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Angry Women Competing In Miss North Dakota USA 2019 In Fargo This Weekend

For those of you who don’t know, I like Codi Miller.  Codi is from the small town of Amidon, North Dakota, population 20, and she went to a school that was so small, there were only 40 kids in the entire school, 1st through 8th grade.  In 2009, Codi was Miss North Dakota Teen USA, and in 2014 she was Miss Rodeo North Dakota.

I first laid eyes on Codi in 2014 at an event where she was making an appearance as Miss Rodeo North Dakota, and I thought to myself at that moment, how stern and unapproachable she looked, though she was very beautiful.  The second time that I saw Codi, it was in 2015, I was talking to a plain looking young lady wearing eye glasses, jeans, and a T-shirt, who I thought was a simple country mouse, and as I was talking to her I began to realize that she was very beautiful, and I thought that she didn’t know, because nobody ever told her.

As I continued to ask her about herself, because I was interested in her and I wanted to date her, if she was out of high school yet, she began to say that she had gone to college, etcetera, etcetera, until I said hold on, wait a minute, are you Miss Rodeo North Dakota, and she said yes, she was.

From that day, I liked Codi very much.  I wrote her a couple of letters, but she did not write back.  Either because I looked up and read about Codi, or because I heard or saw that she was competing in the Miss North Dakota USA pageants, or because she did not respond to my offer to send her some opossums,  I began writing blog post articles about Codi, such as “Meeting Miss Rodeo North Dakota”, “What It Would Be Like To Marry Codi Miller”, and “What It Would Be Like To Be Married To Codi Miller”.

Because of my avowed interest in Codi, various people tried to arrange for the opportunity for me to meet Codi again, where she would have difficulty in getting away from me, because she was supposed to be there.  They offered to do this for me, because of how much I liked and admired Codi, but also because of the entertainment value in seeing what would happen, like watching some Pepe Le Pew cartoon where a skunk is in love with a cat.

I didn’t want to upset or bother Codi, so I didn’t make any effort to see her again, though I would like to see her and be with her again.  Also, many times I thought what would I ever do with Codi?  It’s not like I could take her to an all-you-can eat Barbeque restaurant, or take her to look for Bigfoot on the Fort Berthold Reservation, things that I like to do.

So about a week ago, I saw on my Facebook Page that Codi was near the top of my “People You May Know”, which happens when Codi is up to something.  So I looked at Codi’s Facebook Page to see what she is doing.  It is that time of year again, the Miss North Dakota USA pageant in Fargo, North Dakota.

This will be about the third year that Codi is competing in the Miss North Dakota USA pageant.  She had some words for me in one of her Facebook comments, that went something like this, “I was reading something that was written by a man that I don’t know…that he wishes that I would stop competing in beauty pageants, and be just plain Codi, not rodeo queen Codi,.. I want people to know, that I am me, all the time, and these pageants have been such a positive experience for me…..”.

When reading this comment, I was thinking, do you not know me because you don’t remember me, because you want to pretend to not remember me, or because you want to give a disclaimer that you have had nothing to do with the things that I write?  All three of these things can be true, as far as I am concerned, because now that I know where I stand, I know that I can only ever be Codi’s “Back Door Man”, which I like the sound of, and there are way less duties and responsibilities.

As Codi is getting older, more experienced, and more confident, it is more natural for her to express herself, her thoughts, opinions, goals, ambitions, what she likes, and what she doesn’t like, she is finding her voice.  What also might have inspired her to speak her mind, whether she knows it or not, was meeting Miss North Dakota Cara Mund, who became Miss America Cara Mund, who became very outspoken, unprecedentedly outspoken, about her mistreatment by Miss America chairwoman Gretchen Carlson.

