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The Beautiful Women Of Sanford Health In Dickinson, North Dakota…Can Be Treacherous

Update 9/7/2017:  When I originally published this blog post on 8/22/2017 it was completely positive and complimentary.  When I found out that I could get my medication for 1/10th the cost from Canada, and Sanford Health would not give me a prescription slip to get my medications from Canada, my impression of Sanford Health became very negative.  When I received my bill today, it was reasonable, so I am editing this blog post.

For the past three years in North Dakota, about four times each year, I have had a severe allergy attack.  The worst part about these allergy attacks is that my eyes become so swollen and sensitive to light, that I can not see well enough to drive.  In order to not lose my job, I have driven anyway, when I should not have.

I did not want to go to a doctor in North Dakota, because I was afraid of what kind of doctor I would get, and how much money I would be charged.  I have had mostly bad experiences in trying to get anything done in North Dakota, that would have been normal and ordinary things to do in other states.

I had to stay home on Sunday and Monday because I was having an allergy attack, and I could not see well enough to drive.  I realized that I really needed to find out about getting a strong antihistamine to use in an emergency, almost something like people who are allergic to bee stings might use in an emergency.  I went to a pharmacist on Tuesday morning and I asked him if there was any prescription strength antihistamine that I could use in an emergency to stop the swelling of my eyes.  He said that yes there was, and he wrote two of them down, Pataday and Prednisone.

I went to an optometrist’s office in Dickinson, and the earliest appointment that I could get was more than several weeks away.  I had not wanted to go to the Sanford Health Clinic because I was worried about what kind of doctor I would get, and how much money it would cost.  I talked myself into going to Sanford Health, hoping that the walk-in clinic visit would not be much more than $200.

I went into the Sanford Health walk-in clinic, and both of the check-in/admitting women were available.  Both of these women were pleasant and professional acting, and check-in was fairly quick.  I had to wait less than five minutes for a nurse to come and get me, she was older with grey hair, but she was also pleasant and professional acting.

There was a second nurse already waiting in the exam/treatment room, she was nice, in her mid-thirties.  The first nurse checked my weight, heart rate, and blood pressure, while the second nurse asked me some questions about my medical problem this day.  The first nurse and the second nurse spent less than five minutes with me.  In the back of my mind, I was thinking that this was probably some scheme by Sanford Health to charge me for two nurse consultations/treatments to increase my bill.

Lastly, I got who struck me as the Marinna Marsh of medical doctors, Dr. Nicole Marie Wilson-Hall from Indiana.  She was very attractive with long blonde hair, and friendly disposition.  I thought that I was very lucky, but I was worried how much this would cost me.  Dr. Nicole Marie Wilson-Hall is a locum tenens, a temporary doctor used by a medical facility to fill a staff shortage.  I have seen and read job advertisements for medical doctor locum tenens in Dickinson, and they are usually paid $300 to $350 per hour.  When I got home, I looked up Dr. Nicole Marie Wilson-Hall on the internet, and I found that she also works at walk-in clinics in Tampa, Florida where she lives:

Dr. Wilson Hall graduated Cum Laude from the University of Notre Dame, where she majored in Pre-Medicine and Anthropology and minored in Science, Technology, and Values. Her love of culture and travel prompted her to spend a semester abroad in Australia during her junior year of college. She graduated from St. Louis University/Scott Air Force Base’s Family Medicine program in Belleville, IL. She served four years as a family medicine physician at Minot Air Force Base, North Dakota and earned an Army Accommodation Medal during Operation United Assistance in Liberia. She attended A.T. Still University of Health Sciences for medical school in Kirksville, MO and spent her two years of clinical rotations in St. Petersburg, Fl, where she and her husband fell in love with the Tampa Bay area.

I was glad to have met Dr. Captain Nicole Marie Wilson-Hall, she was attractive and nice, and she seemed very competent.  She prescribed two medications, Pataday and Prednisone.  I had explained to her that I had an allergic attack like this about four times per year, and that I really wanted to get an antihistamine that would stop the swelling in my eyes so that I could see well enough to drive, and not lose my job.

When she asked me what pharmacy that I wanted my prescription to be filled at, I said that I didn’t know, I guess at the Sanford Health Clinic pharmacy if the cost was the same as anywhere else.  She sent the prescription to the Sanford Health Clinic pharmacy.

From the time I walked in the door to the walk-in clinic, to the time I got to the clinic pharmacy to pick up my prescription, it took about twenty minutes.  I hoped at the time that I would not be charged much more than $200 for the walk-in clinic visit.

One of my prescriptions, the Pataday eye drops, cost $191 for a bottle smaller than a sewing thimble.  The amount of liquid in this bottle was less than what a tea spoon would hold.  I was not prepared or expecting this to cost so much.  I was literally scared to try to use it, what does this cost $5 per each drop?  I usually miss my eye a little bit when applying eye drops, and it takes several drops.  Drop, drop, drop, there goes $15.

The Pataday eye drops, my other prescription for ten Prednisone tablets, and the walk-in clinic visit to get these prescriptions will end up costing me more than $400.  I have one refill on the prescription for the Pataday eye drops.  If I want to pay $191 for another Pataday refill, the first bottle and the second bottle would get me through two allergy attacks, at a cost of $591 to get me through two allergy attacks.

When I got home after picking up and paying for my two prescriptions at the Sanford Health Clinic pharmacy, I looked on the internet and I found several drug stores in Canada that sell the same bottle of Pataday eye drops for $32 per bottle, versus $191 at the Sanford Health Clinic pharmacy.  These Canadian drug stores ship prescriptions by mail to the United States without any difficulty.

I called one, and then another Canadian drug store to place my order for the Pataday eye drops, and they both said that they needed the original doctor’s prescription slip for the Pataday, not the prescription label showing one refill allowed.  I explained that I never got a doctor’s prescription slip, it was e-mailed from the doctor straight to the Sanford Health Clinic pharmacy.  The Canadian drug stores said that they did not think that I would have any difficulty in getting the doctor to write me another prescription slip.

On Thursday 8/24/2017, I delivered a letter to the Sanford Health walk-in clinic for Dr. Nicole Wilson-Hall.  The letter explained that I could get the Pataday eye drops from Canada for $7 per ml, instead of $76 per ml at the Sanford Health Clinic pharmacy, that the Canadian drug stores would not accept the refill label on the Pataday, and I asked if she could write a prescription slip for me.  I was told at the check-in desk that she was gone for the rest of the week.  I asked if she had a mail box that they could put the letter in for her, and they said that they would.

I knew that it might be a while before Dr. Nicole Wilson-Hall would come back to Dickinson.  She might not come back at all.  Later on Thursday afternoon when I was working, I received a phone call from a woman at Sanford Health, I should have asked her to repeat who she was, but I didn’t.  She pretty much said that I could forget about anyone at Sanford Health writing me another prescription slip, even though I explained to her that I had one refill allowed, and that I wanted to get this one refill at some place other than the Sanford Health Clinic pharmacy.

Even though I have had nothing but bad experiences getting anything done in North Dakota, I still was not cautious, suspicious, and careful enough.  Because the women at Sanford Health seemed to be pleasant, professional, and competent, I began to think that nothing was wrong.  I had intended that my doctor visit and the money that I was paying, was going to allow me to have medication to treat my allergy attacks that occur about four times per year, not just this current attack plus one more.  When I have a third allergy attack, I would have to go back to the Sanford Health walk-in clinic again, go through this process again, and pay the same amount of money again.

Rather than helping people, these women at Sanford Health are there to help make sure that Sanford Health makes as much money as possible, I see that now.  I am really dreading the bill that I am going to get from them now.  I might not pay it.  I have excellent credit, and I have never not paid a bill, but I think I might not pay this one.  I don’t mind explaining a hundred times why I haven’t paid this bill.

About two weeks later I received a bill from Sanford Health for the walk-in clinic visit.  The bill was $158, which I think is fair and reasonable.  In the end, the only thing that I am mad about, is that I wish I would have requested a prescription slip from the doctor, so that I could go home and research the best price for my medication before getting the prescription filled, most likely in Canada.

