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Having To Take Fish Antibiotics Because There Is No Health Care In Dickinson, North Dakota

About two weeks ago I wrote a blog post article about how I became sick with the flu in Dickinson, North Dakota.  Later, I became more and more sick, and then my flu turned into pneumonia.

Pneumonia is an infection of the lungs that can be caused by a virus, bacteria, or chemicals.  If not treated, pneumonia can be fatal.

I have lived in Dickinson, North Dakota for about seven years now, and there is no health care in Dickinson, North Dakota.  In the past when I became sick in Dickinson, I looked in the phone book for general family practice or specialty practice physicians in Dickinson, and when I called I was told the next available appointment was several weeks out.

When I discovered a carcinoma, a quickly spreading type of skin cancer on my back about a year ago, I found that there are no dermatologists in Dickinson.  When I called dermatologist offices in the state capital of Bismarck, I was told the next available appointment was six months away.  I had to drive two states away to Idaho in order to see a dermatologist within a week.

When I have gone to the Sanford Health walk-in clinic in Dickinson, the medication that I was prescribed was extremely expensive and not effective at all.  The Sanford Health physicians in Dickinson are “locum tenens”, temporary short-term staff from out-of-state.  The comment was made to me about getting evaluated more thoroughly when I saw my “primary care physician”.  I was thinking, what the fuck, this is all the health care I have or am going to get, what the hell are you talking about “primary care physician”, this is Dickinson, this is all the health care I am going to get.

The Catholics in Dickinson managed to dupe everyone into having an enormous temple monument constructed under the pretense that it was going to be a hospital.  The St. Alexius Hospital in Dickinson is an empty shell.  Another part of this sham is that the Catholics use it as a job program for Catholics, hiring Catholics to fill positions that they are not qualified for, have no training in, have no experience in, or are not suited for.  Here, go and read the Google reviews for yourself using this link https://www.google.com/search?q=st.+alexius+hospital+in+dickinson+north+dakota&rlz=1C1AVFC_enUS746US746&oq=st.+&aqs=chrome.2.69i57j0j35i39l2j0j69i61l3.4393j0j7&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8#lrd=0x532622aa671dece1:0x121509f55e2f6d1d,1,,,

Now, when I become very, very sick, I have to decide whether I would rather die, or do I want to go to the St. Alexius Hospital in Dickinson and be mistreated, or go to Sanford Health and be given a prescription for Tang orange flavor instant breakfast drink.

Faced with death, as a last resort, I went to a farm & ranch store in Dickinson, and I bought some amoxicillin antibiotic for fish, “Fish Mox”, and I began taking it.

Dickinson is worse than a third-world country.  In South America, Central America, or Mexico, I could have gotten more help and better health care.

More About Why And How Car Dealerships Might Try To Steal From People In Dickinson, North Dakota

In my previous blog post, I wrote about how Dan Porter Motors’ service department in Dickinson, North Dakota tried to steal money from me by wanting to perform repairs on my vehicle that didn’t need to be done.

I was very angry and upset about what happened.  I had taken two other vehicles that I own to this dealership service department about six times over the past five years, and they never tried to do this to me before.

When I went to Dan Porter Motors on Tuesday, I did see many new people, and the service department seemed very different.  To be honest, before any work was done on my vehicle, I got the impression that this dealership service department had been downgraded.  I got the impression that there must have been a mass firing, a mass quitting, or many employees leaving Dickinson.

When the oil change was completed on my vehicle, the service-writer showed to me what the mechanic said needed to be done to my vehicle:  engine oil pan gasket was leaking oil, engine crank shaft seal was leaking oil, engine oil pressure sensor was leaking oil, transmission pan gasket was leaking transmission fluid, repairs needed totaling $1,137.

The problem was, that I check this vehicle frequently when it is running, and where it is parked in the same spot every day, it doesn’t leak anything, not one drop.  Why would Dan Porter Motors’ service department try to get me to have work performed, that does not need to be done?

I have read and heard from people who work in the automotive industry, that although car dealerships used to make most of their profit from car sales, now they make most of their profit from their service department.  I have also read and heard from the automotive industry, that dealership owners and general managers hold meetings where they tell everyone in the service department:  “When a customer brings a vehicle in for service, this is a good time to find additional work that could be performed.” and “We want to make money, and you want to make money, so you better find work that could be performed so you can keep your job.”