From this point forward, Miss America Cara Mund, will be known as the “Honey Badger”.  There is no need to even mention her name, just referring to her as “Honey Badger” will suffice, and people will know or figure out who you are talking about.  For instance, a television reporter from KFYR in Bismarck could say, “The Honey Badger has returned to Bismarck to speak to area students about the importance of standing up to bullying.”  You see, the honey part, is like she is nice and sweet, but then the badger part is like she is mean and ferocious, and there are some other qualities there too that I don’t want to get into right now.

The other reason why Codi is speaking her mind and being confident, besides finding her voice, is I suspect that she thinks that she can win this time.  So I went and looked at the photographs of all the contestants in this year’s Miss North Dakota USA pageant, and yes, this is the case.  I don’t see how she wouldn’t win this time.  I myself might even have been able to place in the top five this year if I had known soon enough in advance to get ready and enter.

At the bottom of this blog post, I will include a link to the photographs of the entrants in this year’s Miss North Dakota USA pageant.  Several of these young ladies look angry, like they are ready to file their first sexual harassment/discrimination/hostile-work-environment lawsuit already, even before the pageant even starts.

The angry looks on some of these pageant contestant’s faces doesn’t come as that much of a surprise to me, because young women have been given the impression that this is the way to go.  “If you’re not accusing someone of mistreating you and initiating a lawsuit, you’re not trying”.  So rather than looking fresh, eager, energetic, optimistic, excited, or happy, they look like they are ready to tell their side of the story, on how they have been wronged and mistreated, just like Miss America chairwomen Gretchen Carlson did to get her $20 million lawsuit settlement from Fox News.

Good luck to all of the young ladies in this year’s Miss North Dakota USA pageant, this will be about the last year that people will put up with women’s shit anymore, the pendulum has swung about as far as it can go.



Why I Like Young Women

I don’t remember ever seeing where it was explained in detail why men like young women.  In the Old Testament of the Bible, there are histories of people like King David continuing to take additional wives after his first wife, when new young women caught his attention.

In Greek history, Roman history, histories of the Middle Ages, histories of the Renaissance, and in modern times, there are stories of men taking younger women as their second, third, or fourth wife, as concubines, or as mistresses.  Men’s interest in and desire for young women has occurred throughout history, and perhaps there has not been a thorough explanation of this in the past, because there didn’t need to be, because it was self evident.

Now that our modern society in the United States is becoming undone and dysfunctional, I think that there needs to be some logical explanation of human behavior and life, in order to put an end to the nonsense, stupidity, and dysfunction.

In short, and I am not going to go into it in detail, at this time in the United States, what for thousands of years of human history was treated as deviant behavior, is now trying to be normalized, and what used to be completely normal behavior for thousands of years is now being made criminal.  For instance:

  • Homosexuality is now supposed to be normal and accepted, whereas in the past it was considered abnormal or deviant behavior.
  • Transgenderism, used to be called “cross-dressing”, and was considered deviant behavior, but now this is supposed to be accepted.
  • Men pursuing women in the past throughout history was considered noble, romantic, and completely normal, however now this is being criminalized as “harassment”, “sexual harassment”, or “stalking”.

One of the things in society in the United States that has changed greatly or drastically in the past one hundred years, is that women gained the right to vote, women gained equal or greater access to higher education, it became completely acceptable for women to work outside the home, women gained almost equal access to all occupations and professions, and women gained almost completely equal opportunity in the military.

In the process of women gaining equal rights, equal access, and equal opportunity there has been some error, and some things not accounted for.  For instance, women demanding equal access to all-male military academies, military duty, police duty, and firefighter duty without being able to pass or keep up with the physical requirements.

A more difficult error to explain, is the fact that women demand that opportunity or access should be blind to sex in regard to work, occupations, military duty, hiring, admittance, and promotion, but then, at the same time, women try to use their sex and sexuality as an advantage, a tool, leverage, or excuse for standards or requirements being lowered.  And, lately, women have been using “harassment”, “sexual harassment”, and “sexual assault” allegations as threats, blackmail, coercion, extortion, leverage, retaliation, and revenge.