Drug Addiction And Homeless Women In Dickinson, North Dakota

In yesterday’s blog post, I wrote about meeting a drug addicted, homeless girl in Dickinson, North Dakota.  I offered to give her a ride to go get something to eat, and she accepted.  On the way to Wendy’s I asked her if she wanted me to take her to a women’s shelter.  She didn’t want to go to a women’s shelter.  I believed that it was a combination of outstanding warrants, and still wanting to use drugs, that made her not want to go to the women’s shelter.

This young lady was very pretty.  She wasn’t able to stay mentally focused, or keep her mind and thoughts on track.  I believed that she was possibly currently high, and that drugs probably were to blame for her mental disorientation.  After she was done eating, I dropped her off right back where I picked her up, just across the street from the low rent apartment building where I live.  She was going to go back to her hiding spot somewhere outdooors to spend the night, so I gave her my black hooded sweatshirt and $10.

The following day, which is today, I had to go do some self-employed construction work that I had scheduled for Tuesday morning.  The work went more quickly than I expected, for once.  I was almost half way through with my work by 11:00 a.m. when it began to rain too hard for me to continue.  I packed up my equipment and I went back to my apartment.

Last night, this morning when I was getting ready for work, when I was driving to work, and when I was working, I was thinking about that homeless girl.  I was glad that it started raining, that I could go home, and that I could look up and call the womens’ shelters.  I looked through my guide to Dickinson, North Dakota booklet, and I could only find the domestic abuse shelter listing.

I called the domestic abuse shelter, and they did in fact admit homeless women.  I explained that the homeless girl that I met did not want me to take her to the women’s shelter partly because of outstanding warrants, and her current drug addiction.  The women’s shelter said that they don’t turn women in to law enforcement, but they would have to asses any woman who came to the shelter to see what kind of help she needed.

I went looking for the homeless girl that I met, and I thought that it would be miraculous if I found her.  After about twenty minutes of driving around my neighborhood, I couldn’t find her.  I thought that she was probably in someone’s apartment or house getting high.  I gave up looking for the time being, maybe I would see her walking around in the evening.

I was hungry and I had been thinking about getting a club sandwich at the Paragon diner, so that is where I headed.  As I was driving west on Villard, I saw some person sitting down on the curb behind a bank building.  I made a right turn into the parking lot and it was her.  I said that I was going to the Paragon to eat, did she want to come, and she did.

She was tired, tired looking, and probably not high at the moment.  She said that she slept outside last night, and that it had been cold.  I told her about the women’s shelter, and they said that they wouldn’t turn her over to the police or anything.  She said that she had been given the women’s shelter address a couple of hours ago.

After we were done eating, she didn’t want to go to the women’s shelter, she wanted to go to her probation officer, then she didn’t want to go her probation officer.  There was quite a delay and drive around, because she kept changing her mind.  She was scared to go to both her probation officer, and the women’s shelter.

Finally, near the women’s shelter, I had to call them because the directions she had been given were unclear, or she was trying to not find it.  When I drove up outside, she wouldn’t go in.  I was trying to coax her and negotiate with her to just meet these people, but she wouldn’t go in.  I was trying to reason with her that she didn’t want to sleep outside again in the cold and the rain, but she wouldn’t go in.  Finally, I said to her that now that she knows where it is, she can go there if she needed to.  Then I dropped her off at her probation officer downtown.

I called the women who I had now spoken to twice at the women’s shelter, and I explained that she was too scared to go in.  They said they knew, they saw us parked outside.  I said that maybe she will come back tonight when she gets cold.  I gave what information I had about her, so that they would know who she was, and let her in.

What I didn’t write about yesterday in much detail was who this person was.  I am not going to blab too much about the details of her life, but I did ask questions to try to get a picture of who she was, to get many pieces of a puzzle.  What I learned about her yesterday, and what I learned about her today, I tried to make sense of it, to put it all together.

Like most attractive women, she was being a little difficult.  On the way to go get something to eat when she was hungry and hadn’t eaten anything, she was better behaved.  After she was done eating, she acted like a typical attractive woman.  She would say, “What? What’s up?  Why are you smiling?”  I would answer, “I like you, you’re pretty.”  She would say, “There are all kinds of pretty women, thousands of them.  You are going to have to find some other reason to like me, that’s not a good reason.  I have all kinds of other reasons for people to like me.  You guys are all the same, I’m pretty.”

I said, “O.K., I admire you because you told me that you won the state championship in high school tennis.  I practiced tennis every day for years in Florida, and I never made it very far in even the district preliminary tournaments.  I am envious of you, I am jealous of you, that is something to be proud of , I would be proud of that, I would brag about that.”

Anyway, knowing her first name, and that she won the high school tennis championship in the state where she came from, I was able to look her up on the internet, and I saw her picture in the newspaper, it was her.  This was quite an accomplishment.  She must have been super athletic and super coordinated.

She had a mom, dad, sister, family, childhood, played sports, and she was good in sports.  I think that she might have said once to me very quickly that she played sports in college.  This is really a terrible thing that the course of life events has taken this beautiful young lady away from her family, friends, people who care about her, to where she is broke, unemployable, drug addicted, and homeless in Dickinson, North Dakota.

Picking Up A Drug Addict Homeless Girl In Dickinson, North Dakota

In a very recent previous blog post I wrote about how I recently moved into a low rent apartment in Dickinson, North Dakota.  Among the things that I described, I wrote about the drug activity in the apartment building where I live.  I didn’t describe everything, I left some things out.

About one week ago, very early on a Sunday morning, I saw a red haired young lady between about 16 years old to 24 years old walking down the sidewalk in the neighborhood where I now live, carrying one piece of luggage.  It looked to me like she had just been kicked out of wherever she had been living.  I was riding my bicycle, and I wanted to ask her “What’s going on?”, but I saw that there were two police cars parked where she had just come from.  I could guess what was going on, she had probably just been forcibly removed from where she had been living.

I really don’t need to become involved with a mentally ill, drug addicted young lady, who someone else could not handle.  I don’t need to be stabbed in my sleep, have my wallet stolen, and my vehicle stolen.  This is about the second or third time recently that I have seen young women get kicked out onto the street in my neighborhood, with nothing except a small piece of luggage.

This evening, as I was working on something out at my vehicle, I noticed a person with a backpack walking down the street.  When they were on the sidewalk across the street from me, they asked me if I was from Idaho, what part of Idaho, and if I was going back to Idaho.  The person was kind of hard to understand.  It was a fairly young person, and a female.  This person was kind of mixed up, and I could tell that things were not right with this person.

I was getting ready to go to the grocery store, but I decided to ask this person if they wanted a ride.  I asked the person, and they said O.K.  This person got in my vehicle.  She was anywhere from 17 to 28 years old, I couldn’t really tell.  She was about 5′-9″, and 100 lbs.  I could tell from the smell of this person, that she was homeless.  It was not the smell of body odor, but the smell of garbage.

I told her that I was just going to go to McDonalds or Wendy’s, did she want anything.  She said that she didn’t have any money.  She was trying to be polite and apologetic.  I said that that was O.K.  As I was driving north and chatting with her, I asked her if she was homeless and she said that she was.  I explained to her that there were several women’s shelters in Dickinson, that after she ate, I could telephone a shelter if she wanted me to.  She asked me what the shelters were like, and I told her that I thought they were pretty nice.

She was very, very pretty, even though I was guessing that she hadn’t bathed or changed clothes in a week.  That is saying something about having natural beauty, sleeping in a dumpster and still being very good looking.  It had been raining pretty hard the last couple of days, and I think that she smelled like garbage because she had been sleeping in a dumpster.

Mentally, she was very messed up.  I didn’t know if she was currently high, if drugs had ruined her mind, or if she had always been mentally messed up from birth.  I started to believe that most of her mental problems were drug related because she seemed to be street smart and have street survival instincts.  I began to think that she was at least 20 years old, but probably not older than 26.

