this area of west Texas was Mexican. They did not really like White people, and they often openly acted like they didn’t like White people.

In that oil field of west Texas, just like western North Dakota, there was and is a shortage of women. When I got off of work, the first thing that I would try to do was get something to eat. Soon, I found that the only restaurant in that region that I could reliably get decent food, was a restaurant/bar in Crystal City called Miguelito’s.

The restaurant/bar Miguelito’s in Crystal City usually had nice-looking, pleasant young waitresses, hostesses, and bar tenders. However, due to the Hispanic culture, traditions, and beliefs, it is considered very bad to trifle with the affection of nice young Hispanic girls, especially because they fall in love so quickly and completely. You should not seduce these nice young Hispanic girls unless you plan on marrying them.

After dinner, I would go back to where I lived and begin looking on the internet for women to meet, on sites such as PlentyOfFish. It should come as no surprise that there were very few women on internet dating sites out in the desert of west Texas.

It was truck drivers in Dickinson, North Dakota working in the oil field, that told me when there are no women on internet dating sites, go look on the website “Back Page” under the category “Escorts”. So, that is what I did.

At that time, 2012, before the U.S. Government shut down “Back Page”, there were some very nice looking escorts that advertised themselves. It often seemed too good to be true, like you would respond to a very nice-looking escort’s advertisement, but that is not the girl who would show up. It would be a hideous looking girl who showed up, or the police.

I began trying to look for advice on how to hire a prostitute or an escort, and I came upon a website titled, “Maggie McNeill, The Honest Courtesan”. This website had a tremendous amount of information, advice, and research on prostitutes and prostitution. The website owner had given herself the pseudonym “Maggie McNeill”.

Not only did I appreciate all of the information that “Maggie McNeill” had to offer, she was one of the best writers that I have ever read. Meaning not just amateur lay-person writers, but one of the best writers even among the most famous writers.

When I tried to find out the background of “Maggie McNeill”, I believe that she had a bachelor of arts in English, and a master’s in Library Science. She had been very ahead of her classmates in school, in New Orleans where she grew up and attended Catholic School.

After she graduated from college, she married a man who she met in college and she began working as a librarian. Her marriage did not last, and her husband caused her to be liable for about $90,000 in marital debt. In order to pay off this debt, she began working part-time as a stripper.

While working as a stripper, Maggie McNeill found out from other women that she could make much more money as a prostitute. She found out more about it, and began doing it. She liked it, and she liked the amount of money that she was making.

At some point, Maggie McNeill began writing about prostitution. I think that two of the main things that she wanted to accomplish were to set people straight on wanting to “rescue” prostitutes, and prostitutes being “victims”.

The gist of what Maggie McNeill wanted to explain, is that women have the right to chose whatever kind of work they wish to do, they don’t need “rescuing”, and women are not helpless “victims”. She was trying to explain that prostitution can be much higher paying than other types of work available to women, it allows women to be self-employed, it allows women to have flexibility in their schedule to enable them to do other things like go to school or take care of their children. https://maggiemcneill.wordpress.com/

When I left comments to Maggie McNeill’s articles asking questions, she replied promptly with helpful answers. I wrote to Maggie McNeill that she was a very good writer, and that I was surprised how logical and direct she was in her writing. She replied that women are some of the most logical writers there are, take Ayn Rand for instance.

Of course I had heard of Ayn Rand before, but I had never read about her, or read about who she was, or what she did. This was someone who I would have benefited from reading much earlier in my life. Ayn Rand was all about logic and “objectivism”. I am still no expert on Ayn Rand, it wasn’t until recently that I could really understand what she was talking about.

Here is a good introduction to Ayn Rand, a 1959 television interview with Mike Wallace:

The purpose of this blog post article is to point out to men and women, that women don’t have to behave like idiots, like they are all currently doing, it is possible for them to use logic and reasoning, so why don’t they?

The Most Thorough, Comprehensive, And Insightful Information On Women

Over the past fifty years women have become more and more insane, irrational, and irresponsible, to the point that our society does not function anymore.  This is the truth, this is reality, whether you want to accept it or not.

In the United States, 40%-50% of first marriages end in divorce.  The divorce rate for subsequent marriages is even higher.  Besides women becoming more and more dissatisfied in marriage, they expect their future ex-husband to continue to pay for everything for them, just as if they were still married, even if this will leave him unable to pay for himself to live.

Family and marriage used to be the most important building block in a civilized, safe, law-abiding society.  Now, marriage is just a legal tool for women to try to confiscate money and wealth from men.

Outside of marriage, women still try to confiscate the money and wealth of men by becoming pregnant, or making claims of rape and sexual assault, even after more than twenty years have passed.

If you don’t believe that society is not functioning anymore, not only are most men beginning to realize that marriage, children, and relationships with women are not worth the cost, things like imitation-women sex-dolls are becoming more widespread and normalized:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBRvbJwrwSQ&t=529s   This would be funny, until you stop and realize that more and more men would rather have sex with a synthetic doll than have anything to do with women.

In the last several years there have become more and more men that are discussing and writing about their decision to attempt to no longer deal with women under any circumstances, to the greatest extent possible.  This is the MGTOW movement, Men Going Their Own Way.

A reader might say that there have always been men who expressed their decision to not be involved with women anymore, such as philosophers, monks, or French Legionnaires.  The difference is, with MGTOW these men are not disengaging from normal life, they just believe that having any involvement with women will likely ruin their life.

For me, some of the MGTOW writers which make the most sense are “Hammer Hand”, “RPM”, “Coach Greg Adams”, “Better Bachelor”, and Tom Leykis.  Though these writers, YouTubers, and broadcasters make a great deal of sense to me with their ideas, observations, and arguments, each of them has a certain amount of anger which gets them sidetracked and distracted.

Recently, I began watching a YouTube channel called huMAN from Australia, that is to me like a synthesis of all MGTOW knowledge, observations, and arguments.  This channel was created by a man in his late forties four years ago, and it has about 250 videos.

This YouTube channel creator is a good speaker, he is calm, he remains focused, and he maintains a steady brisk pace.  Women can not say that he is a loser, because he is handsome, physically fit, very intelligent, well-spoken, and probably professionally, socially, and financially successful.

As an introduction to huMAN, I will share a video where he explains that women don’t want to be understood, they just want to be heard, be the center of attention, and waste your time:

Because huMAN stays on track so well, he often gets so far down a mental path that I don’t really want to go any further, I have heard enough, I can’t take any more.  I am not saying that his videos are too long or that he belabors a point, it’s that his analysis is often so thorough that I don’t need or want that much information.

I was glad to know, that his conclusions are ultimately the same as mine, Hammer Hand’s, RPM’s, Coach Greg Adams’, Better Bachelor’s, Tom Leykis’, and all the other MGTOW practitioners :

The way that things are now will ultimately come to an end, and women won’t like it.  When men walk away, the strong independent women will think that they will be O.K., but soon they will find out.

Men will stop paying child support, alimony, and taxes.  The military, law enforcement, corrections officers are mostly men.  They will not do their job, they will not arrest men, they will not incarcerate men, they will not respond to women’s 911 calls.  They will not help women, they will not listen to women, they will ignore women.

Collectively, men are sick of women’s shit.  When all men feel this same way at about the same time, it’s over for women.  Men may or may not go to work, but they are not going to listen to or respond to women, as they are all fed up with women’s schemes of child support, alimony, sexual harassment claims, false accusations, affirmative action, lies, deceit, trickery, and treachery.

When the electric power goes out, the gas utilities go out, the water quits running, the sewer backs up, there are no lights, no heat, no running water, backed up sewer, no food deliveries to the grocery store, no fuel deliveries to the gas station, no one responding to 911 calls,  when women plead for help, men will say, “A woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle, go fix the shit yourself you stupid cunt.”

A Very Strange Email That I Never Read About A Girl That I Like

A couple of years ago I met a very friendly, funny, attractive young lady working at a business in Dickinson, North Dakota. Just seeing her and being around her made me feel so much better. I regretted very much that I had not met her sooner. She had been in Dickinson for years without me meeting or seeing her before.

Of course I wrote a blog post article about her. Several months after I wrote the blog post article about her, she saw it while she away at college. She sent me a kind of curt reply in response to the article, which wasn’t so friendly.

Unlike all of the other women that I have ever written about, she was the only one that I ever contacted to ask if I could see her again. This was just before Christmas of 2019. She ignored me, but I am sure that she showed my email to some of her friends so that they could all laugh and make fun.

It is very common for women of all ages to shriek at me, saying that I have no business trying to become involved with young women. Oh, I completely disagree. Young women who have not outwardly turned mean yet, they are the only ones that I look forward to seeing.

Yesterday I was going through an email account that I do not use very often, when I saw an email from January of this year, that I had never seen or read. It was from a foreign man who I will call “Adam”, and it was about this young lady that I have been talking about so far in this blog post.