One of the reasons for this error and things not accounted for, and also the current dysfunction in modern society in the United States, is the lack of sound logic, reasoning, understanding, and thinking things through to their logical conclusion.  But in this particular blog post, I am just trying to clearly explain why men like young women.  In doing so, I hope that women will see and understand some things about themselves that no one has dared to point out lately.

Some young women, are healthy, because growing up under the supervision of their mother and father, they have not been allowed to over eat, eat unhealthy food, drink coffee, smoke cigarettes, drink alcohol, use illegal drugs, and stay up late at night drinking coffee, drinking alcohol, smoking cigarettes, and using illegal drugs.  They are healthy because they have been required to walk places, ride their bicycle places, participate in recreation, participate in sports, and do household chores.

Some young women who are healthy because of growing up under the supervision of their mother and father, are not rebellious, impolite, defiant, disrespectful, treacherous, scheming, dishonest, immodest, crude, vulgar, promiscuous, or trashy because this was not permitted or allowed by their parents.  Nor were they permitted to get tattoos, piercings, or hang around with people who were a bad influence.

Given what I have just described in the two paragraphs above, who wouldn’t like a young lady who was not overweight, in good health, in good physical shape from exercise, who was polite, respectful, honest, courteous, modest, cooperative, who didn’t object to participating in activities, outings, or doing chores?

Now think about this concerning the attractiveness of young women, what if you began to take away good physical health, good physical condition, politeness, respectfulness, honesty, modesty, cooperation, and began to replace these things with a woman who smokes cigarettes, drinks coffee, drinks alcohol, gets tattoos, is argumentative, treacherous, and contentious?

I am attaching a Saturday Night Live video of a comedy skit titled, “Meet Your Second Wife”.  This skit is funny, and it was meant to be a biting satire on men taking much younger second wives.  The actors Tina Fey and Amy Poehler believe that they are pointing out some absurdity in society, but as smart as these two women are, they don’t even know why men like younger women.

Something else that we all need to understand, which lately in the United States none of us do, very few of us think things out to their logical conclusion:  Yes, it may be fun, funny, entertaining, or attention getting when women drink alcohol, get high on drugs, get tattoos, use bad language, are crude and vulgar, dress immodestly, are promiscuous, are argumentative, and contentious, but would you want to live day to day with someone like this, stop and think about this.

Mormon Missionary Women Caused Me To Replace My Toilet Seat

I moved into an older apartment building in downtown Dickinson, North Dakota about 1-1/2 years ago.  It wasn’t until a couple of years after the North Dakota oil boom ended in 2015 that real estate prices and rental prices began to fall to where I could afford to rent an apartment in Dickinson.

The older apartments, in the older downtown neighborhoods were less sought after than the newly constructed modern apartments on the outskirts of the City of Dickinson.  I was trying to find absolutely the least expensive apartment, because I am just here in Dickinson to work, I have a home back in Idaho with most of my belongings.  I found a studio apartment for $350 per month which was fine with me, and I said that I would take it, until the landlord showed me a two-bedroom apartment for not much more money.

I guessed that the landlord didn’t want me to get sick of living in the studio apartment, and try to find some place else to live, or shoot myself in the head.  He was right in a way, it would have been kind of embarrassing and depressing at times, when the reality set in that I was living in a studio apartment in Dickinson, North Dakota, and wondering why I was even alive.

I moved into a two-bedroom, one-bathroom apartment, which I liked very much.  It was a pretty large apartment, but it did not have a fancy kitchen or bathroom, which was O.K. with me.  Not long after I moved in, the toilet seat broke in half, because it was old and made out of pressed wood particles.  I found out very quickly, that sitting on this toilet seat after it had broken in half, that it would pinch the back side of my upper legs so bad, that it would almost cause you to go to the emergency room to get stitches.