She did not want to be taken to a women’s shelter.  I think this was because she had outstanding warrants, and she wanted to continue to use drugs.  I offered to take her to a young lady that I know who went through everything she was going through, homelessness and drug addiction, who completed rehab and was O.K. now, but she didn’t want me to take her there either.

We went through the drive thru at Wendys and we each got something to eat.  I talked to her some more and offered her a couple more suggestions.  She just wanted to continue to sleep in the bushes she said.

I dropped her off right back where we started from, and I gave her $10 and my black hooded sweatshirt.  Two drug user/drug dealer guys who recently got kicked out of their apartment in the building where I live were parked right behind me.  This homeless young lady got out of my vehicle, and she started trying to talk to them, I figured that she would, I suppose to try to get drugs.  They didn’t want to have anything to do with her, at the moment.

I don’t think that this young lady will ever be O.K.  Any involvement that I have with her will or could lead to me getting charged with possession of drugs/drug paraphernalia from her being in my vehicle, or theft of my wallet, money, credit cards, checks, laptops, firearms, equipment, vehicles, or me getting stabbed, or me getting HIV, hepatitis, or some other disease.  However, you must remember, there is a shortage of women in Dickinson, and a scarcity of attractive women.

Downtown Dickinson Preservation And Revitalization

In my previous blog post titled “Downtown Dickinson Association Seeking Executive Director” where I offered some proposals for downtown Dickinson, some of my ideas were better than others.  I should not be a nuisance to the Downtown Dickinson Association.  I should be helpful and supportive because what they are doing will make Dickinson a better place to live.

If you didn’t think very much about it, and jumped to conclusions, you might think that the Downtown Dickinson Association seeks to gain attention for downtown Dickinson in order to bring customers to businesses and tenants to the property owners.  Yes, it does do that, this is part of the plan.  A healthy and attractive downtown benefits all of Dickinson in many ways, not just the downtown business owners and property owners.

In most cities and towns that have grown, shopping centers and shopping malls were built beyond the old sections of town.  With one massive multi-acre parking lot, people would park their car, enter the shopping center or mall, and walk from store to store.  Later, without people really noticing, Wal-Mart and Target began to replace the shopping centers and the malls, because people could buy everything very cheaply inside just one store.

The shopping centers, shopping malls, and Wal-Mart are very formatted and controlled according to what corporations want.  There are no shade tress, benches, or tables outside, because they do not want their parking lots to be comfortable, attractive, and appealing.  They want there to be nothing in their parking lots to distract, delay, entertain, or amuse their customers, such as a shady spot or comfortable spot where customers going in, might meet and talk to their friends coming out.

Inside the shopping centers, malls, and Wal-Mart, there are aisles and lanes for shoppers, that are not really conducive to stopping, standing still, or sitting.  There are designated food courts, that are minimal, and not very comfortable.  The shopping environment is very controlled with bright lighting, generic music, neutral decor, standardized layout, uniformed employees, and store rules.

Shopping centers, malls, and Wal-Mart have their purpose, which is to get in, buy as much as you can, and get out, quickly.  I don’t enjoy going to shopping malls or Wal-Mart, because they have the barren no-mans land parking lots, and inside they are somewhat bland, generic, dull, uninteresting, crowded, and full of stressed out people who are in a hurry.

As cities and towns grow and expand, there are more and more chain or franchise restaurants that are owned by corporations, shopping centers that are owned by corporations, and apartment communities that are owned by corporations.  All these corporation owned restaurants, shopping centers, and apartment communities look the same, and are built the same.  To minimize costs, for ease of construction, for ease of maintenance, standardized accounting and management, lease-ability and re-sale ability, everything is built the same.

A relief from the monotony and drudgery of everything looking the same and being the same, the barren parking lots of the shopping centers and Wal-Mart, are the old downtown historic areas.  Where every house and yard is different from the one next to it in a thousand different ways, every building is different, and every city block is different.  A variety of different businesses, professionals, and services.  Wealthy homes, middle class homes, lower middle class homes, all mixed together.  Old people, middle aged people, families, and children all mixed together.

In downtown Dickinson, the residential neighborhoods surround the schools, churches, municipal buildings, and gradually give way to the businesses in the center of town.  Traffic is not bad downtown, and it is very pleasant to walk or bicycle in the old historic section of town.  It is an oasis of green with many kinds of large tall trees, hedges, shrubs, flowers, and lawns.  Home to many birds, squirrels, and cats.

In the afternoon the downtown bars and restaurants open.  Most of them have seating and tables outside on the broad sidewalks.  There are many attractive women who work downtown, you can go and look at them, and leave them money.

In the Spring, Summer, and Fall there are outdoor events and concerts in downtown Dickinson.  There are a few locations that have enough space inside to host events and live music in the Winter.

Downtown Dickinson is the most social area of Dickinson due to the blending of residential, municipal, business, bars, restaurants, events, and concerts.  All kinds of people, every type of person comes downtown.  It is the Downtown Dickinson Association that is not just promoting the businesses and the property downtown, but it is also preserving the character and social aspect of downtown Dickinson.

Thwarted Romance In Dickinson, North Dakota

This past week I was at a bar, restaurant, gathering, or event in Dickinson, where I met more than several women.  In order to tell this story, I have to be vague about who, what, when, and where.

The first group of women that were talking to me, were a little bit younger than me, fairly attractive, outgoing, positive, and kind of wild.  They were talking to me and playing with me just to be nice and friendly.  But, one of these three women came back by herself, and she wanted to talk to me some more.  I will call her “Karen”, though that is not her real name.

As Karen started to like me more and more as we were talking, she stood beside me, and was pressing into me, so that I could not help but look down at her bare tan shoulders and breasts.  I was noticing that she had no tan lines.  Then I noticed that she had a pierced tongue, and she said, “Yes, everything is pierced.”

Karen had told me a lot about herself, and what she and her husband did for a living.  I am 48 years old, and I know how married women become bored, and irritated with their husbands for any one of a thousand possible reasons.  I didn’t have to ask about that, women are always mad at their husbands for something.

In this particular instance, Karen’s husband not being there with her, was his crime, and reason enough for her to go astray.  The only obstacle, was that every single person there, knew that she was married.  She was spending so much time up close with me, it was obvious to everyone that she was drunk and horny, but none of her male friends or female friends tried to stop her or come and get her.  I thought that she would end up coming home with me, or me with her.

(Reminder, this is Dickinson, North Dakota, where the ratio of men to women is 3:1, and there is a scarcity of attractive women.  The Dickinson Police will absolutely not allow prostitution, so if you want to be with an attractive woman, you have to borrow someone else’s wife.)

Karen was not ready to leave yet, it was still early.  She wanted to drink more, and she proceeded to do so.  All the better for me, I thought.

Then, somebody else’s wife came over to me and started talking to me.  I will call her “Laurie”, though that is not her real name.  Laurie was even more mad at her husband than Karen was.  Laurie was not drunk, just mad.  As Laurie started talking with me, she began to like me even more than Karen did.

I was happy to talk to some woman who liked me, who wasn’t drunk.  Laurie began to push up against me, and I could not help but notice what nice tan breasts she had.  Everyone there knew that Laurie was married, but none of her male friends or female friends tried to stop her, or come and get her.

Then Karen came over, Karen and Laurie knew each other.  Karen was much more drunk by then, and Laurie was not completely nice to Karen, kind of trying to get Karen to go away, which she did.  Laurie’s husband was supposedly in the immediate vicinity, whereas Karen’s husband was at least sixty miles away.

It would have been better for me to go home with Karen, because Karen’s husband was much farther away, and Karen was drunk.  However, Karen soon became so drunk, that having sex with her would have been illegal.  If I would not have been talking to Laurie, I could have gotten Karen to leave sooner.  It may have been Laurie talking to me for so long, that made Karen decide to go ahead and get too drunk to have sex.