Adam was a few years older than me, and he was very enthusiastically saying that he felt exactly the same way as I did about her. You will not believe the rest of his email. In the case of this particular young lady, I honestly think that there is a 50% chance that Adam’s story is true, and an equal 50% chance that someone is pranking me.

I swear that I did not make this up:

“Hello dickinson58601, 

I came across your blog while looking for new blogs to follow and this entry lit up a youthful part of my otherwise aging body. 

I know the girl you blog about in this entry. I met her at (redacted), the one in Dickinson (I live in Taylor) and we spoke for a few minutes while her shift was ending. I knew she was special when she spoke; her voice and youthful glow, I’m sure you felt the same feeling. That rejuvenating passion only a young woman holds. God is good isn’t he, and he spent extra time with her.

I returned in a week’s time thinking she’d left for college, but “Aphrodite” (as I call her) was there and we had a chance to speak for a long unforgettable time. She told me about college, her promiscuous deeds, and the boys she liked. There was a list! What a popular girl. 

We ended up speaking for an hour or so before we made our way to the Brickhouse on main st. and had a night to remember. I ate steak and potatoes and she had a salad and plenty of bread! We kept laughing together, I shared stories of my old loves and soon we found ourselves agreeing on spending the night together. 

I can’t explain the beauty of her youth. Her fair skin was ecstasy when touched, her voice expelling passion as I explored virgin land, her back arching as I showed her all I knew. It was like riding a bike, she needed my help. She was passionate and fun with me. My bed became ours for the night.

 We still talk and share. I would love to share stories and even photos of us if you would enjoy those.

Let me know, 

your friend. “

What do you make of that? Even if this story is made up, what “Adam” wrote is how I felt about her too. And I wouldn’t put this past her, this is what she seemed like to me, it’s possible that this happened.

I think one of the reasons why women of all ages shriek at me for trying to become involved with younger women, is they know that younger women will do it.

Suspiciously Good Videos Of Hannah Lee Duggan Sewing

In these very last days of my life, living in Dickinson, I had become resigned to the fact that I would likely experience nothing but the Jack-O’-Lantern women of North Dakota for the remainder of the time that I have left.  Hideous, menacing, monsters.

I am trying to withdraw from, ignore, and pay no attention to the ugliness that actually surrounds me, and create my own imaginary World, probably like people who are incarcerated for life in prison, with no hope of ever getting out.  The same as living in Dickinson, North Dakota.

On the internet, sometimes I look at the website Chaturbate.com, which shows hundreds of live nude cam models.  I look at the screenshot of what each model is doing, and I pick the one that seems interesting or attractive.  Some of the most interesting models, they don’t undress at all, they are entertaining enough to be good company, one of them is named “Nura” a.k.a. 8a8y’s  https://chaturbate.com/8a8y/ .

But Nura is not always on, and she never takes all of her clothes off.  For me, the model which takes her clothes off, and shows what she looks like all over, without fake acting or being difficult, is JennyCutey  https://chaturbate.com/jennycutey/ .  JennyCutey never complains or acts difficult, she has a very easy-going pleasant disposition.

But sometimes neither Nura nor JennyCutey is on, so what now?  Most of the other Chaturbate models have chosen to put on some kind of act, rather than be themselves, and their poor, unconvincing acting, comes across as phony, fake, and irritating.

Instead, I have started watching Hannah Lee Duggan sewing videos.  The reason why, is that Hannah is attractive, she has a likable disposition, she shows intelligence, creativity, and ingenuity, the clothes that she makes turn out well, and she models these clothes:

I enjoy watching Hannah so much, the steps that she takes to make her own clothes, and her clothes turn out so well with her modelling them, that I can easily watch the entire twenty minute sewing video.

The first time that I had watched a Hannah Lee Duggan sewing video, I thought that she was possibly an introverted hillbilly nut-case, with the denim overalls that she was wearing, her large eyeglasses, and the fact that she was making clothes out of curtains that she had bought at a thrift store.  I read or saw that she lived in Minnesota, and I thought, that figures.

I would have been much happier if I had continued to believe that she was an introverted, nutty, country mouse, that way in my mind I would have had a chance of tricking her, taking advantage of her, or seducing her, but no such luck.

Here is a short biography that she gives of herself https://www.hannahleeduggan.com/about-me

“I’m currently living in a van.

If you couldn’t tell by that, I’m a bit of a nomad. To get a feel for who I am and how I got here this is a spark-notes, wild ride of a time that has been my life up to now;

When I turned 18 in 2012, I hopped on a cruise ship working as a stewardess, where I got to sail around the New England Islands, the Hudson River, and the Florida Coast. 95 hour work weeks, dead tired all the time, and probably have back aches that will last the rest of my life from this, but met some great people and learned a lot about working hard and still somehow finding the time to enjoy where you are.

I then moved to Oakland, CA (for literally no reason, other than I had a friend that had space for a roommate on the fold out couch.) Worked a bit, played a bit. Made a day trip to Los Angeles and decided to move there after six months of living in Northern California.

Lived in downtown LA (two blocks from Skid Row, (3/10 only recommend if you’re looking for character growth or are as broke as I was) where I picked up modeling jobs and did background acting (catch me in Grey’s Anatomy S12:E4 for about a millisecond). Managed to find the time – and money?? to get to Europe and travel around for a month (but apparently not enough for a diff apartment). Started in Paris, met a friend in a small town 20 miles outside of Rome, hitchhiked with some Canadian guys up through Venice, and got dropped in Zurich – which is increDIBLY expensive by the way – then slept on a friend’s dorm room floor for a week in England before returning to Paris, coming down with a 103F fever, and heading back to LA with $6 in my bank account.

When I could no longer afford LA (who can?) I moved home and enrolled at the University of Minnesota, going in and out every other semester, traveling, working and paying off debts in between classes. Still, to this day my academic advisor doesn’t know what to do with me.

Between semesters (and sometimes mid-semester) I traveled to Hawaii, road tripped from New York to LA, spent two weeks in Costa Rica, danced around Colombia, and last minute tripped to Ireland and London. Most of these trips were spent in hostels/alone/with barely any money.

Summer of 2017 I was sent to Hong Kong on a three month modeling contract. I knew no-one, lived in a flat the size of a bread box, and sweat my butt off in the humidity. The first week I spent alone and miserable, missing home like crazy. By the end of the second week I’d met a million new people, been to clubs until 7am, spent the day on a yacht and found some gorgeous waterfall hikes. By the end of the three months I didn’t want to leave, I’d met so many good friends, and had so many incredible experiences. Hong Kong felt like home.

By January 3rd, 2018 I was on my way back to Hong Kong, this time with my sister in tow. We spent about a week there, getting into all sorts of mischief, before heading to Sri Lanka for a little under a month, and then to Egypt, where we met some really lovely people and went diving in the Red Sea.

Got back from the trip itching to leave again, this time with no ties to Minnesota, where it’s so easy to fall into a comfort zone with family and friends and familiar places.

April 26, 2018, after hours and days scrolling Craigslist, I drove an hour out of the cities, to Litchfield, MN to buy my 2001 Ford Econoline Van. I sold most of my things, and put the rest in storage, meanwhile working and sweating and cursing at this van as I hacked my way through gutting it, insulating it, putting walls up, and trying to figure out how to get electric working.

So here I am now, living in a van, and answering everyone’s questions about where I go to the bathroom or take a shower, you know, the normal questions.”

I am less happy knowing the truth about who she actually is.  But I still do not think that I have the complete picture.  Because of what I have seen in some of her other YouTube videos that she makes, I am suspicious, there is something else going on that I don’t know.  I will try to find out.

The Mistake That Women Make In Assessing Their Boyfriend’s Earning Potential

I have been wanting to write this particular blog post article for a long time.  Every time I see a woman whose life has been ruined by the man she chose to be with, I wanted to write about this so that other women do not make this same mistake.

I ask myself, how could she have been so fucking stupid, what the hell was she thinking?  What it comes down to, is that All women make the same mistake in assessing their boyfriend’s earning potential.  They overlook or are oblivious to his largest faults.

As I wrote in my previous blog post article yesterday, young women in high school or just out of high school do not have enough real-world experience to be a good judge of who to have children with.  Young women, and even older women, are attracted to young men with a great deal of energy, enthusiasm, and confidence, in spite of the fact that he is an idiot.

I explained yesterday that in the states of UT, ID, MT, ND, SD, and WY energetic, enthusiastic, confident young men can get a job performing farm labor, construction labor, or oil field labor for roughly $15 per hour during the Spring, Summer, and Fall months.  With overtime, this $3,000 per month that these young men can earn is enough to pay for an apartment and the bills for a young couple just out of high school.

Young women make the mistake of thinking that it is O.K. to go ahead and get pregnant because they are making enough money to pay all of their bills.  These young women do not realize that when the economy begins a downturn, the construction boom is over, or the oil boom is over, these $15 per hour unskilled-labor jobs will be the first to disappear.