I happened to have a small amount of white duct tape in my belongings, which I thought would be a good temporary fix for this toilet seat.  I didn’t have a lot of white duct tape left, so I didn’t fix this toilet seat very well, and it was still dangerous.  I bought a new toilet seat about two weeks later, but it sat in the hallway outside the bathroom for about a year, because I didn’t feel like changing it.

Meanwhile, the Mormon missionaries seemed to target the building that I lived in, for spreading the gospel according to Joseph Smith.  For one thing, they had accomplished a successful conversion of a strange couple of Hispanic men who lived across the hallway from me.  I say that these Hispanic men were strange, because they were both very feminine acting, and they lived together.

As these two Hispanic men were being converted and brought into the Mormon Church, it appeared that part of the process was to get them to leave this building, because it was a bad, unwholesome environment.  At the time, there was a lot of illegal drug use and drug dealing in the building where I lived, and I didn’t blame the Mormon Church for wanting to get these two young men out of this building, because it was dangerous, a bad environment, and a bad influence.

When these two Hispanic men were ready to leave, they were talking about wanting to get out because of the illegal drug use, and drug dealing in this apartment building.  There was even a drug dealer who lived right across the hallway from them.  Wait a minute, I live directly across the hallway from them, were they talking about me?

Out on the street outside of the building where I live, I had spoken to different sets of Mormon missionaries who patrolled the downtown neighborhood.  I told them that I lived near Idaho Falls Idaho which is about 70% Mormon.  This area of Idaho is very important to the Mormon Church because of the high number overall of Mormons, the high percentage of Mormons, the huge Mormon Temple there, and BYU Idaho being not far from there.

If Salt Lake City is like the Washington D.C. of the LDS Church, the Idaho Falls area is like the Atlanta or New York City of the LDS Church.  When Mormon Missionaries get sent on their mission to Idaho Falls, it is kind of a joke inside of the LDS Church, because it is already the highest percentage Mormon of any place in the United States.

In that area of eastern Idaho, I had met and talked to many Mormon business owners, citizens, and missionaries.  I discussed religion with the Mormons, especially the missionaries, and I even went to several church services in the LDS Church.  What was the end for me, where I could not go any further, was when at a church  service, one of the Mormon men read a passage, “Just as God evolved, we too can evolve to become like God, and be gods of our own planet one day.”  I asked, and no they weren’t kidding.

Because I quit going to the Mormon Church, and I explained to them that I could not go along with the belief that we could evolve to become like God, and become gods of our own planet one day, I became not a favored person in eastern Idaho.  And because I had two Mercedes, two Porsches, a Jaguar, a Jeep, a lifted black Dodge Truck, and a hot young Hispanic girlfriend who was a drug addict, I guess that made me a drug dealer as far as the Mormon Church was concerned.

Now, in addition to the Mormon missionaries having had some success in talking to and converting people who live in the building where I live, they seemed to want to talk to me too.  I don’t mind talking to them, I just have not had time to talk to them.  In the past several months, there have been groups of two or three young Mormon missionary women who have asked me if I wanted to talk to them while I was out on the street, but I have just not had the time.

I would like to talk to the young Mormon missionary women for several reasons:  One, there is a shortage of women in Dickinson, and the women who are here are fat, overweight, glaring, scowling, mean, and nasty;  Two, Mormon missionary women are pleasant, presentable, courteous, and soft spoken;  Three, I like the guts, determination, and fearlessness of the young Mormon missionary women;  Four, I want to hear where they are from, and what their plans are in life.

About one month ago, I had my apartment window open in the afternoon while I was laying in bed trying to take a nap, when I heard the pleasant voices of young women in the parking lot.  These were not the voices that I normally hear, of the foul-mouthed, uncouth, trashy, low class drug addict women who live in the building, these were the voices of unruined women.