Laurie came back over to talk to me again, complaining to me that her husband was a drunken mess.  I saw her husband finally, he was the biggest, tallest, most muscular guy there.  I thought to myself, “Jesus Christ you crazy woman, what are you trying to do, get me killed.”  Her husband was about four or five inches taller than me, and about fifty pounds heavier than me, and he looked like a bully and a thug.  And his wife has been talking to me and rubbing up against me for quite a while.

I had thought for sure that I was going home with an attractive, drunk, horny woman, but now instead it looked like I was going to get beat up.  I thought, “Man, I just want to go home now.”  It would be O.K. with me if I never saw these people again.

A Small Freshwater Duck

Quack is one of the most beautiful girls in Dickinson, though she is hardly ever here anymore.  I am glad that she does not spend much time in Dickinson, because I don’t want her to be ruined.  I only ever have a vague idea where she is, which is probably for the best because I worry about her, and I am infatuated with her, so I am better off not knowing where she is.

I believe that I first saw her in either 2011 or 2013, both where she was working and also at the West River Community Center.  She was about 5′-8″ or 5′-9″,  very thin, about 105 lb, with very pretty long brown hair.  I have always suspected that she is part Cherokee Indian because of her cheek bones, complexion, and also because of her slight, yet athletic physique.

One reason why she may appear to be part Cherokee Indian, is she runs, hikes, swims, and rock climbs every day, and she is in very good physical condition, with hardly any body fat at all.  I could say that I have never seen or met another woman in Dickinson that looked like Quack, and that would be mostly true, Judy Anderson and Marinna Marsh have the same kind of natural beauty, but Quack’s physical beauty is more wild, untamed, and rugged.

I absolutely can say that Quack’s demeanor, bearing, and personality is unlike any other woman that I have met in North Dakota, Idaho, and Texas.  This is the best thing about Quack, by far the best thing.  Before I describe it, I want explain where it comes from.

Quack’s father, Gary, was a geography professor at Dickinson State University, very intelligent and very educated.  Both Gary and his wife Gia must have been very alert, aware, conscious, deliberate, observant, and nurturing people.  No one could have raised a human being better.  Any bad human characteristic, like greed, envy, jealousy, hate, laziness, dishonesty, treachery, vanity, or materialism, Quack does not have.  All the good characteristics like love, kindness, empathy, fearlessness, and politeness, Quack does have.

I sometimes worry about her because she seems innocent and childlike still, but she only comes across this way because she is not ruined, she knows what is going on as much as anyone does.  She knows that I like her, but she does not let this bother her, nor does she hold this against me.  I felt this way about Codi Miller too.

The last time I saw her, I asked her if she had seen the movie “Into The Wild”.  Quack said that she had.  I could tell that she was pretty familiar with the movie from her response.  She should be familiar with this movie, because this is her, only I didn’t tell her that.  I looked at her, and I think that she thinks that this is her too, though she may not have ever told anyone.

“Into The Wild” is a movie and a book that was created from the actual real life diary/journal left behind by a young man named Chris.  Chris graduated from Emory University in Atlanta, and he had no intention of entering a profession, having a career, and settling into the suburbs with a wife and kids.  Chris wanted to simply live life, to experience life as completely and fully as possible, without any of the things that ruin or destroy life and what is real.  Career, possessions, responsibilities, obligations, anger, greed, hostility, jealousy, vanity, pride, fear, guilt, ……he didn’t want any of it, and he traveled further and further into the wild, and once he became completely far away from people, he got himself into a situation where he accidentally died.

Quack is one of the the least materialistic women that I have ever met.  I am sure that just like any woman, she sees a jacket that she likes, or pants that she likes, and thinks that she would like to have them, but then she lets go of the idea.  The same for a house or a car.  This is the same thing that little girls do, they see things that they would like to have one day, they are happy in that thought, but then they become just as distracted by the sight of a dog, a cat, or ice cream.  They aren’t like grown women full of every kind of anger, hate, jealousy, envy, vanity, pride, treachery, plot, and scheme to get the house they want or the car they want.

I have met only a few women like Quack, and they were all very beautiful.  I have made the observation in the past, that some girls who grow up always having a natural physical beauty, the ones who don’t have hardly any defect in their character, personality, or appearance, by the time that they reach adulthood they don’t “need” anything.  It is like they are so complete and not lacking anything within themselves, that they don’t really “need” or have to have any “thing”.  Leaving a life for them where they just seek to experience things.

(Note:  I had originally published this blog post with Quack’s full name in the title.  Quack talked to me and tried to explain why she didn’t want this blog post to exist.  I agreed to remove her last name from the blog post title and the blog post, so that this blog post would not cause her problems.  With her last name removed from the blog post title and the blog post, eventually this blog post would have dropped out of the search results that were returned when performing an internet search using her name.

Even after I had removed Quack’s last name from the blog post title and the blog post, in the short term, so many people kept looking at this blog post about Quack, that this blog post moved back up to the very top of the search results when an internet search was done using her name.  So now I have removed any part of her name from the blog post title, so that eventually this blog post will not appear in the search results that are returned when an internet search is done using her name.

I might recommend to the reader, a blog post titled, “What It Would Be Like To Be Married To A Small Freshwater Duck”.)

There Aren’t Even Any Skank Girls In Western North Dakota

I have lived in Western North Dakota for almost five years now. I have written many blog posts about the shortage of women and the scarcity of attractive women in Western North Dakota. About one year ago I wrote a blog post titled, “List Of Attractive Women In Dickinson, North Dakota”. On that list, I have included three women from Watford City, one woman from Belfield, one woman from South Heart, two women from Amidon, and about ten women from Dickinson. I have only been able to come up with about twenty attractive women in Western North Dakota, and I have been here for five years.

I thought about attractive women that I could add to my List Of Attractive Women, being careful to not include any skank women, and then I realized that there aren’t even any skank women in Western North Dakota. About one month ago I wrote a blog post titled, “Skank Women From The South”. In that blog post I had intended to point out and explain that there aren’t any skank women in Western North Dakota, but I only managed to describe skank women.

Skank women start out in life being underprivileged. They are often pale and skinny as children and adolescents because they don’t have access to very much food, and they don’t get to go outside and play in the sun. Also, they sometimes have scars from a car accident, animal attack, or other mishap. When they become teenagers, they sometimes blossom into attractive young ladies, but they are poor, and not from respectable families, so they are not destined to be a cheerleader, homecoming queen, or go to college and be in a sorority. Sometimes, they have a stigma attached to them because their mother was so wild, or their father was a criminal.

As all good respectable women know, their husband, boyfriend, brother, or son can become involved with a skank woman. Skank women did not have a lot growing up, they did not have high expectations in life, they only expected to have small pleasures in life, such as going out, getting drunk, and having the affection and company of men.

Skank women are not necessarily trashy. If I wanted to talk about white trash women, I would say that I was talking about white trash women. White trash women are the next level below skank women. Now that I think about it, there aren’t even hardly any white trash women in Western North Dakota.

In Western North Dakota, besides the twenty attractive women on my list, it skips straight down past the skank women level, straight past the white trash women level, and stops at one of two lower levels, the battle axe women, and the drug addict women.

Just like there is a scarcity of attractive women, there is a scarcity of plain average women, and you mainly see women that are the battle axe women, the women with big ankles, ham fists, and scowling faces, that look like somebody hits them in the face with the flat side of a 1”x4” board every morning. The other women that you mainly see are the drug addict, problem women, that came from Los Angeles, Los Vegas, Spokane, or Coeur d’Alene.

The South is full of skank women. They work at banks, book keeping, retail stores, offices, and in health care. They are easy to meet and talk to. You meet them at the places where they work, at any store you go to, any place you go: convenience stores, gas stations, grocery stores, restaurants, Wal-Mart, laundromats, dry cleaners, the beach. They don’t go to the gym, or go to church.