These young women are unprepared for this.  Not only did they expect their boyfriend to keep his job, they expected him to eventually get a raise, become a foreman, then become a superintendent.  In fact, they kind of planned on this, that’s why they went ahead and got pregnant.

The truth is, that even if the the economy had not gone bad, the construction boom had not ended, or the oil boom had not ended, their boyfriend would not have kept his job, been promoted to foreman, or become a superintendent.

Only about 20% of workers will ever become a foreman, that’s 20 out of 100 workers.  You take those 20 workers who made it to foreman, and about 5 of those will ever be a superintendent.  That means that only 5% of workers will ever become a superintendent.

It should be understood without having to explain it, that only the most intelligent, competent, reliable, and responsible workers will be promoted to foremen.  What these young women had failed to consider, the fact that their boyfriend runs around like a hyper-active attention-deficit-disorder hunting dog that has just been let out of its cage, this is not what employers are looking for in a foreman.

This ADHD behavior will actually cause their young boyfriend to top out at $15-$17 per hour within a couple of years, and then it will be all down hill from there, because no one will want him around anymore.

For ease of explanation, I want to elaborate by using a young ADHD idiot named “Tyler”.

Young Tyler, with a great deal of energy, enthusiasm, and confidence, he is good at carrying things in the middle of a construction site where he can’t do much damage.  He is good at digging trenches all day.  He is good at running a compactor all day.  He is good at carrying and placing concrete forms.

As time goes by, Tyler’s employer might give him the chance to load the truck in the morning, hook up the trailer, drive the truck and trailer, to see if Tyler can handle that by himself.  Did Tyler load all of the equipment, materials, tools, fuel, and water that they would need that day?

Within six months or a year, Tyler’s employer might see if he can start work in the morning on his own.  Did Tyler know what they are supposed to do, can he read the job site plans, can he correctly measure and lay out the work, can he perform the work on his own?

If Tyler, though he is energetic, enthusiastic, and confident, if he arrives at the job site without the equipment, material, tools, fuel, water that he needs, damages the truck or trailer, ruins the work material, builds in the wrong location, can’t get started on his own, the employer makes the decision that all Tyler is good for is labor under direct supervision.

However, once Tyler has been given the chance to do things on his own after working for a year, and has failed, and been kept doing only supervised labor, he is now dissatisfied, resentful, or doesn’t understand, and now he becomes a problem.  He sporadically tries to take control of tasks or jobs, and ends up leading others in the wrong direction, making mistakes, and ruining work.

The employer gave Tyler a chance to demonstrate his ability, he damaged equipment, ruined material, couldn’t read the site plans, built in the wrong place, so the employer just wants to use him as supervised labor.  Meanwhile, as younger and newer workers are showing their capabilities, Tyler interferes with them in their job, because Tyler does not want these newer workers to surpass him.

At this point, someone like Tyler, who has been a laborer for several years, who has demonstrated that he can’t advance beyond direct supervised labor, because of a lack of intelligence, focus, or being unable to think things through, if he is now discontented being just a laborer, and constantly causes problems, makes mistakes, interferes with other workers, employers do not want someone like this around anymore.

The young high school girl, or even some older woman, thought that they could count on Tyler working in construction or the oil field and making at least $15-$17 per hour.  However, once a young man has worked for several years, demonstrated that he can only work as direct supervised labor, and he thinks that he should be in a higher position, employers do not want this kind of person around at all, when they could just hire a younger person with more potential who does what they are told.

The Mistake That Lower Class And Lower Middle Class Women Make In Mating

One of the biggest mistakes that Lower Class and Lower Middle Class women make in mating, is mating too soon.  While still in high school, or just out of high school they begin having children before they know what they are doing.

If these women would wait until they were in their mid-twenties to begin having children, they would be better informed on whether this was the right decision at the moment based on their circumstances, and they would be a much better judge of who should father their children.

Overall, the biggest mistake that Lower Class and Lower Middle Class women make in mating, is selecting the wrong man to have children with.  Unfortunately this decision is made with the mind of a high school girl, not an adult woman with experience and knowledge about the World.

One of the reasons why Lower Class and Lower Middle Class women are so susceptible to mating early, is that they usually have no expectation of going to college after high school, and one of the only ways that they can see themselves getting out of their parent’s household after graduation is by hooking up with some guy.

Especially in the mid-western states like Utah, Idaho, Montana, North Dakota, South Dakota, and Wyoming where there is not a lot going on, it is an attractive option to young Lower Class and Lower Middle Class women to get out of their parent’s house by shacking up with some guy, and getting pregnant right out of high school.

The reason why this is such a huge mistake, is that young Lower Class and Lower Middle Class women pick idiots to mate with while they are in high school and do not know any better.

In high school, energetic, enthusiastic, entertaining, over-confident boys are attractive to high school girls, even though these boys may be idiots or extremely stupid.  At this time, these young men and women are not currently suffering any ill-effects of these young men being stupid, because they are not yet having to earn their own money in order to survive.

It is important to note, that in high school and right out of high school, energetic, enthusiastic, over-confident boys who may be idiots or stupid can currently earn roughly $15 per hour performing farm work, performing construction labor, or performing oil field labor.  Their ability to earn $500-$800 per week during the summer months and purchase a nice vehicle while still in high school indicates to high school girls that they are a winner.

These young men in the mid-western states like UT, ID, MT, ND, SD, and WY earning $3,000 per month through the Spring, Summer, and Fall months performing labor, is enough money for a young couple just out of high school to be able to afford a place to rent and pay their bills.  This leads young women to mistakenly believe that it is O.K. to begin having children, because they do not know what is going to happen.  They have not lived long enough as an adult to know the nature of their mate’s employment.

Young men can earn good money performing construction labor when there is a construction boom, and oil field labor when there is an oil boom, but they are some of the first people to be let go as the boom comes to an end.  From what I have seen in my lifetime, both a construction boom, and an oil boom, lasts about seven years.

If a young man is entering his late teen years during the middle of a construction boom or an oil boom, he can make good money performing labor for possibly the next three to four years.  This can mean that he is making good money in the summer when he is 17-18 and still in high school, and 19-20 years old when he and his girlfriend are renting an apartment and she becomes pregnant.

But when this young man becomes 21 years old, the construction boom or the oil boom will likely be over, they don’t last forever.  60-80% of the young men performing labor will lose their good employment when the boom is over.  Pretty soon it will become apparent that this young man is not going to find any employment that pays $3,000 per month, or any employment at all.

The young 21 year old Lower Class or Lower Middle Class new mother will not be prepared for what has happened.  This young couple will no longer be able to pay for their apartment and pay their bills, especially because neither of them saved any money.  The angry young mother will likely turn to Social Services who will be more than happy to assist her in legally obtaining an order of child support, as long as the father is not present in the household.

In order to not make this blog post article too long, for now I will skip elaborating on another key problem with young Lower Class and Lower Middle Class women assessing a potential mate.  They always make the mistake of assessing their boyfriend’s future earning potential by extrapolating what he is currently making as a construction laborer or oil field laborer, into what he will be making as he advances into higher positions.  They are not taking into account that their boyfriend is an idiot or stupid, and not only will he not advance into higher positions, he will not even keep his current level of employment.

More Than 9 Out Of 10 Women Think They Are Smart

More than 9 out of 10 women think that they are smart.  About 95% of women think that they are smart.  This is one of the reasons why there are so many problems in the World, especially in the United States.

When you have people managing things, deciding things, voting, and raising children, who are stupid, and they don’t know it, this causes all kinds of problems.

Please stop and think about this, have you ever met a woman who didn’t think that she was smart?  They all do.  Even when they have driven into a utility pole, a ditch, or off the side of a cliff, they think that they are smart.  Even when they are on welfare with three kids fathered by three different men who are currently unemployed or in prison, they think that they are smart.

The most brilliant, knowledgeable, and ingenious people on Earth, are young women ages 15-25, because they know absolutely everything already and are smarter than everyone else.  It’s no use telling them anything or giving them any instructions, because they aren’t going to listen or pay attention to what you are saying because they know better.

See, women have things figured out from an early age.  Their father, or the government, is supposed to pay for them until they are like 18, or 30 years old.  Then, if they get married, their husband is supposed to pay for everything, forever, even if they get divorced a few years later, he still has to pay for everything.

Also, women should have the same jobs as men, be able to serve in the military, get paid the same as men, and be able to keep their job while on maternity leave.  Except if they are in the military during a conflict, then if they get pregnant they want out of the military.

Women are strong and independent.  They don’t want to be sexualized, unless they can get something from being sexualized or gain some advantage from being sexually appealing, such as getting out of trouble, getting a job, working as a model, actress, newscaster, entertainer, stripper, or prostitute.  Then, at a later date after having used their sexuality to gain an advantage, they can go back and initiate a lawsuit for being sexually harassed.

Yes, women definitely don’t want to be sexualized.  That’s why they get breast implants, wear high heels, wear low-cut blouses revealing their breasts, wear tight-fitting jeans, short cut-off shorts,  buy lingerie and Bikinis, model naked in magazines, and enter beauty pageants.  No sexualization for them!