I got up out of bed and I looked out the window, I said to myself, “Shit, it’s the Mormon women, I hope they aren’t coming in the building, I hope that they aren’t coming up here.”  I wasn’t going to let them in my apartment.  I was in my underwear, and my apartment wasn’t clean, it was a mess.  God forbid they would get in my apartment, and one of them would ask to use the bathroom, and that broken toilet seat would wreak havoc on their ass.  They are not old, tough, and muscular like me, on their soft behinds, that toilet seat would be like a bear trap.

A few weeks later, the young Mormon missionary women came knocking on my apartment door, and I wouldn’t let them in, because I wasn’t prepared for visitors, and I was scared of one of them getting hurt on my toilet seat.  What would have been just as bad, was one of the young Mormon women talking to me and suddenly realizing that she needed to use the bathroom, and me telling her that she couldn’t use it.

Finally, I went ahead and changed the toilet seat, just for the sake of the young Mormon missionary women not getting their bottom severely pinched, which in their mind would be like a sin or carry some kind of extra shame.

Women Explained Using A Jeep Wrangler

For this explanation of women, let us take for example, a young man who is 24 years old, who has been employed as a City Police Officer for one year.  All through elementary school, through middle school, high school, and college, he has dreamed about owning a Jeep Wrangler.

You can take a Jeep Wrangler camping, hunting, off-roading, to the beach, and take it fishing, you can even tow a boat behind it.  He has been wanting a red, four-door Jeep Wangler, for several years, and now that he is making $45,000 per year, he can afford to buy one.

He goes to the dealer to see about buying a new red, four-door Jeep Wrangler, and he sits down with a sales person, who collects his information to determine if he can afford the cost and payments on this vehicle.  The sales person tells him, that with a $10,000 down payment, the monthly payments will be about $700 per month.  But that’s not the only cost.

The sales person asks this young Police Officer, what he plans on doing with this Jeep Wrangler.  He replies, I plan on taking it camping, hunting, off-roading, to the beach, fishing, and tow a boat with it when I buy a boat.  The sales person says, that he has to explain a few things:

Salesperson:  Let me explain, that during the first year of ownership, this Jeep Wrangler may go camping, hunting, off-roading, to the beach, and fishing, but after the first year, very few Jeep Wranglers want to do this anymore, they just would rather stay home, go to the shopping mall, or go out to dinner.

Police Officer:  What, what do you mean?  All my life, I have seen pictures of Jeep Wranglers going camping, hunting, off-roading, to the beach, and fishing.

Salesperson:  Some do, most don’t.  About 90% of Jeep Wranglers, once you have owned them for a year, they don’t want to do outdoor activities.  They don’t like getting dirty, they don’t like the insects and animals, they get too hot or too cold, they get frightened, lonely, and bored.  They just don’t like it.

Police Officer:  I’ll make it go where I want it to go.  Why would I pay all that money, and not get to do the things that I want with it, or use it for what I planned on using it for?

Salesperson:  Whoa, hold on there.  If you get one of these Jeep Wranglers mad at you, they can file a restraining order against, assault charges, or abuse charges.  One of these Jeep Wranglers could cause you to be suspended from your job, lose your job, and never be able to work as a Police Officer again.

Police Officer:  What!?

Salesperson:  That’s not all, you could end up paying $700 per month, for the next eighteen years.  Lose your house, lose your job, and not be able to even drive your Jeep Wrangler anywhere, ever.  And it could get big and fat like that full size Dodge van sitting over there.

Police Officer:  Let me get this straight, if I pay $10,000 down, and $700 per month, this Jeep Wrangler is going to refuse to go camping, hunting, off-roading, to the beach, fishing, it could get a restraining order against me, cause me to lose my job, force me to pay $700 per month for the next eighteen years, and get big and fat like that full size Dodge van sitting over there?

Salesperson:  That’s correct.  And there is no warranty.

Police Officer:  After learning all of this, there is no way that I want a Jeep Wrangler.  Who would want to have anything to do with a Jeep Wrangler?  I thought that they were fun, but after hearing this, they are just way, way more trouble than they are worth.