Skank women like getting asked out. If they got asked out nicely three times in one day, they would probably agree to go out on three different dates. They look forward to getting slightly dressed up, to meet someone for dinner at a restaurant, or drinks at a bar. They like meeting people, going places, and doing things. They see going out with people as an opportunity to do all kinds of things that they like: eating good food, having good drinks, getting drunk, dancing, making friends, going new places, seeing other people’s nice clothes, jewelry, cars, motorcycles, boats, animals, and homes. They like to have fun, they look forward to having fun.

The battle axe women in Western North Dakota want to make everyone miserable, most of the time, they are like ogres or trolls. The problem drug addict women that came to Western North Dakota from Los Angeles, Las Vegas, Spokane, and Coeur D’Alene to work at the bars, restaurants, and hotels just want to get high on meth, crack, or heroin.

Child Support In North Dakota, Department Of Vindictive Women

Earlier this week I received a Way2Go Card debit card in the mail, and I did not know why.  I tried to find out why I received this debit card that I did not request, and I wrote an internet article about it.

In response to my internet article, a woman who works for the State of North Dakota replied, saying something like child support enforcement payments might begin being paid using Way2Go Cards.  Later in the week, both North Dakota Job Services, and the North Dakota Department Of Human Services Child Support Enforcement, posted notices on their websites that they will begin using Way2Go Cards on June 1, 2017.

I was looking at the North Dakota Department Of Human Services Child Support Enforcement website, and I saw some things that I didn’t like.  I have met some men that have had tremendous problems involving child support, and here are some of the reasons why, that I found on the website:

Contempt of Court

An obligor who intentionally fails to comply with a court order for child support can be held in contempt of court.  Consequences for contempt of court can include jail time, fines, license suspension, and an order to complete work activities.

Criminal Nonsupport

An obligor who willfully fails to pay child support as ordered can be prosecuted in a North Dakota court for criminal nonpayment of child support.  Criminal nonpayment of child support can be a Class C felony, which has a maximum punishment of five years’ imprisonment, a fine of $5,000, or both.

Attention Women!  I don’t know how you think that taking away a father’s driver’s license is going to help them pay child support!  If they can’t get to work, can’t keep their job, and can’t get a job because they can’t drive, how are they going to pay child support?

Attention Women!  Once someone gets a felony conviction, they are barred from most types of employment!  How are they going to pay child support when they lose their job and can’t get another job because of their felony conviction?

There are many circumstances where women become pregnant and have children, and it was not a good idea:  Teen sex where pregnancy was unintentional, young couples where pregnancy was unintentional, relationships that did not work out, marriages that did not work out.  Sometimes it turns out that the father of the children was not a good person, not caring, not intelligent, not responsible, mentally ill, an alcoholic, a drug addict.

The father of the children may be unwilling or unable to pay child support.  Examples of fathers who may be unwilling to pay child support are assholes, bullies, mentally ill, alcoholics, drug addicts.  Examples of fathers who may be unable to pay child support are stupid people, idiots, imbeciles, fools, mentally ill, alcoholics, and drug addicts.

If the father of your child is stupid, an idiot, an imbecile, a fool, mentally ill, alcoholic, or a drug addict, he will probably not be able to get a job, or keep a job for very long.  Fathers like this will never, ever be able to be current with their child support payments.  Jail time, fines, and driver’s license suspension is not going to help them become current with their child support.  It may make the mothers feel better, the jail time, fines, and license suspension, but it makes the fathers not able to get a job, keep a job, or keep a place to live and transportation for themselves.

Jail and prison, is for criminals, for people who have committed a crime.  Fathers who are stupid, an idiot, an imbecile, a fool, mentally ill, alcoholic, or a drug addict, are probably not able to get a job or keep a job for very long.  They are therefore not very likely to always have money each month to pay child support.  This is not something that is criminal, that should result in jail time, fines, and driver’s license suspension.  This is only going to further reduce their ability to obtain or keep employment.

Prison time for not paying a debt?  I thought that we got rid of debtor’s prisons about three hundred years ago when the first colonists came to America.  I thought the first colonists and the first elected representatives in the United States all knew that you can’t have debtor’s prisons.  People have no way to pay debts when they are in prison.

I think that there are many mothers who like these laws, but they like these laws because they inflict punishment on the fathers, not because they provide support for their children.

Some legal methods to obtain court ordered money judgements and collection of debt are wage garnishment, bank account garnishment, liens on property, liens on vehicles, and seizure of certain types of property that are not necessities.  We don’t have debtor’s prisons in the United States.  We should not take away a person’s driver’s license because they owe someone else money.

Because of the irrational and punitive laws that got passed in North Dakota, I think that it should be called the North Dakota Department Of Vindictive Women.

Skank Girls In The South

Skank girls start out in life being disadvantaged and underpriviledged.  They are likely destined to repeat the tragic life cycle of their forbearers.

Often, they have some physical mark on them, a birth mark, freckles, or a scar that lets them know from when they are a little girl, that they are damaged.  They look in the mirror when they are seven years old, and they know that they will never be a cheerleader, prom queen, or a beauty pageant winner.  The scar on their cheek is so long and deep from the cat scratch, it will never go away.

Their mother gave birth to them when she was eighteen years old.  When they were three years old, their father got arrested and sent to prison for armed robbery.  Later that year, their mother was drunk and she ran into a tree with her Chevy Monte Carlo, killing herself.

The little skank girl has just vague memories of what her mother was like.  Her clearest memories are of riding around with her mother in her silver Chevy Monte Carlo that she was later killed in.  Riding around with the windows open, her mother’s long brown hair whipping around in the wind, stopping and talking to people, handing them packages.  The little skank girl knew that her mother was delivering drugs.

She was staying with her grandmother quite a bit of the time, before her mother’s death.  Her grandmother was only 42 years old, but she looked older than this.  Her grandmother always seemed to be anxious and worried.  Her grandmother was always worried that something was going to happen to someone, or someone was going to get into trouble.  This is all that ever happened mostly, in her grandmother’s life.

When the little skank girl’s mother died, it did not come as a shock or surprise so much to her grandmother.  The grandmother was equally as burdened with the death of her daughter, as she was with the knowledge that she would have to raise her granddaughter.  It was not the work, the expense, or the responsibility, that frightened her, it was that she didn’t know if she could stand raising another one of these girls.

Both of her daughters were dead.  They were very much alike.  They were pretty girls, and not bad girls, at first.  They were outgoing, adventuresome, fun loving, and not scared of anything when they were kids.  After they went through puberty, all the boys were interested in them.  They could not go anywhere without boys noticing them.  Rather than spending time with boys their own age, they went with boys who were older than them, who were wild, who had motorcycles, cars, and money.

There was nothing she could do to stop them.  She was a single mother, who had to go to work every day.  She was informed by the school that her daughters were not going to school sometimes, and sometimes leaving school early.  Her daughters were not scared of anything that she threatened them with.  She realized that if she threatened to kick them out of her house, they would just go and live with their friends.

The only way that the grandmother thought that she could cope with raising her four year old granddaughter, was to not get emotionally involved.

All of these things that I have described above, are the origins of skank girls:  being born to young, pretty, wild women; being the offspring of parents who are wild and don’t care; being raised by people who do not provide them with very much.

A young skank girl begins school in the South, with all the teachers and all the administrators knowing about her circumstances.  They know all about her father, her mother, what they did, and that she is now being raised by her grandmother.  They generally don’t approve of anything her parents did, and they can see the same thing coming from her one day.

Some of the teachers look at the young skank girl, and she looks exactly like her mother when they had her as a student.  Some of the women that drop off or pick their children up from school, look at the young skank girl, and know whose child she must be.  Since nothing but bad things ever happen to anyone in her family, they don’t want their children to have much to do with her.

After school, the other children may go to dance class, karate class, or piano lessons, but the skank girl has been instructed to go straight home, go inside, and remain inside.  The grandmother does not want any problems.  No, she can’t have anyone over, nor can she go over to anyone’s house.  She can’t go anywhere, and she can’t go outside and play.

The skank girl, because of her background, is not likely to be invited to any children’s birthday parties or play dates.  In school she listens to what other children do, and what their lives are like.  She listens to what it is like to go to Chuck E Cheese Pizza, Disney World, and Sea World.