Women are so creative and intelligent, they have found a new outlet for their ingenuity, making YouTube videos where they try to get people’s attention by showing off their breasts, asses, up-skirt, and up-shorts.  Often times, when they have received thousands of views to their YouTube videos where they have exposed themselves in order to get attention, they complain that men are looking at them, and they are now an innocent victim who was merely minding her own business.  Brilliant!

See how smart women are.  They get breast implants, wear low-cut breast-revealing tops, short skirts, and high heels, in order to get people, especially men to pay attention to them.  Next, they complain that they are victims, men are looking at them, and sexualizing them.  Someone please help them!  With money, or a vehicle, or both.

I Didn’t Know That You Could Look At Live Nude Chat Models For Free

Ten days ago I was watching a YouTube video on the MGTOW channel “Better Bachelor”, where the host was discussing a lawsuit attempting to block the website “Thothub” from unauthorized use of porn models’ videos.

Some woman was a paid nude model on a website like “Only Fans”, and someone had illegally recorded one of her paid sessions, and uploaded this video to the website “Thothub” where people could watch this video for free.

When I tried to find the website “Thothub”, it was gone, the woman’s lawsuit was successful.  What did show up in the internet search, was an explanation by “PornDude”, that there were nineteen other websites where you could watch live nude webcam models for free.

I used the link on the “PornDude” website, which took me to the website “Chaturbate”.  I was very surprised at the “Chaturbate” website, they had at least 250 live nude chat models to choose from, to watch for free.

You could watch any one of these more than 250 live nude chat models for free, for as long as you wanted.

You could browse the thumbnail photographs of each chat model, which was actually a screen shot of what the model was currently doing.  Some of the women were currently fully dressed, some of the women were topless, and some of of the women were completely nude at the moment.

You could browse the screenshot photos, and pick the woman that you wanted or liked.  Within about a second of clicking, the video feed of that particular woman would be on your computer screen.

It was confusing to me at first, but within a few hours I got the general idea of what to expect using the Chaturbate website.  Each woman got to decide how she wanted to present herself, what she wanted to do, how much money she wanted to make, and what she was willing to do on camera for money.

Some women had decided that they didn’t want to be nude at all, they would just interact with viewers through short text messages.  Some of these attractive women who didn’t take any of their clothes off, had as many as several hundred viewers at a time.

Some women who were cold fish, with bad attitudes, who came across as unfriendly, they remained fully clothed, not because they planned to, but because they only had a few viewers at a time, and none of them would pay the model to take her clothes off.  This usually just increased the chat model’s anger, and she could go for hours without making any money.

On my first time viewing models on the website Chaturbate, one of the most successful models appeared to have made about $300-$400 in a five hour online session.  This model was about 5′-9″, 125 lbs, long dark hair, slender build, 28 years old.  You could tell from the sofa that she was sitting on, her blankets, her clothes, and the walls, that she was living in a not very nice apartment.

While she was doing her live webcam session, there was faint dance, club, or ghetto music playing in the background.  What was louder than the background music, was this model’s black boyfriend who was talking on the telephone in the background.  He was carrying on never-ending phone conversations, and having people stop by the apartment, while his girlfriend was being a live nude cam model in the living room.

This whole scene, was like watching an evening at a black drug dealer’s house, with his crazy, good looking white drug addict girlfriend acting like a nymphomaniac over on the sofa, while he just went about his business and ignored her, because it’s this same old thing with crazy naked white girls every day.

To explain how this particular model was successful, she had posted that her “goal” was 200 tokens.  She had an itemized list of how many tokens for each act, it went something like this:  take off top (20), take off bottom (40), slap ass (50), show ass (100), show vagina (200).  Because of this particular model’s care-free uninhibited attitude, she maintained at least 600 viewers throughout the night, and she reached her 200 token goal every five to ten minutes, over and over again.

I looked up how much these tokens cost.  Each token costs the viewer about 10-12 cents to purchase.  When the model receives these tokens as tips from her viewers, she can redeem each token for 5 cents.

In terms of money, this particular model was willing to take off her top for $1, take off her bottom for $2, slap her ass for $2.50, show her ass for $5, and show her vagina for $10.  This seems like a small amount of money.  However, when you add this up, that she was being tipped $10 every five to ten minutes, she was earning more than $60 an hour by just flopping around on the sofa in her own apartment.

Here is the link to the Chaturbate website:  https://chaturbate.com/  Warning!  This site contains graphic nudity.

When you look at the Chaturbate website, because they have hundreds of live nude cam models, and there are hundreds of other websites like this one, it makes you wonder, “Do all women do this?”  I think that they probably do.  I think that all women when they go home, that this is what they do.

I think that it should probably be acceptable, if you see a woman in the grocery store that you like, at her work, or on her YouTube channel, that you could ask her what her webcam address is.

I don’t know how long the following link will be good for, because this woman is not online 24 hours per day, but here is a fairly respectable, moderate nude chat model https://chaturbate.com/douxtease/

Here is this chat model’s bio:

“First the mother of Sneaky Bastards

now the Queen of Introverted Perverts.

Night-time dancer.

Non-explicit but not non-nude.

Likes people who rock her boat and then

keep it afloat.

Compulsive buyer of expensive lingerie.

Doesn’t like to be told what to do.

Accepts tokens or Tesla stocks.

Yeehaws make her vein pop.

She daydreams about:  running on the beach with her 5 dogs,

driving on the Amalfie coast in an E-type and becoming

Tarantino’s new feet muse.”

Using the above link, if this particular chat model is offline, you can scroll down the screen and click on one of the tabs to see her photograph and bio.

Is Dickinson North Dakota A Good Place To Live

After my experience yesterday in Dickinson, North Dakota trying to make a bank deposit, I am a changed person.  It’s like I have been nearly drowning in a lake, treading water, trying to keep my head above water, and I finally sank and my lungs became completely filled with the filthy, ignorant, inbred, backwards, ugly, hostile water, as I was submerged in Dickinson.

Or, it was like being ass-raped in prison while you were minding your own business and not expecting it, going to the local bank in Dickinson, and once again having your entire day, outlook on life, expectation in people, trust in people, expectation of normal behavior, and trust in institutions ruined.  Prison and Dickinson are the same, the same perverse, primitive, ignorant, law-less shit happens.

Let’s just face it, you are never going to be able to have an enjoyable day in Dickinson.  You are never going to be able to go to any business in Dickinson and get what you came for.  You are never going to meet any nice, enjoyable, interesting people.  You are never going to see an attractive woman in Dickinson.  You will never be left alone by the Dickinson Police, prison guards.

Every day in Dickinson, from the time that you wake up in the morning to the time that you go to bed at night, there will be fat, ugly, Jack-O-Lantern women standing outside smoking a cigarette, driving by in a Chevy Tahoe smoking a cigarette, working at every store that you go to.

Have you ever read about women who get raped, how they handle getting raped?  They say that they try to leave their body, that they are not even in their body, they are not experiencing what is being done to their body, they are not here.  That’s how you cope with living in Dickinson.

This is how I have to live in Dickinson.  You people here are so fucking stupid, ugly, inbred, ignorant, uneducated, dirty, incompetent, law-less, and backwards, that no one normal in their right mind wants to be here.

Can Facebook Marketplace Be Used To Find Attractive Women

For the past several years, I had no interest whatsoever in Facebook Marketplace.  I thought that Facebook Marketplace was pathetic, and for losers.  What kind of people would waste their time advertising a pair of cut-off jean shorts for $6?

In the past, I have had problems looking at BisMan online classifieds.  I look at vehicle listings, I don’t need any more vehicles, then I drive over to Bismarck with a car trailer and buy another vehicle that I didn’t need, like a hoarder.

I have thought about going to Alcoholics Anonymous meetings, not because I am an alcoholic, but because I have an addiction about buying vehicles, I can’t stop.  Alcoholics Anonymous isn’t just for people who have an alcohol addiction, it can be for other addictions, like drug addiction, or gambling.

The problem with me going to Alcoholics Anonymous, is that once I talked about my problem, someone in the group would try to sell me a vehicle.  And the other problem, is that I would be trying to pick up vulnerable drug-addict girls in the AA group to have sex.

Recently, once I saw that there were low-low vehicle prices on Facebook Marketplace, I began looking at Facebook Marketplace five times each day, and I bought another vehicle that I didn’t need.  I keep wanting to buy more vehicles and motorcycles.

On Facebook Marketplace I was having to skip past all the ad listings for Bikinis and cut-off jean shorts for $6, and I was thinking to myself, “What kind of person would wear these extremely short-short cut-offs?  And, are they are so desperate for money that they are trying to get $6?”  Waaaaaiiiiiit………..

What kind of woman, would wear these short cut-off jean shorts, and be so desperate for money, that she would take the time to list this?  How could I be so stupid!!!???  This should have been like a big flashing neon sign for me, “Hot trashy woman, will do anything for money”.