I Like Emma Gower Too

About a year ago, Facebook included in my list of “People You May Know”, a young lady named Maddie Gower in Pennsylvania.  I looked at Maddie Gower’s Facebook profile, and she had many very good photographs of herself, where she looked very beautiful.  Eventually, a month or so later, I wrote a blog post about her titled “The Beautiful Photographs Of Madeleine Rose Gower”.

Before I wrote this completely complimentary blog post about Maddie, the first blog post that I wrote about her titled “Maddie Gower And Heather Louise On Facebook”, was a shock to Maddie.  Among other things, she did not like that I pointed out that she had inadvertently disclosed enough personal information, that people could find where she lived.

At the time, friends of Maddie commented on her Facebook page, “Well, at least your sister is safe.”  I was vaguely aware that Maddie had a sister, who was about one year younger than her, named Emma.

To explain a little further, Maddie, her father, her mother Heather, and her younger sister Emma had all moved to Pennsylvania from Australia due to her father’s work, when Maddie and her younger sister Emma were in their early teens.

It appeared that Maddie and her younger sister Emma quickly assimilated into American youth culture, except for one thing.  The two of them could not stop using correct spelling, punctuation, and grammar.  This made them even more attractive to me, it showed that they had guts and principles, that they wouldn’t just go along with anything.  I believe that they got this from their mother, Heather.

You should also understand, that Australia was originally a Penal Colony of Great Britain. In the 1800s, in order to colonize, settle, and cultivate Australia, the British government transported 160,000 men and women convicts to Australia.  After serving  some more time of their prison sentence in Australia, they were released to marry and settle the land.  Australia was dry, somewhat desolate, and very hard to farm or ranch.  Therefore, the survivors were tough people, both from having been convicts, and from having been able to make a go of it.

A very odd thing occurred, because of the transportation of a great many people to Australia without regard to race, religion, ethnicity, region, or background, there was a great diversity of people, genetics wise.  Men and women from completely different areas, backgrounds, regions, races, and ethnicities mated, in a way that normally would not have occurred in Europe, and they produced unusually and freakishly beautiful offspring.

Maddie and her sister Emma are unusually beautiful, because of the genetic diversity of their ancestors.  And, they also still have in them some of the defiance, independence, and fight from their ancestors, though it lies mostly under the surface, until you make them angry.

I have waited to write about Emma, though I have been wanting to write about her for over six months.  I believe that Emma takes after her father, and that she wishes to remain more private.  She will only post one picture of herself on Facebook at a time, but one picture of Emma is enough.

Emma is strikingly beautiful.  So beautiful, that I think that she probably has a difficult time in life.  I understand completely why she can only post one photograph of herself at a time on Facebook, she already suffers from too much unwanted attention probably.

Emma is someone, who when arriving somewhere, everyone will have to look, and end up staring too long.  I imagine that she is uncomfortable going to some places, like movie theaters, because there are just too many idle people, who would just stop what they were doing to look at her.

Everything that she does, and everywhere that she goes, she probably has to be very circumspect, to go when there will be the least people.  It is probably tiring, to want to go to a bakery, a coffee shop, or a book store, and have to hurry in, and hurry out, in order to not receive too much unwanted attention.

Emma’s appearance and mood, reminds me of a Siamese cat, with her prominent cheek bones, gaze, inwardness, and solitariness.

I get the strong impression, that Emma always gets just one thing:  one brownie, one book, one bagel, one drink.  And, just one boy.  She will look and look, and wait, and when she sees him, that is the one that she will pick.

Nika Banana, She Is Everything You Said You Wanted

During the past three months, I have watched some YouTube videos made by a woman in her late twenties, who is currently using the name “Nika Banana”.  Not long ago, she made YouTube videos using the name “Nika Vegan”, but YouTube censored these videos.