Being deprived of being able to participate in the world, makes young skank girls become observers of the world.  As a six year old or seven year old, they become aware that the more affluent families, with both a mother and a father, are able to drop their children off at school and pick them up in the afternoon.  They observe that the unmarried school teacher women are more anxious and tense, than the married school teacher women who are more calm and confident.  Not being allowed to participate, and only being permitted to observe, gives young skank girls the opportunity to develop a more thorough understanding of the world than other children.  Also, they learn to keep their thoughts and feelings inside, because they have no one to share them with.

The skank girls growing up in a household where they aren’t given very much, aren’t paid attention to, are not allowed to participate, and have no one to talk to, makes them stronger, less able to be controlled, and more likely to do whatever they want.  As they develop, get bigger, and get smarter, they are more inclined to do what they want.  What are you going to threaten to take away from them, if they don’t do what you want, they never ever had anything.  What are you going to threaten to deprive them of, if they don’t do what you want, they were never allowed to do anything.

The skank girls might have been weaker and more easy to control if they would have been spoiled.  If they had been trained to behave and get a puppy, behave and get to go to a Hannah Montana concert, behave and get a Ford Mustang, they might be controllable.

The girls in elementary school have their friends and their cliques.  They want to be popular, they want to be important.  The skank girls don’t want any attention, they want to be unnoticed.  They are aware that they are being treated differently, and they know why.  In elementary school, the pale skinny skank girl may not have any friends.  She may have to sit next to the aloof overweight fat little boy at lunch, or the only black girl in class.  These circumstances only make the skank girl stronger.

By the end of elementary school, the skank girls do begin getting attention.  Boys, girls, and adults begin looking at them longer, trying to discern what they are going to look like, perceiving some beauty in them.

By high school, the skank girls are getting a lot of attention, attention that they did not want, and did not seek.  They are skinny, attractive, and quiet.  They are not fake, phony, gossipy, or childish.  Though they did not want this attention, it gives them a sense of power and opportunity.

The boys and the men take a strong interest in the skank girls.  The skank girls seem independent, mature, and more like adult women.  The popular girls, the cheerleaders, and the homecoming queens don’t like this, and they fear that their boyfriends will go after the skank girl.

The poor, skinny, freckled skank girl, whose mother is dead, and whose father is in prison, the men now want her, and the other women are jealous of her.

Concluding Remarks About Hot Women

Several days ago, I wrote a blog post titled “Disappointment With The Hottest Girl In Dickinson, North Dakota”.  In that blog post, I described that I liked the Hottest Girl in Dickinson, but after meeting her a few more times and trying to talk to her, I found that she was unwilling or unable to express herself in complete sentences.  She was very difficult to talk to.

She was good at making clever comments, saying funny things, being animated, being funny, and getting attention.  I began to realize that she was mostly interested in getting attention.  Eventually, perhaps because she became tired or bored, she more or less said that she thought that she was hot, that she was highly sought after, and that she could do whatever she wanted to.

I immediately lost interest in her.  I didn’t think that anything good would come from knowing her, or becoming friends with her.

Yesterday, I was sitting at home watching television, and I switched channels to watch a relatively new situation comedy called “2 Broke Girls”.  This situation comedy is about a young, dark haired, large breasted, lower class waitress, who befriends a down on her luck, young, upper class, tall thin blond girl.  Both women work at the same restaurant, and they also live together.

Watching two episodes of “2 Broke Girls”, the show was funny.  The two young women are constantly making lewd, vulgar, crude, sexual, racial, nasty, and inappropriate comments.  They are always having problems, doing something that they shouldn’t be doing, and getting into trouble.  After mid-way through the third episode, it was no longer funny.

Everything was funny and a joke to the two young women.  Many people were the targets of their lewd, vulgar, crude, and nasty comments.  They were always having problems and getting into trouble.  And all they would do was make clever comments, make stupid comments, and continue to do stupid things.  It was no longer funny, it was irritating, and I no longer wanted to watch this television show.  I hope that no young women model their behavior after women on television who behave like this, but I am afraid that they probably do.

This is very much how the Hottest Girl in Dickinson behaved.  Constantly making witty comments, suggestive comments, funny comments, and stupid comments.  And also always having problems and trouble.  Both the women on the television show “2 Broke Girls”, and the Hottest Girl in Dickinson, believed that they could get away with everything, and get out of anything, because they were attractive.

This attitude is repugnant to me, when women think that they are so attractive that they can get away with everything, and get out of anything.  This leads to nothing but problems and trouble.  I will give a couple of real life examples.

When I first came to work in Dickinson in 2011, I started work at a company one week before someone who I will call “Danny”.  Danny was 42 years old, and he came over from Montana.  I stayed in my truck camper on the company property, and Danny slept in a mini van that he had borrowed from a relative.  Danny had recently married a younger woman, and he left her with his Chevy Blazer back in Montana.

Danny started making about $1,200 per week, and he began looking for a town home for he and his wife to live in.  Danny called his wife every day to let her know how things were going.  With Danny making $1,200 per week, his young wife wanted to know if she could go buy a new Dodge truck for herself.  Danny told her no, he had to get a place for the two of them to live first.

Danny was in tears one morning, sobbing.  The company manager had to do something with him.  We all found out later that day what had happened.  Danny’s wife emptied every savings account, and every checking account, and took his Chevy Blazer to a Dodge dealer, signed over the Blazer title, though her name was not on the title, and bought herself a new Dodge 1500 truck, and she put it in her name.  She took about $24,000 and Danny’s Chevy Blazer, and she left him with absolutely nothing, not even a vehicle.  They had been married for about six months.  She told him on the telephone, to go fuck himself, that she was done with him.

If that would have happened to me, I would have cut her head off.  It would have been a mistake for any woman to think that she was so attractive that she could get away with everything, and get out of anything.  I would expect someone to kill me, if I did something as bad as to take everything that they owned.  It is irritating to me, and it angers me, that any person thinks that they are somehow exempted from the same rules as everyone else, and that they are excused from the consequences of what they do.

Two more, real life examples:

When I was an estimator and project coordinator at a specialty construction company in Florida, one of the new young crew workers went to work on a construction project about three hundred miles away.  This was before people had internet capable cell phones, and on line banking.  This young man would endorse his pay checks, and mail them back to his girlfriend.  He talked to his girlfriend regularly on the telephone after work, and he reminded her to please mail in his truck payment.  She never made one truck payment.  His truck was repossessed while he was working out of town far away from home, and he didn’t even know it.  You go girl!

When I was in high school, one of my father’s friends named Jerry went to work in Saudi Arabia for over one year.  He sent all of his money each month back to his wife.  He expected to have about $40,000 in the bank when he got home after working for over a year in Saudi Arabia.  When Jerry got home, he didn’t have any money at all, his wife had taken up with another man while he was gone, and she and her boyfriend had spent all of the money that he had sent home.  What’s wrong with that?

You can’t expect anything good to come from women that don’t take anything seriously, make stupid comments about everything, and think that they can get away with everything, and get out of anything.

Disappointment With The Hottest Girl In Dickinson, North Dakota

In a previous recent blog post, I wrote about meeting the hottest girl in Dickinson, North Dakota.  I wrote that I am normally not very interested in “hot” women, because they are so much trouble.

Several months ago I wrote a blog post titled “List Of Attractive Women In Dickinson, North Dakota”.  The criteria for being on that list, was that the woman be attractive, civil, decent, and respectable.  Being “hot” was not one of the criteria.  I would not put any woman on that list that would bring dishonor to the other women.  Some of the women on my list of attractive women in Dickinson, I have known for more than several years.  I am not disappointed or displeased with any of the women on my list of attractive women in Dickinson.  I am proud of them, and the way that they conduct themselves.

After only spending a few hours with “the hottest girl in Dickinson, North Dakota”, I not only have lost interest in her, I am repulsed by her.  I am ashamed of myself for not having better judgement.