I was thinking, how stupid am I?  Backpage online classifieds which used to have listings for escorts, has been shut down for about the past three years.  How come I didn’t pick up on this Facebook Marketplace thing of women listing tiny Bikinis and tiny cut-off shorts for $6?

I began looking through Facebook Marketplace for the most raunchy thong Bikinis and jean shorts, that I could find.  I was thinking about what I could message them, “You want $6?  What would you do for $100?  Call me.”  Don’t be naive, I know what these women are looking for, they don’t really want to waste their time on $6, they are just trying to lure men in so that they can get $100.

When I began clicking on the Bikini and jean shorts sellers’ Facebook profiles, they were mostly young mothers who had just had their second or third child.  Oh, I thought, they figure they won’t be needing these anymore.

It was funny, these women in Dickinson and Bismarck had used these Bikinis and short-shorts to attract a man, get married, entice them into getting them pregnant, and then these women figured, “I won’t be needing these anymore.”  Ha, ha.  The joke is on those poor married men fuckers who got tricked, now all they have to do is pay for everything, ha, ha.

Still, I don’t think that I am too far wrong about women who are willing to go through the trouble of photographing, listing, talking to, and meeting a buyer somewhere, for $6.  No one misses a piece off of a sliced loaf, right?

I would never allow my wife to advertise and sell anything for $6.  I think that it gives people the wrong idea.  Honey, it’s time to just let this Bikini go, just let it retire, it had a good life, it has been through enough, and seen enough, it doesn’t need to go live with someone else.  Give me that!  No!  You’re not selling this fucking thing on Facebook!

Getting Bored With Swimsuit Try On Videos And Women

A few weeks ago I bought a 1980 Porsche 928 that had been stored in a garage and hadn’t been driven for the past twenty years.  I knew that these cars were difficult to work on.  There was no way that I would take this car to a Porsche mechanic, repair garage, or dealership because the hourly shop rate, amount of time, and parts cost would be astronomical.

In 2013 I had to sell my 1967 Porsche 911S, which if I had kept it, in the modified condition that it was in, it would be worth about $60,000 now.  I paid $6,500 for it in 2003.  If this car had not been modified by changing the rear hood, rear bumper, front trunk, front bumper, and wheel wells, it would be worth about $100,000 now.  The early Porsche 911 have skyrocketed in price.

The early Porsche 911 have become so scarce and so expensive now, that people have begun collecting 912, 914, 924, 944, and 928 even though these cars have been mostly unwanted from about 1990 through 2015.  It looks like Porsche 928 prices are beginning to climb now the same way that the early Porsche 911 prices did.  This is probably the main reason why I bought this 928 a few weeks ago.  Also, the particular engine in this car by itself, is worth more than I paid for the entire vehicle.

It is summer now, and on my days off from my job, I have been working on this car that I bought, whether I wanted to or not.  In a way, I feel like time spent working on this car is not wasted time, the more work that I do, the more that this car is worth.  Did I accidentally and unintentionally find a way to make money in my spare time with this hobby, is that what I did?

I made a deal or policy with myself, that I would not waste time on the internet with Facebook or YouTube during the day when I could be doing something productive.  If I wasn’t going to be working on this car, I needed to do things like clean the roof gutters on my house, fix the mortar on my brick house chimney, etc.

It started raining at about 3 p.m. today and it continued to drizzle for the remainder of the day, so I had to go inside.  I began looking at things on the internet, and before long I was watching swimsuit try-on videos on YouTube, again.  YouTube was partly to blame, because it kept putting swimsuit try-on videos at the top of my recommended videos list.

Like I wrote about in a recent previous blog post article, some of these women will surprise you.  They look plain, ordinary, and uninteresting with their clothes on, but once they take their clothes off, some of them look amazing.

At first it was funny watching and listening to these women for a few minutes while they talked about what they had gotten and were about to try on.  Some of them had plain faces, slightly unattractive faces, uninviting facial expressions, dull voices, monotonous voices, nothing interesting to say, but they made up for this after they took their clothes off.

I was chuckling to myself that most of these women were so dull to listen to, could we please just get to the point where you take your clothes off.  I thought of what it must be like to be their boyfriend, to have to ride with them places in a car, to have to go shopping with them, to be stuck somewhere with them.  I thought to myself, “Man, would this even be worth it?”

There are hundreds of women in the U.S. who upload swimsuit and lingerie try-on videos to YouTube.  It is very common to see that these women have anywhere from 15K to 75K subscribers to their YouTube channel.  But I could not believe some of the things that I began to see as I watched more of these videos.

There were women with narrow-set eyes, and wide faces, with dour facial expressions, heavy looking, wearing sweatsuits, who did not look attractive, who appeared to be the least likely people to make swimsuit try-on videos.  To my surprise, they didn’t look bad in Bikinis, but the extent of each Bikini photography consisted of one to two seconds of a frontal view only, and then they were back on the couch wearing their sweatsuit.

Myself and other commentors to these videos wrote, if you are going to make try-on videos, can you please show what you are wearing for more than one to two seconds, and can you actually model the clothing, so that we can see how it looks from the side and the back?  Also, if you are uncomfortable and embarrassed about being photographed or recorded wearing a swimsuit, why are you making these videos, just don’t make them in the first place.

Thank God for YouTube, because after a while, I didn’t care what the fuck any of these women looked like in a Bikini, I couldn’t stand to listen to the stupid shit that they were saying, they were fucking boring, and they were idiots for having their life revolve around what kind of clothing they might wear.  I didn’t care what they looked like, I don’t think that I could stand any of them for even one day.

I learned a lesson from this, even women that look incredible naked, they are so annoying and irritating, that I couldn’t take it, no way could I stand them being around.  I would much rather be mowing my lawn or working on my car, being a bachelor, than having one of these 110 lb chattering parasites around.

Update:  After I wrote this blog post article, I calmed down some, and realized what had happened.  I had unknowingly strayed away from videos of nice Skank Girls, who do not talk too much, and try to do a good job, and instead began viewing videos of women who considered themselves to be professional models, who ran their mouth in their videos instead of model clothes.

Swedish Skank Girl, Who Probably Works At A Bank

I am going to show you a couple of YouTube videos of a Swedish Skank girl, so that you have the chance to see Skank Girls from other parts of the World.

I have not had the chance yet to write a blog post article telling you everything you need to know about Skank Girls, like I said I would in a previous blog post.  For the time being, I need to explain that Skank Girls come from underprivileged beginnings and backgrounds, they didn’t have the same opportunities and luxuries as girls from middle-class, upper-middle-class, or wealthy families.

The reason why I often state that Skank Girls work at banks, is because they do.  Starting out, bank tellers are not paid very well.  They are required to have an acceptable appearance, proper behavior, dress appropriately, follow instructions, work competently, be dependable, be trustworthy, have no criminal record, yet they are not paid very well considering these qualifications.

What kind of person accepts low pay for being highly qualified?  Skank Girls who didn’t have very much growing up, who never had anyone helping them, who never had anyone setting them up in life.  Psychologically, Skank Girls never had anyone telling them that they were smart, or pretty, or talented, so they never thought they were any of these things.

Skank Girls are used to having very little, and expecting very little out of life.  They think that they are plain, ordinary, and untalented, because everyone always treated them so.  Banks love to get their hands on Skank Girls, because even though they are fairly intelligent, competent, nice looking, and talented, they don’t know it themselves, therefore they work for low pay.

To make a distinction, low-class, trashy, and air-headed girls can work in retail, hospitality, or restaurants, but not in banking.  So Skank Girls are something different than low-class/trashy/air-headed girls.

Below is the first video of a Swedish Skank Girl that I wanted to show you.  I forgot to mention a very important point, Skank Girls often look very nice with no clothes on.  Who knew, they often just look skinny and uninteresting with their clothes on:

That was a nice video.  What’s that you say?  How do I know that she is a Skank?  For One, her name is “Mikaela”;  Two, look at her long fingernails;  Three, she didn’t have enough food to eat as a young girl, that’s why she is so naturally thin.

This young lady has approximately one hundred videos on her YouTube channel, and only one video where she is speaking in English.  Her English is very good, but she is saying that she doesn’t like speaking in English.  See, she is intelligent after all:

Here in Dickinson, North Dakota, there are nearly Zero women who look like this, and she is unreal to us.  However, in Sweden she is nothing special to look at, and she only has 25K subscribers to her YouTube channel.

Waaaaait!!  Can you people please watch this video, and tell me what is different between these people and the people here in Dickinson, North Dakota:

These are the differences that I noticed:

Everyone has all of their own teeth;  no one is smoking;  no one is spitting in a cup;  no one is overweight;  no one is ugly;  no one looks and acts like a Meth addict;  no one is a belligerent drunk;  no fighting;  everyone is nicely dressed;  everyone is in good health.

Women Are Liars And Deceivers About Everything, Especially The Exploitation Of Women

Women are liars and deceivers about everything, especially the exploitation of women.