I like Nika, she is everything that men said they wanted.  She has a pretty face, pretty eyes, pretty hair, and a beautiful perfect feminine body.  She exercises every day, has hardly any body fat, is strong and in-shape.  She is full of energy, ready to go anywhere, and ready to do anything.  She is direct, says what is on her mind, and she means what she says.  Everything that she says and does, is based on logic and reasoning.

Nika was in the U.S. military overseas for at least four years.  She is a medical lab technician.  According to her, she saved much of her income while in the military, and once she left the military and began working in hospitals, she continued to save most of her income, because she spends very little money.  If you watch her videos, Nika has a plain apartment, and she does not buy, use, or wear expensive things.

So Nika is young, beautiful, healthy, strong, full of energy, direct, logical, self-supporting, non-materialistic, and….she really likes sex.  Isn’t this everything that men ever said they wanted in a woman?

In Nika’s YouTube videos, she talks about her daily routine, exercising, diet, and work.  She also talks about sex, and how much she likes having sex.  She answers viewers’ questions about herself, and about sex.

What men like about Nika at first, is that she is beautiful, direct, logical, open, not bashful, and truthful about her interest in sex, and her sexual experiences.  However, it appears that about 20% to 40% of men, soon begin to vilify, insult, and attack Nika for the very things that men said they always wanted in a woman.

My honest opinion and impression of Nika, is that if you were polite, decent, and respectful to Nika, got to know her, and you were in reasonable health and physical condition, if you asked Nika nicely, she would probably agree to have sex with you, just for the fun of having sex.  However, once Nika has explained her openness about sex, men then begin to insult her and attack her for this.

In most of the comment sections of Nika’s YouTube videos, some men will leave comments like, “This bitch is crazy”,  “What a whore”, “This girl has something wrong with her”, “You would be likely to catch a disease from her”, or worse things than this.

Even though Nika is strong, logical, and tough, these comments get to her.  She doesn’t understand why men want to attack her for being honest about what she likes, and her experiences.  I think that I understand these attacking comments better than she does.

Apparently, and this has been going on for a long time, some men can’t stand women expressing an interest and desire for sex.  Just think about the stoning of women in Biblical times, the Witch Trials during the colonization of New England, and currently the Honor Killings of women in Muslim countries.

The worst way to handle the sexuality of women, is to force them to hide it, or punish them for it.  This is what really causes problems in any society.  If you allow women to be open about their sexuality and express what they want, then you have a better chance of everyone getting along.

So some of the nasty, mean comments that Nika receives, are because some men can not handle women being open about and expressing their sexuality.

The other thing that is causing some men to write nasty, mean, insulting, belittling comments to Nika, is that some men are abusive.  Their intention may not be to disagree with Nika, or express a different belief, they just want to try to hurt her, and make her feel bad.

I wish that Nika would see, that most of what she is doing and saying, is everything that men ever said they wanted from women, and how absurd it is that once men got what they wanted, they began to insult her for it, and attack her for it.

Here is one of Nika’s YouTube videos:

The Nicest Girl That I Have Ever Met

About six weeks ago in Dickinson, North Dakota, I stopped at a business that I have been going to for the past five years.  This time, there was young lady working there, who I had never met or seen before.  She was so friendly and nice to me, that I couldn’t believe this was happening.

I said to her, “You are so nice and friendly, that you must not be from Dickinson, where are you from?”  She said, “Dickinson, I am from Dickinson, but I know what you mean.”

She continued to smile, smirk, and act silly a little bit.  I liked her very much.  In order to not be rude, too forward, or inappropriate, I asked her just one more question, which I don’t even remember what I asked her, but her answer was that she was going away to school in August, and she told me where.

I would have liked to have asked her one hundred questions.  I mostly wanted to know how and why I had never met her, seen her, or heard about her before.  I had so many thoughts in my head, I wished that I would have met her a long time ago.