I was infatuated with her for about ten days.  I looked forward to seeing her.  I was able to speak to her some, but not as much as I would have liked.  What little I was able to say to her, she had no interest in.  When I was around her, I was able to listen to what she had to say to other people.  She seemed witty and clever.  She also seemed to have a good attitude, and a good disposition.

I talked to two of her women friends, who I have known for a couple of years.  They did not have anything wonderful and amazing to say about her, which surprised me, because I thought that she was impressive.  I concluded that these two women friends of hers were just jealous.

When I got another chance to speak to “the hottest girl in Dickinson, North Dakota”, nothing that I had to say was very interesting to her.  I instead ended up talking to someone from the South, like me.  The person from the South, wanted to talk to me, more than I wanted to talk to them, because I was there to see the girl that I was infatuated with.  I ended up talking to several people that I had no intention of talking to.

The other people that I was talking to, what they were saying was not very interesting to “the hottest girl in Dickinson, North Dakota.”  What they were saying, was completely reasonable, intelligent, and they were expressing things that were important and significant to them.  I began to realize, that the hot girl, was not willing or able to talk about anything.  She could make faces, make funny expressions, say stupid things that were funny, but not have a conversation that involved speaking in complete sentences to express a point, opinion, or convey much information.

The hot girl’s behavior was all about getting attention.  The way she acted, and what she said, was all about her getting attention.  She had gotten my attention by wearing tight jeans, a tight tank top, and by making witty and clever comments.  This worked in getting me to like her.  But when I tried to find out more about her, it was painfully difficult.  Like I said, she was unwilling or unable to talk about anything, only able to make funny comments and funny faces.

Finally, what she did manage to reveal about herself, was that she thought that she was hot, that she was highly sought after, and that she could do what ever she wanted.  This was all I needed to know.  I no longer wanted to have anything to do with her.

What I was hoping to find out, was what kinds of things she liked to do, what did she enjoy, what did she look forward to, what did she want to do.  From finding these things out, I could know more about what kind of person she was.  Was she honest, trustworthy, reliable, compassionate, considerate, kind, loyal, affectionate, hardworking, ambitious, open minded, educated, intelligent….?  My answer was, no.  Since her perception of reality was that she was hot, highly sought after, and that she could do whatever she wanted, I could not expect anything good to come from her.

On my list of attractive women in Dickinson, there are some women that just happen to be hot.  But these hot women, tone down their hotness for the sake of other men, their husbands, and their children.  They disregard their hotness, and they work hard, educate themselves, advance in their careers, take care of others, are considerate to others, take an interest in others, pursue hobbies, and are involved in the community.

I should have known better.  There are expressions in the Bible about “strange women”, whose path leads to destruction and her ways are death.  Does a good tree produce bad fruit, and a bad tree produce good fruit?  A tree will be known by its fruit.

There Are Some Things That Women Don’t Understand About Women

I recently wrote two blog posts where I mentioned my decision to not romantically pursue the women on my list of attractive women in Dickinson, because I like them, and I do not want to ruin their life.  In the past, several women have made comments to my blog posts, writing that they were sure that women didn’t like me.

There are some things that women don’t understand about other women.  Many times, women can’t see what other women find attractive in a man.  In order to explain this, I will focus on just one reason in this blog post.

I am going to try to not be insensitive about this.  I am writing this partly to explain my point, and partly to give women information that they need to know.

In a state far, far away, I was doing self-employed construction work on a very expensive house, in a very wealthy and exclusive neighborhood.  The owner of the house, was a successful medical doctor about my age, who owned and operated several medical facilities.

His wife, was also about my age.  She was very beautiful.  She was thin and athletic, very much like a fashion model in appearance.  She was very friendly to me.  She liked to talk to me.

When her husband was away at work, she would wear a white button up blouse, that was unbuttoned, and no bras.  She would wear short, cut off jean shorts.  She would sit and talk to me, so that I could see everything, and when I would get caught looking, she would just smile at me.

I liked her, and she liked me.  We would talk the whole time that I worked.  She told me very early on, that she had just had a hysterectomy.  She could no longer become pregnant.  She invited me to her second home, a couple of hours away, in a resort town.

I liked her, and she knew that I liked her.  I just never began kissing her and making love to her, though that is what she wanted.  I was partly scared that her husband would come home, he could leave work whenever he wanted, and he would throw her out of the house.  I did not have a good place for her to live, and I did not want her to lose everything that she had.  I could not come close to replacing everything that she would lose.

After having more experiences like this with other women, that recently had had hysterectomies, I came to find out that the estrogen replacement drug, Premarin, does in fact work very well in replacing female hormones.  This drug works so well, that the women who are taking it, find healthy males to be very attractive, and they begin to have sexual attraction that they have not experienced in years.  Plus, they have the urge to have sex, and they have absolutely no chance of becoming pregnant.

So, something that some women don’t understand about other women, is that there are times in the lives of women, when they are very attracted to men and want to be romantically involved, and the reasons aren’t apparent to others.  Just one reason, the topic of this blog post, is female hormone replacement therapy.

Unfortunately, I know too much now.  I know too many ways in which women are vulnerable, so I have to be very careful not to seduce women, or I would ruin their lives, and the lives of their husbands and children.

I have complained about there being a shortage of women, and a scarcity of attractive women in Dickinson.  I never have wanted to take somebody else’s girlfriend or somebody else’s wife, that is why I complained about prostitution not being allowed in Dickinson.  It wasn’t that I couldn’t get a girlfriend, it was that I didn’t want to take somebody else’s girlfriend or wife away from them, and then I wouldn’t have a place to keep her, or maybe I wouldn’t even want to keep her.

 

(To those who read this blog post and think, “You idiot!  Why, why didn’t you have sex with her!  That is what she wanted!  That was the chance of a lifetime!  She couldn’t get pregnant, she wouldn’t leave her husband”…..  I felt like I was doing the right thing at the time.  I still sometimes see her, and she still likes me, and I still like her, and I am glad that it turned out this way.)

I Wouldn’t Get Married And Have Children In Dickinson, North Dakota

In my previous blog post, I wrote about meeting the hottest girl in Dickinson.  Normally, I am not seriously interested in hot women, because they are so much trouble.  Other men are after them all the time, and it is stressful and difficult to keep a hot girlfriend.  They are propositioned all the time by men, and they end up getting lured away.  This would be especially true in Dickinson, because there is such a shortage of women, and such a scarcity of attractive women.

But this hot girl that I like, has many more good qualities besides being hot.  She has a great sense of humor, she is very funny, very entertaining, and she says that she does not get upset easily.  She has already been through a lot in life, which has made her more mature, and self-reliant, but not jaded and mean.  She is about 30 years old, and she has lived and worked in several western states.  She was born and grew up in a resort town in one of the western states.  Like me, even though she really liked the town where she came from, she just could not make any money there, and she had to come to Dickinson to make money.  I believe that she has been married once before.

I like her so much, that I had to stop and seriously consider what I wanted to do about it.  I realized right away that I am not in a position to get married in Dickinson, so I had better just leave her alone and not try to pursue her romantically.  That would be the best thing to do, for both me and her.

I came to Dickinson in 2011 to work and make money.  There were more jobs here, and higher paying jobs here, than in Idaho where I own a home on five acres.  The only way that I was able to save money each month while working in Dickinson, was to stay in a camper on the company property where I worked, or live in similar low cost housing.  Right now, I live with an older homeowner in Dickinson, in what is not a very ideal situation.  But I put up with very rough living conditions, in order to make money and save money.

The young women that I meet in Dickinson, housing is very important to them.  Ever since I came to Dickinson, housing has been extremely expensive, and good housing is scarce and highly sought after.  The young women here were completely willing to pay up to 60% of their income on housing, because it was the most important thing to them.  The most I ever paid here in Dickinson for housing, was 25% of my income, because housing here was not the most important thing to me.  The most important thing to me, was to pay all of my bills, especially things like property tax and insurance for my home in Idaho.