In Dickinson during the oil boom from 2007-2014, the local car dealership service departments were so busy that it was hard to get an appointment sooner than six weeks away.  The local car dealership service departments were so busy with a backlog of repair and maintenance work, that they didn’t need to go looking for additional work to perform.

This is probably why I never experienced a car dealership service department in Dickinson wanting to perform repairs that didn’t need to be done, they had more than enough repair and maintenance work already.

It’s possible that the mechanic who worked on my vehicle this past Tuesday, that he personally may have been over eager to try to make more money, and he wrote-up repairs that didn’t need to be done.  I think that it is more likely that the mechanic wasn’t acting alone, I think that the service-writer was in on this, and that both the mechanic and the service-writer were being pressured by this dealership to find work.

Beyond my belief that I can never trust Dan Porter Motors’ service department again to advise on repairs that actually need to be done soon, I wonder how far they were willing to go to find work?  Was the mechanic about ready to loosen the bolts on my engine oil pan and my transmission fluid pan, to be able to say, “Look at these leaks”?  Was the mechanic about ready to take a screw driver to puncture the engine crank shaft seal on my vehicle?  Did he do these things already to my vehicle?

Going forward, I don’t know exactly how to handle this.  I think that it is not safe to take my vehicle to Dan Porter Motors’ service department again.  But what if it was just a rogue mechanic, who did this on his own, and not part of the business plan of this dealership?  Complaining to the management of this dealership service department, may make it even more unsafe to ever let their mechanics work on my vehicle again.

Is this going to become something that all of the dealership service departments in Dickinson begin doing because business has slowed down?

It looks like my two best options are to take my vehicle to a different car manufacturer dealership service department in Dickinson, or drive to the actual manufacturer dealership service department in Bismarck 100 miles away to get work done.

Here is a short video showing underneath this vehicle while it is running.  I recorded this several times, with the vehicle running, not running, and coming back later after the vehicle had been running, and it all looks the same as this, no leaks at all:

Here is a second short video that I recorded earlier in the day, each video just shows the same thing, no leaks at all:

The Intentional And Deliberate Collapse Of Dickinson, North Dakota

I am not writing this blog post solely out of hate, though I do hate many of the people in Dickinson, and I want to see them get what is coming to them, for what they did to me, and to other people.  Even so, I still feel like warning people, especially the ordinary, plain people who are usually the last to know anything.

The people in Fargo, Bismarck, and Grand Forks, the wealthy people, the bankers, the people at the highest level of government in North Dakota, they want to collapse Dickinson, North Dakota for several different reasons.

Everyone outside of western North Dakota is aware of the repeated and continual frauds committed in the Dickinson area:  enormous government funding and donation funding to build the St. Alexius Hospital which is an empty shell and inadequate;  Dickinson State University not-for-profit Foundation receiving investor funding and donations to build Hawks Point Assisted Living and the Biesiot Activities Center, yet not paying and denying liability for construction loans from banks;  $1 million private donation to open the Strom Center For Entrepreneurship and all the money is gone with no accounting for it;  Dickinson State University awarding hundreds of college diplomas to foreign students who never completed the curriculum; Civil Service Commission never once in its history ever siding with a City of Dickinson employee;  methamphetamine addicts running loose and out-of-control in the City of Dickinson.

Everyone outside of western North Dakota is aware of what has been going on in Dickinson, and it has been decided, that one of the ways to handle it, is to make Dickinson as small and inconsequential as possible, to collapse Dickinson.

For instance, the Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library And Museum being constructed on the DSU campus was an idea that would have increased the enrollment at DSU, increased the importance of DSU, and brought many visitors and money to Dickinson.  The Governor of North Dakota, Doug Burgum, stepped in and used all of his influence and powers of persuasion with the board of directors of the Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library And Museum Foundation to not build in Dickinson.