Even just seeing her and talking to her briefly every few days, and looking forward to seeing her, would have cheered me up very much.  Living in Dickinson, for me, is like being in prison.  The people in Dickinson are so mean, nasty, unfriendly, uncooperative, unhelpful, scheming, and undermining.  The women in Dickinson, are fat, overweight, unattractive, glaring, scowling, sneering, snarling, and leering.

I couldn’t believe that this young lady was from Dickinson, but anomalies like this happen sometimes, like Marinna Marsh for instance.  Like Marinna, who is married, I thought that it would be best for me to stay away from this nice, friendly, attractive young lady.  I didn’t want to bother her, make her unhappy, or make her uncomfortable.

I deliberately tried to stay away from this business, because I didn’t want to see this young lady again.  It would be too much for me, being reminded that there is someone like this not far away, but that I couldn’t go see her, for so many reasons.  As much as I liked her, I would probably never be able to have a relationship with her, of any kind, because I am nearly 50 years old.

I don’t feel like I am 50.  It is like I don’t know.  I feel more like I am about 8, or 20, I don’t know.  I do feel more tired than I have ever felt before, more weak, and I have more health problems, which make me feel like I am going to die soon, so I must be old.

On Monday, August 27, I had to go to this business again, and I thought that this young lady would be away at school by now, that she wouldn’t be there.  She was there, acting as silly, nice, and friendly as ever.  I was trying not to smirk or smile the slightest bit, but I was failing, and she started to smile, so I tried not to look at her.  I told her that I remembered talking to her before, and I asked her one question.  She answered, then scooted away.

I would have liked to have asked her, what her name was.  I would have liked to have been able to say more to her.  I wished that I would have met her sooner, I wished that she was not leaving.  I hoped that I didn’t make her uncomfortable.  I really had not expected her to be there.  I didn’t get the chance to say anything else to her, which was for the best, because it probably would have made her irritated or angry, I thought.

After I left, I tried to put myself in her position, to try to understand how she perceives things, what she wants, and what she thinks.  I vowed that I would not go back to this business until she was gone.  She told me that she was leaving Friday.

On Tuesday, I knew all day long that I was not going back to this business, that is what I promised, right?  I intentionally went to another business, to make sure not to go anywhere near her.  But, at this other business, there was an unexpected problem, where I could not get what I came there for.  I said to myself, “Fuck it, I am just going to go there, even if it makes her mad.  I will just get yelled at for bothering her, and I won’t say anything as I am waiting for the thing that I came for, that would just make everything worse.”

When I walked in, she was there, and she greeted me by name very happily and friendly, as if she was glad to see me, and was expecting me.  I just said, hello, and I didn’t ask any questions of her.  She continued to be very friendly, nice, smiling, and silly acting with me for a little bit, and then she went away.  I learned her name, and then everything made more sense for me.

Two years ago, I wrote a series of three blog posts titled, “Bohemians, Romanians, Gypsies, and Reincarnation in Dickinson, North Dakota”.  What had been the main inspiration for me to write these three blog posts two years ago, was this young lady’s relative, named “Emily”.

Though I never mentioned “Emily” by name in these three blog posts about “Bohemians”, Emily was one of the main causes for me to look up, read, and learn about the Bohemians that settled near Dickinson, North Dakota in the late 1800s.  Unlike everybody else in Dickinson, Emily was always very nice and friendly to me.  Emily was attractive, fun, funny, affectionate, and outgoing, and was nice to almost everyone, including people who were not from Dickinson.

I did mention in these three blog posts from two years ago about Bohemians, that Emily did have a very unusual last name which is found no where else in the United States, and that I wished I could tell it, it was so unique.  I will tell it now, it is “Zastoupil”, and this young lady that I am writing about in this blog post, has this same last name.  Yup, she is Bohemian, just like Emily, and Marinna Marsh.

I am not going to look at her Facebook page until she gets settled into her Fall semester at school, so that she isn’t too stressed out when she sees notification that I looked at her Facebook page.  But I did look at her Twitter tweets, which answer about fifty of the questions that I had wanted to ask her.