Yesterday evening I clicked on the YouTube button on my phone to see what new videos YouTube had recommended.  One of the very first videos that was recommended was titled, “cameltoe grey”.

For those of you who don’t know, “cameltoe” is a descriptive slang reference to the impression and indentation made by a woman’s vulva in clothing that is tight-fitting, such as underwear, swimsuits, and yoga pants.

I was surprised to see that a young lady whose age was approximately 14-18, had made a video of herself wearing grey yoga pants, in order to show off her “cameltoe”.  If you watch this video that she made of herself, where she is watching her video monitor as she is recording, it is unmistakable what the purpose and focus of her video is:

From this young lady’s actions and behavior, it appears that this was her own idea, which she thinks is fun and amusing.  (At the very start of her video, she says the words “cameltoe grey”.)

One of the first things that came to my mind when I saw this video, was the news articles and media stories that arise when teenage girls are sent home from school for wearing yoga pants.  High school and middle school principals try to explain that the school has a written dress code policy about what is appropriate and inappropriate attire, sometimes specifically saying that yoga pants can only be worn underneath skirts or shorts, not uncovered.

The high school and middle school administrators try to explain that the school dress code is intended to make the school environment conducive to learning, and not full of unwanted distractions.  Sometimes, a teacher or administrator may go so far as to explain that teenage boys are very susceptible to being distracted by revealing clothing worn by the opposite sex.

The young ladies that are sent home from school for wearing yoga pants, and their mothers, claim that being a sexual distraction was the furthest thing from their minds, that this was not their intention at all, they never even thought of it.  And, that maybe the problems lies with the young boys, not their young daughters, who were merely minding their own business and not causing any problems.

The YouTube video that I have shown above, shows that young ladies do have the intention of trying to put their vagina on display by wearing yoga pants in order to get attention.

The point that I am trying to make, is that from an early age all women try to get attention by their physical appearance if they are able to do so.  The funny thing, or rather the fucked-up thing, is that women at the same time they are trying their hardest to get attention by their physical appearance with such tactics as revealing clothing, high heals, and breast implants, they will try to cry that they are victims who are being exploited or unwillingly sexualized.

Another thing that I could point out, is that in a public place, if this young lady was acting this exact same way to get people to focus on her reproductive anatomy, whether a young man, an adult man, a male teacher, or a male parent, the male could be accused of some type of inappropriate or illegal behavior on their part.  In this scenario the young lady would actually be the perpetrator and the male would be the victim, but women try to lie, pretend, and deceive that women are innocent victims.

I Hate Stripper Poles And Platform Shoes, But Skank Girls Are O.K.

One of my most hated things in this world is Stripper Poles.  I don’t know the who, what, when, where, or why of Stripper Poles, but I imagine that they were created to aid stupid, no talent, uncoordinated girls.

Somehow, pea-brained women have gotten it into their heads that men like watching women on Stripper Poles.  This is not true, men like seeing women naked or nearly naked, and men only tolerate Stripper Poles because they are there.  Men like seeing bare feet, calves, thighs, asses, hips, stomachs, breasts, necks, shoulders, and arms…Not Stripper Poles.

Women even started to believe that Stripper Pole exhibitions were competitive, where they could show off their strength, coordination, and athleticism.  How could you women be so stupid?  Never mind, that’s a dumb question, what was I thinking.

If men wanted to see women in an athletic competition, they would go watch women’s volleyball, basketball, tennis, track&field, golf, gymnastics, powerlifting, or wrestling.  I don’t know who is more to blame for destroying the erotic dancing in strip bars, men or women.  This never should have happened.

Nearly equal to my hate of Stripper Poles, is Platform Shoes.  Platform shoes look idiotic all on their own, and they make women who are wearing them look idiotic too.  Fifty years ago, the only people who wore platform shoes, were cripple people with birth defects, and they didn’t like the way that these shoes looked.

Who wants to see some woman, whose intelligence is already in question, stumble, wobble, and trip over her own feet?  Is this erotic or arousing, or is this like watching an accident that’s waiting to happen?

Yesterday when I was searching on the internet for videos of Governor Kristi Noem stripping, I had a hell of a time finding an appropriate video that I liked, because just about all of the stripper videos showed clumsy, clunky, ungraceful, dim-witted women swinging on a Stripper Pole like a monkey.

Finally, finally, I found a few good videos that illustrate erotic dancing without a Stripper Pole.  Using some of these good videos, I wanted to point out several things:  That minimal, graceful movement by women is more feminine, arousing, erotic, and enjoyable, than women climbing and swinging like a monkey;  No special effects, props, or choreography is needed; and Skank Girls are O.K.

In this first video, which is probably of a woman who is working as a live nude chat model from her home, she is a pretty good dancer, she has a nice pleasant personality, and she doesn’t have to do a whole lot to be very enjoyable to watch.  She probably works as a bank teller during the day:

See, wasn’t the girl in the above video nice?  And, there wasn’t a Stripper Pole.  Because this young lady doesn’t have a nice sofa, she probably doesn’t have very much money, and she didn’t have very much growing up.  Skank girls are O.K., if you didn’t already know this.

In this next video example, this illustrates that simple movement, with no choreography, no special effects, no props, no Stripper Pole, and no Platform Shoes, with just a girl, is plenty enough entertainment:

The young woman in the video above, she probably also works as a bank teller during the day, or maybe in customer service for a utility company.  Another nice Skank girl.

For my last example, whether you like it or not, this is primarily what men are interested in seeing, want to experience, and want to have.  This young lady appears to actually know what men want, and she is letting them have what they want, with no arguing, bullshit, games, wasting time, or a stupid Stripper Pole:

The young lady in the video above, I think that she probably works as a stripper during the day.  But she didn’t need a Stripper Pole, did she?  Another example of a nice Skank girl.

Not this time, but some other time, I will explain the origin, nature, characteristics, and behavior of Skank girls, which is a very melancholy tale.

 

I Kind Of Wanted To Antagonize And Irritate South Dakota Governor Kristi Noem

I kind of wanted to antagonize and irritate South Dakota Governor Kristi Noem for the past six months, but I never got around to it.  I have been thinking about things that I could say and comments that I could make that would infuriate her.

You might be thinking, why would I want to do this?  My answer is, because it is fun, and because I like Kristi in a way.  Perhaps you might try to understand this, my belief is that getting women really, really mad at you, is about the same thing as getting them to really like you.  They spend time thinking about you, even though they don’t want to.  They remember you, and they don’t forget you.

Ideally, I would have liked to have made Governor Kristi Noem so mad at me, that I would be the first thing that she thought about when she woke up in the morning, and the last thing that she thought about before she fell asleep at night.  Now that’s love.

In order to really get to Kristi, I had to read her background information and history so that I could understand her.  The two times that I began reading Kristi Noem’s background information, each time I began to lose interest in trying to upset her.  Her growing up, early life, mid life, and political career, once I knew what it consisted of, I just didn’t feel like making fun of her so much anymore.

Instead of trying to make Governor Kristi Noem stomping mad and have a conniption, I think that I will just be generally annoying with unwanted comments, advice, and observations.

I do think that Governor Kristi Noem is hot, when she has long hair, but no so much when she has old-lady hairstyles.  When Governor Noem has long hair, she would be the hottest stripper on-duty at a strip bar, even though she is 48 years old now.  I could see myself looking forward to seeing Kristi all day while I was at work, trying to talk to her later that night, and spending money like a fool on her at a strip bar.

I stopped to think about what playlist Kristi might dance to on any given night, and this is what I imagined:   “Sail” https://www.deezer.com/us/track/71788159?autoplay=true , “Don’t stop til you get enough” https://www.deezer.com/us/track/92730006?autoplay=true ,  “Atomic Dog”  https://www.deezer.com/us/track/3131838?autoplay=true ,  “Hot in here”  https://www.deezer.com/us/track/454297632?autoplay=true .  Can you picture this in your mind?  I certainly can, and I did.

Have you ever been in proximity to a woman, where the two of you have a meeting-of-the-minds, an intimacy, an understanding, a knowing and a familiarity, that is shared just between the two of you?  This is how Kristi makes me feel when I go to see her at the strip bar.

In real life, outside of the strip bar, I hope that Kristi has much more to her than external attractiveness and the ability to charm men.  Her education, professional career, and progression in politics appears to be completely legitimate and earned through her own work, it is not fake or fictitious.  But inside of her, I hope that there is depth, substance, and intelligence.

When President Donald Trump leaves office, Governor Kristi Noem would be a viable, appropriate, and popular candidate for President, if she can stay out of trouble until then.  But keep in mind, that one of the reasons why Kristi Noem is likable, is because she is feminine.

If anyone ever starts advising Kristi that she needs to become more masculine, become more domineering, overbearing, demanding, commanding, this probably will not go over well.  Kristi has the chance to not only be the first female President, but she can do it being a female.