One of the biggest things that women here in Dickinson look for in a man, is his ability to pay for housing, and his ability to upgrade their housing situation.  How much money does he make, and how much of this money can he contribute to housing.  Women look at me, I’m not married and I don’t have any children, and they expect that I would be able to contribute 60% of my income to housing, like they have had to do.  They look at me, and think in their mind, that their $1,500 per month that they pay for housing, combined with the $2,000 per month that they can get from me for housing, would pay the rent on a nice house in Dickinson for the two of us.

There is no way that I would get on a joint and severally liable lease in Dickinson, for even $2,000 per month.  Right away, this would cause a huge conflict with a girlfriend.  Good housing is so important to women, that they would be outraged, and start to get very ugly about my unwillingness to spend as much as they wanted to on housing.  They would be thinking, and maybe even yelling, “Do you think that you are going to be with me for free and not have to pay!  I will just get somebody else who is willing to pay for me, you aren’t, you cheap piece of shit!”

I have been in the situation before, where I have had to move in the middle of a lease.  For my own apartment, I have had to give thirty days written notice, pay rent through the thirty days, plus pay one month rent as a penalty.  When I have been on a joint and severally liable lease with someone else, who wanted to remain in the house, I have had to pay my half of the rent for the remainder of the lease, in that instance it was five months.  Can you imagine being in Dickinson, not being able to get a job, and being on a one year lease for $2,000 to $3,000 per month, and your “Hot” girlfriend decides to leave you because you don’t have any money, and she is always getting propositioned every day by guys who do have money.  Leaving you solely responsible for the rent, even though it was her that insisted and required getting a place that cost $2,000 to $3,000 per month.

Right now, there are very few job openings in Dickinson. The jobs in Dickinson are also lower paying than they used to be, with much less overtime.  Working for any business or oil field company in Dickinson now, there is no guarantee that you will have your job next month.  I think that it would be a huge risk for anyone to try to have children in Dickinson now.  I think that it would be very careless and stupid.  I would never want to put my wife and children in a situation where we were unable to pay rent, pay utilities, pay bills, and buy groceries.

No matter who you think you are, and how much money you have been making over the last several years, most of the people in Dickinson can’t be certain that they will keep their job, or be able to find another job if they lose their job.  I have lived and worked in seven different states.  People think and tell themselves that if things get too bad, they will just move to another place to find work.  When you try to move from one place to another, you can be completely mistaken about the number and availability of jobs where you are moving.  Just because you move to some place that you think will be better, doesn’t mean that it will be better, it may in fact be worse, because of things you didn’t know or didn’t account for.

So having children now in Dickinson would be a mistake, because you don’t know if you will be able to keep your job, or find a replacement job.  And, there is no where in the United States that is having a boom right now, where you can go to work and send money back to your family.

Living and working in Dickinson for five years now, there hasn’t been many chances to meet likable women, because of the shortage of women, and scarcity of attractive women.  Now, one of the few times that I meet a woman that I really like, I have to decide to leave her alone, for both her sake and my sake.  Women want nice housing so bad, and I don’t want to pay what it costs here in Dickinson, especially because of uncertain employment.  Nor could I see getting married, settling down, and having children in Dickinson.  Living in Dickinson is just like doing time in prison, most of the normal things in life are absent.

 

The Hottest Girl In Dickinson, North Dakota

If you go and read my blog post titled “List Of Attractive Women In Dickinson, North Dakota”, in that list I include women that are very beautiful, respectable, civil, and decent.  I consider many things about a woman before I include her on that list, in order to preserve the integrity of the list, and to not bring dis-honor to the other women on the list.

I have a high enough opinion of the women on my list of attractive women in Dickinson, that I would forgive each of them some transgressions, committed in the heat of the moment.  I would not condemn these women for following their heart, when their heart is true.  However, I don’t fear that any of these women on my list will persist in bad behavior for very long.

Being “Hot”, was not part of my criteria for being on my list of attractive women in Dickinson, though a few of these women just happen to be.  It was not supposed to be that kind of a list.  Being beautiful, respectable, civil, and decent, that is what I was looking for.

A woman being “Hot” is not something that is important to me, or something that I want.  I would not want, or like, my girlfriend or wife constantly getting all kinds of unwanted attention.  This would cause all kinds of problems and conflict for both myself and my wife or girlfriend.  For instance, I would not want my girlfriend or wife being propositioned all day, every day, everywhere she went.  I would not like this, and hopefully she would not like this either.

The women on my list of attractive women in Dickinson that just happen to be Hot, they do a pretty good job of toning down their hotness by dressing and behaving very modestly.  I admire them for this, and think that this is very considerate of them.  Not distracting men and causing car accidents, men to fall off of roofs, or fights.

I don’t want to reward women for being Hot.  I would like to discourage women from being Hot.  And I don’t want one.  I don’t want to deal with the problems of having a hot girlfriend.  Just when you start to get attached, they get taken away from you.

However, I have become more and more distracted by a woman in Dickinson who is about 30 years old, her name is Mary.  Before I ever saw her or met her, people would ask me if I had met her yet.  These people that asked me this, told me that I would like her.

I heard about her for six months before I ever saw her.  I did not expect to ever see her, because I was told that she had moved away.  Then one day, a young lady walked by me very quickly in about half a second, and I knew that had to be her.  In about half a second, I knew that everything that people had described about her, was true.

She has medium length black hair, she is thin, about 5′-8″, she has an athletically muscular build, and long legs.  She is funny, and funny acting.  She is quirky.  She dresses very interestingly.  From unusual shoes, vintage jeans, neat T-shirts, and funny behavior, she is very interesting, animated, and entertaining.  I like her.  She cheers me up.  I look forward to seeing her.

She has a fiancee, supposedly.  That doesn’t surprise me.  When no one was around, I told her that I liked her, I thought that she was pretty, and that I liked the way she dressed.  I was telling her this to get this off my chest, and to warn her that I liked her.  She acted nonchalant about this, but I could tell that she appreciated my compliment.

I tried to stay away from her mostly, especially because she has a fiancee.  Then, now that it is warm outside, she got a tan, and she walked up to me wearing tight jeans and a tight tank top that wouldn’t stay pulled down all the way, showing her stomach and lower back, and I could no longer stay away from her.  I followed after her, after thinking about it for about forty-five seconds, I had to, I couldn’t help it.

I had thought that she was funny, quirky, animated, entertaining, and pretty.  I had not fully noticed how big her breasts were, how small her waist was, and what nice hips and bottom she had, until she wore those tight jeans and tight tank top that wouldn’t go down all the way.  I suppose that she wanted me to see and wanted me to notice, that is why she came up to me.

I followed after her and caught up to her because this is something that I felt that I had to do.  I have been living in Dickinson, North Dakota for almost five years, and there is a shortage of women and a scarcity of attractive women.  Just once, or just one more time, I wanted to go and look at and see a “Hot” beautiful woman.  Myself, and any other person that saw her that day, would have agreed that she was probably the hottest girl in Dickinson.  I just hadn’t known it.  She let me know.  So now I know, that in addition to her being funny, entertaining, and pretty, besides that, she is the hottest girl in Dickinson.

As I explained in a previous blog post titled “Reasons Why I Can’t, Couldn’t, Wouldn’t Marry Codi, Kit, Kaycee, Marinna, or Kristi”, I don’t want to mess things up and ruin things for any of the women that I like.  I could not stand it, knowing that I messed up the life of some woman that I liked, after she trusted me, believed in me, was counting on me, and depending on me.  I don’t want to mess Mary’s life up, and that is the only thing that I see happening, but I can’t help liking her and wanting her.

Now that I have thought about it some more, the women on my list of attractive women in Dickinson, I like them, and I have a good opinion of them.  Some of them I look forward to seeing, I think about them, and I want them.  But I would just rather keep it that way, to like them, look forward to seeing them, to think about them, and to want them, rather than trying to seduce them and having some kind of disaster.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My Fantasy Harem In Dickinson, North Dakota

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sexual Harassment Allegations At Fox News

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Difference Between The Oil Field In Texas And North Dakota

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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