The Drug Addict Girl That I Was Going To Have Sex With Is Doing Better Now

In July of 2019 I wrote two blog post articles titled, “Getting Ready To Have Sex With A Drug Addict Girl In Dickinson, North Dakota” and “The Sad And Tragic Story Of Who This Drug Addict Girl Is In Dickinson, North Dakota”.

In Dickinson, North Dakota the ratio of men to women is currently about 3:1.  During the oil boom from 2007-2014 this disparity was much greater.  Due to the shortage of women here in Dickinson, the few women who are here have tried to take advantage of this situation by being overweight, out of shape, sloppily dressed, unkempt, sloven, mean, and ugly.

Over these past seven years of living in Dickinson, this has revealed to me more about the true nature of women.  Women will try to get away with whatever they can.  Most women have no inner moral compass, natural ethics, or sense of right and wrong.  Women only act in accordance with what is allowed or permissible in their present environment.  If allowed and permitted to get up in the morning and not bathe, not brush their hair, wear the same cigarette-stench pajama pants, be fat, overweight, and ugly, women will do so.  I have seen this first-hand here in Dickinson.

I am not from Dickinson, I know what women are supposed to look like and act like, when there are rules of hygiene, etiquette, and western civilization in place, though these memories are becoming less and less real, and are beginning to seem more like an impossibility the longer I stay here.  In other places, women try to look and act their best in order to gain the attention, affection, and cooperation of men.

Here are a couple of photographs of a woman that I like from my Facebook “People You May Know”, who has some of the things that I want:

Normally I do not like women who have tattoos, but in this woman’s case her tattoos show that she is nuts, freaky, doesn’t care, doesn’t have or use good judgement, is uninhibited, and is available for sex, probably for a price, which is fine with me.

Facebook Friend with serpent tattoo3

Are there any women like this in Dickinson?  Well, yes, the Drug Addict Girl That I Was Getting Ready To Have Sex With, which I wrote about in July of 2019.  I was outside of my low-rent apartment building where I was living in downtown Dickinson when one of the young ladies from the Drug House down the street was walking by and she began talking to me.

At that time I had been talking to the women at the Drug House down the street in order to try to find out who it was who kept trying to steal things out of my vehicle at night.  This is why I began talking to the young woman who was walking by.  As she stood there, willing to talk to me, not trying to get away, I began to realize that she was attractive.

She had long blonde hair, almost a little towards red in color.  She was very thin and muscular, with no fat on her body at all.  Her neck, shoulders, arms, and legs, you could just admire their feminine form and shape, totally different from the fat flabby land-whales in Dickinson.  For the first time in a long time, I was very turned-on by a woman in Dickinson, because of the way that she looked, and her forthrightness.

I said to her that I liked her, and I thought that she was pretty, could I see her again?  She smiled, and she said yes.  I knew that her thinness was probably from drug use and failing to eat, not from eating healthy and exercising.  I liked the way that she looked and acted.  I had no interest in playing games, and she acted like she wasn’t afraid of anything.

After she walked away, I was expecting to see her in about an hour at my apartment.  I began trying to hide or lock up anything in my apartment that she might try to steal, like my car keys, check books, handguns, laptops, etc.  When it came to appear that she might not come back, I was just as happy with this outcome, as if she came back and we had sex.

In the following days, one of my neighbors told me that she twice came by looking for me, but I wasn’t home.  I looked her up on the internet, found out her real full name, and I also found out a second completely different full name that she had gone by prior to being married twice.

I was astonished at her background.  She had been very successful at one time, up until just a few years ago.  After she graduated from high school, she went to a state university and graduated with a degree in political science.  She worked in business management for a while, then she went back to college and she got a degree in business administration, where she met her second husband.

After she and her new husband graduated from business college, they moved to Dickinson in about 2012 due to the oil boom.  She started out as an assistant manager of a very large company in Dickinson, and within couple of years she became the manager of this large company.  She and her husband had a couple of children together, they had nice new vehicles, and a nice home.

I don’t know how it happened that she got involved in using methamphetamine and heroin.  The drugs and the drug lifestyle caused her to lose everything, her job, her husband, her children, her home, her automobile, her driver’s license, everything.

I saw on her Facebook account the people that she was friends with, romantically involved with, and the things that she was doing.  I believed that she would have ruined my life if I had become involved with her.  Her boyfriend had recently been arrested for felony theft, then he was arrested for felony drug dealing.  And, soon after her boyfriend’s arrests, she was arrested for possession of heroin, then burglary.

I was glad that she was probably going to prison, so that they could make her stop.  Stop with the drug use, the stealing, and hanging around with thieves, drug dealers, and drug addicts.

I didn’t see, hear, or read anything else about her for the next six to eight months.  A few days ago I saw her photograph appear in my Facebook “People You May Know”, but under a different name.

I looked at this Facebook account and it was her.  Her “friends” were asking, “Are you out now?”, to which she replied, yes.  She looked very healthy, happy, and recovered.  She listed where she is working.  She is starting her life over.  Good, I thought.

When I was reading the comments from her Facebook friends, this bothered me.  As an example, one of her “friends” was asking and suggesting that she come and live with her in Bismarck, they could have fun there, because where she was living was very tolerant.

I was angry that her “friends” were trying to pull her right back into what she had just gotten out of.  I looked her up on the North Dakota Court Repository, she is on supervised probation for two years.  The condition of both of her two separate court cases allowing her to not be in prison currently, is supervised probation for two years, And “…commit no crimes…”, meaning if she is caught doing anything illegal it violates her probation and puts her in prison.

I think that she is strong-willed enough and determined enough to not start using drugs again, but not if she remains friends with and keeps in contact with the same people who got her on drugs in the first place.  It seems like 20% of the people in Dickinson live and seek to live a criminal, drug-addict lifestyle.  I don’t know how she is ever going to escape these people in Dickinson who keep trying to bring her back down.

I Think That Emily Zastoupil Might Be My Mother

When I was in elementary school, there was a large bookshelf at the end of the hallway in the house where I lived.  Before there was internet or cable television, people used to look for and purchase books that were interesting, so that they would have something to read.

On my father’s side of this bookshelf were books about rough weather sailing, navigation, rope & nautical knots, pirates, and books by Herman Melville who wrote about sailing in the South Pacific and Polynesian women.

On my mother’s side of this bookshelf were books about art, particular artists, dance schools around the world, particular choreographers, and I forget what else.  There was one book that I took down and read titled “Yoga, Youth, and Reincarnation”.  This book was written by author Jess Stearn in 1965 and was about his own personal experiences.

I read this book “Yoga, Youth, and Reincarnation” when I was about twelve years old.  It was not at all stunning or mind-blowing to me at that time, neither the way that the author revealed his experiences, nor the subject matter that he discussed.  It was all very calm and matter-of-fact, everything that he described.

My parents and grandparents were Methodists.  My sister and I had been enrolled in and had attended Sacred Heart Catholic School which was adjacent to the convent and Catholic Church.  Not a school day went by without instruction in Catholicism or a trip to morning Mass.  Most of us children did not embrace any of this, we acted out in protest like convicts or prisoners of war, and we were beat by the Nuns for it.

At about the time that I was reading this book about reincarnation, I had asked my mother, and been told by her that she was an atheist.  I was kind of disappointed in her for this, why couldn’t she understand and get with the program?  See, I knew there was something wrong with my mother.

In my teenage years, I began trying to read the King James version of the Bible from cover to cover on my own.  The Bible was a big disappointment and let down for me, as it was difficult to understand, confusing, contradictory, easy to misinterpret, and too long for not getting to the point.

Even as a teenager, I felt that it was wrong and a tragedy that the instruction book that we had been given on who we were, what we were supposed to do, and what was going to happen to us, was so confusingly written as to not be very much help.  Even then, I could see that it looked like some of its content was a mere fabrication by men.  Because it went way overboard in using symbolism and metaphor, in many instances who knows what it meant or was talking about.

From when I was about 4 years old to when I was about 48 years old, I had a very strong faith in God the creator, without having to question this belief very often.  For me, I didn’t have to pick the God of the Jews, the God of the Christians, the God of the Muslims, or the God of the Mormons, there was just a God.

Because there is hardly anything at all to do in North Dakota where I have been living for the past seven years, just bleak, barren, desolation with no women, I have been left alone with my own thoughts and had no other choice but to contemplate absolutely everything there is.

Some people have traveled to the mountains of Peru or Nepal to live in isolation for years to allow them to contemplate and meditate all day without any distraction, whereas you are forced to do this in North Dakota, either that or drink or become a methamphetamine addict, because there is nothing else to do.

The other thing about living in North Dakota, is that it caused me to think about how I ended up here, what had I done wrong, where did my life go so wrong?  No matter how many times that I thought about it, I had to admit that it was all of my own decisions and life circumstances that caused me to be here, it wasn’t any one foolish idiotic blunder on my part that I had to take the blame for.

Once I began to retrace all of my steps, actions, and decisions in life, I realized that I had made all of these choices and decisions myself, acting on what I thought and believed at the time, dealing with my circumstances at the time, so my current situation is what I caused it to be.

Not only did I take each turn of the path that caused me to be here, maybe I am supposed to be here.  I do not think that there is any other place in the World that could have forced me to stop and think for so many hours each day, every day, for years and years, because of the absence of anything else to do.

Exactly four years ago to the day, back in 2016, I wrote three blog post articles titled “Bohemians, Romanians, Gypsies, And Reincarnation In Dickinson, North Dakota”.  Back then I began to reach the conclusion that maybe I was supposed to be in Dickinson, North Dakota, for some purpose.

I began to realize, sense, and feel that I had met and lived with some of these people before, though I had never been to North Dakota before, not in this lifetime.

All of the thinking and life contemplation that I had done in North Dakota, an examination of my life and what was happening in the World, it became more certain to me that a person’s existence wouldn’t make any sense if it just consisted of a birth, short life on Earth, and then death.

In this particular blog post right now, I will not get into each and every interaction with people in Dickinson that caused me to feel that I had met them before, but to give you an idea that this has been going on for at least four years, you might want to read these three blog post articles of mine:

https://dickinson58601.com/2016/05/30/bohemians-romanians-gypsiesand-reincarnation-in-dickinson-north-dakota-part-i/

https://dickinson58601.com/2016/06/01/bohemians-romanians-gypsies-and-reincarnation-in-dickinson-north-dakota-part-ii/

https://dickinson58601.com/2016/06/02/bohemians-romanians-gypsies-and-reincarnation-in-dickinson-north-dakota-part-iii/

I could have written this four years ago, but I did not want to do so at that time, I did mention the Zastoupil women in the three blog post articles listed above, I was referring to them in a few instances, but I did not come out and say then that I think that Emily Zastoupil might be my mother.

When I first came to work in Dickinson, North Dakota back in 2011, I was 41 years old.  Working at the Paragon Bowling Alley diner was Emily Zastoupil who was about 19 years old at the time.  Emily was kind of goofy and silly acting, absent minded.  She was friendly and talked to everyone without any discrimination at all.

Emily was nice and friendly to me, which was unusual for people in Dickinson to act this way towards people who were not from Dickinson.  Emily did not seem to have any inclination to start out being hateful to other people.   When I talked to Emily, heard what she was talking about, saw what she did, or learned what she did, she did not seem to be greedy, malicious, ambitious, scheming, plotting, or concerned about anything, which is out of the ordinary for women.

When I returned to Dickinson in 2013, for the next couple of years I saw Emily Zastoupil from time to time under different circumstances and occasions.  I saw her and spoke to her at social gatherings, in downtown Dickinson or Patterson Lake when she was walking her dog, and near her apartment building where she lived downtown.

If I didn’t hear it from her when I talked to Emily, I heard from other people or saw on Facebook the things that had happened to Emily and what she was doing.  I have never, ever met a person who acted more like my mother than Emily Zastoupil.  Every time that I met or saw Emily, she acted just like my mother without fail.  Everything that happened to Emily and everything that she did was just like my mother.

Emily looks and acts like my mother.  It is more than just a similarity, or a whimsical comparison, I actually believe that Emily might be my mother, which is why I am finally writing about it.

How reincarnation works, supposedly, is that individuals are usually reborn into the same soul groups and family groups.  Again and again and again, souls are reborn and have to live and work things out each lifetime with the same souls from previous lifetimes.

Emily may or may not be shocked to learn that she might be my mother.  Rather than mess things up for her, it would probably serve to make her more aware of her self, her life, her purpose, and her previous lives.

If anyone thinks that I am making this up, and you know Emily Zastoupil, would you pick Emily Zastoupil to be your mother?

I might as well come out and tell it now, I think that Kira Zastoupil might have been my wife in a previous lifetime.  I am not going to explain this now, though I don’t think that she has agreed to be my wife very often.

It would not surprise me if neither Emily or Kira will admit publicly to ever having been my mother or my wife, I never said that either of them were reliable.

Women And The Meth Life In Dickinson, North Dakota

In the beginning of May I bought a house in the Dickinson area.  For those of you who don’t know, Dickinson went through an oil boom from 2007 through 2015 where the housing prices quadrupled.  Though the oil boom has been over for five years, the real estate prices remain artificially and ridiculously high, way out of proportion to what the local economy is now and will be for the foreseeable future.

I recommend not buying a house in Dickinson at this time, because the real estate prices are too high and they are headed for a long downfall.  But, I bought a “For Sale By Owner” house that was not advertised, appraised, or handled by a realtor so I got it for about 30% of what houses here are being advertised.

I am kind of numb from everything that has been happening in my life recently, good and bad, ups and downs.  I can hardly believe that I have enough property now to park my vehicles and trailers without anyone bitching at me, wanting to charge me money, the Police wanting to Red Tag it for being parked on the street, or the Meth addict thieves trying to steal things every night.

The apartment building where I had lived in downtown Dickinson for the past three years, I can’t believe that I lived like that.  I try to make sense of it, 75% of the people who live in this building are just trying to live a normal, peaceful, stable, productive life, but there has always been this constant turnover of white-trash drug-addict short-term renters that have made this apartment building a ghetto flop-house.

Now that I think about it, moving out of this downtown apartment building is kind of like getting out of prison for me.   I’m not really sure if I’m free or not, and I’m not really sure if I can let my guard down from getting robbed, stabbed, stolen from, or conned by the low-life drug-addict thieves in downtown Dickinson.

During this past week, I have had to do a lot of shopping for my new home.  In one of the stores that I have been going to, I met who I thought was a nice, intelligent, friendly young lady.  No, I want to make it very clear, this was not some woman working at a convenience store, gas station, liquor store, restaurant, or bar.  She was more like a salesperson or manager at a furniture store, flooring store, or building supply store.

Because this woman was acting so friendly, which is not normal for Dickinson, I asked her where she was from.  She is from Montana.  The second day that I saw her and talked to her, she told me a little about what she had done in Montana, when she came to Dickinson back in 2009, and what she had done in Dickinson.   She came to Dickinson with her boyfriend that she had been living with, they got married, and now she is divorced.

The first time that I saw this woman, I got the impression that she was in her mid to late twenties.  I thought that she was plain looking, and I didn’t have any interest in her.  But, since she was friendly, which is so unusual in Dickinson, and I was able to talk to her, she seemed like she was a decent person and that she was wanting to make friends.

This woman seemed to be fairly intelligent, responsible, even-tempered, reasonable, and easy to get along with.  One of the reasons why I thought this about her, was because she was the manager of the business where she worked, and she said that she had paid off her own home.   She was in her early thirties, not her mid twenties like I had thought.

The third time that I went back to this store, I asked this woman if she would like to go with me to the Mexican restaurant tonight or tomorrow night.  She said that she couldn’t, that she had to work.  I thought that this was a stupid answer, because her store closes at 6:00 p.m.  I thought that she just didn’t want to go with me.

Out of politeness or guilt, she began explaining to me that her business was short-staffed, and that she had to work every day.  Then, she began explaining that she had sole custody of her eight year old daughter.  Then, that her ex-husband was a Meth addict who had destroyed all of the walls and windows in her home, that he had been No-Trespassed from her home, and that she had had to go stay at the women’s shelter for two weeks.  And, that her ex-husband lives a couple of blocks away from her.

Prior to asking this woman if she wanted to go out to dinner with me, I had thought that she liked me.  She seemed that she liked me.  Did she like me because she was lonely, bored, alone, wanted company, thought that I was different, thought that I had money,….. I don’t know.

Me, I thought that she would be or could be good company because she was friendly, intelligent, reasonable, responsible, and decent acting.

When she did not want to go out to dinner with me, I was surprised, and I wondered what had caused her to change her mind about acting friendly toward me.  It didn’t really matter at this point, because her mind appeared to be made up.  At first her explanation just seemed like a stupid excuse.  As she elaborated on her situation, I thought that she was just trying to make me lose interest in her and give up on ever asking her out again.

But, if I would have just stopped and listened to what she was telling me, that her ex-husband was a Meth addict who had destroyed all the walls and windows in her house, was No-Trespassed by the Police, that she had had to go stay in the women’s shelter, that her ex-husband lived a couple of blocks away from her and that they had an eight year old daughter together, why the fuck would I want to get involved in that situation?  I just got out of a Meth-addict hell-hole living in downtown Dickinson.

Something else that I thought about, what does this say about this woman’s character and judgment, that she dated, married, and had a child with a Meth-addict, white-trash hoodlum?

When I described meeting this woman, I said that she did not work at a convenience store, gas station, liquor store, bar, or restaurant, which is where you will usually find the Meth-addict women in Dickinson.  But I guess it doesn’t matter, the people in Dickinson aren’t even at the blue-collar level or low-class level of people, they are at the Meth-addict level.  See, I didn’t get out of prison after all, I’m still here in Dickinson with the Meth addicts.