Another example, the president of DSU, Thomas Mitzel, came up with the idea, that DSU could become a polytechnic campus, providing certificates and degrees for people working in industries in the Dickinson area.  This idea would have been a tremendous boost for DSU and Dickinson.  The oil and gas industries would have gladly provided financial support to DSU for training that prepared people for employment with them.  Students from around the country would have been attracted to DSU for its ability to place graduates in high paying jobs in the oil and gas industry.  Not only did the State of North Dakota not listen to president Thomas Mitzel’s ideas, it cut DSU’s funding in order to show president Mitzel that he needed to leave.

The truth is, that the State of North Dakota does not want DSU to grow and prosper, it wants DSU to go belly-up.  It wants DSU’s enrollment, reputation, and status to decline so much, that there is clear justification to close DSU.  You just watch and wait to see all the ways the State of North Dakota has planned to decrease funding, eliminate programs, discourage administrators and professors, hire ineffective leadership.

As I have written in previous blog posts, the Banks have implemented lending policies so that people can not buy homes in Dickinson.  This will cause homes not to sell, sellers defaulting on their mortgages, and home prices in Dickinson falling drastically.

The intention is, to diminish the size of Dickinson, to collapse Dickinson, to make Dickinson about the same size as Bowman, New England, Belfield, Beach, Killdeer, Richardton, Taylor, Dodge, or Halliday.

With Dickinson being just a small-town gas stop on the interstate, it will merit only minimal funding from the State, and only minimal political influence.  At the same time, whatever oil and gas production that is occurring in western North Dakota, this oil and gas revenue won’t be going to Dickinson with its small population, it can go to fund projects in the more civilized areas of Fargo, Bismarck, Jamestown, and Grand Forks.

So what does this mean to the ordinary, plain people living in Dickinson?  It means that Dickinson is going to get smaller, and smaller, and smaller, to where it eventually looks similar to New England, Bowman, or Belfield.

This is not just due to the oil boom going away, the entire rest of the state, the bankers, the highest level politicians in the State, the Governor, they don’t want State funding to go to this area, and they want the oil and gas revenue money from this area to go elsewhere, not here.

When Dickinson shrinks to a small size, the people in this area become poor, and the property here becomes very cheap, it is certain that the bankers and the wealthy people in the eastern side of the State will buy up the land and mineral rights, and promote drilling and fracking in this area, which is one of their long term plans.  To financially ruin this area, so that they can then plunder this area for its resources.

Dunham’s Sports Has The Wrong Idea About Dickinson, North Dakota

A year and a half ago I began seeing newspaper articles about a sporting goods store called “Dunham’s Sports” intending to open a store in the Prairie Hills Mall in Dickinson, North Dakota.

I didn’t think that this was a very good idea.  I had always had the impression that people in western North Dakota are not very interested in sports, recreation, or physical fitness.  I have lived in this area for about seven years, and I have noticed every day that the people in Dickinson are mostly overweight, they do not care about their appearance or health, most of the people drink and smoke, and many use illegal drugs.

The farmers in this area, they farm, work on farm equipment, work on their vehicles, work on hobby cars, motorcycles, and boats.  Throughout the day they smoke and use tobacco products.  Then they sit down, drink beer, and watch TV.

The workers in this area, the oil field workers and the construction workers, they try to work as many hours as possible per week in order to pay their bills and take care of their families.  They get up at 5:00 a.m. and get home at 7:00 p.m., they eat, and go to bed.  They don’t play sports.

The kids in this area, I have never seen such a lack of tree-fort builders, bicycle riders, ball throwers, ball kickers, and weapons makers.  The kids here mostly stay inside, because it is cold, because they are lazy, and because their parents tell them to.

So what I am saying, is that the people here, who are mostly farmers and blue collar workers, they don’t play sports.  The people here are not health and fitness conscious, they are overweight beer drinkers and smokers.  The kids here are not active, they mostly stay inside.

The Dunham’s Sports has been open in Dickinson for one year now.  I went there once when this store first opened, and though they had a large selection of many types of sporting goods, their prices were not appealing to me.  I was expecting discount prices for some reason, and I was disappointed.

Today I went to Dunham’s Sports for the second time.  They had a very large selection of kayaks, about forty different kayaks.  I bought two kayaks several years ago at Menards, on sale for about $150 each.  WalMart sells kayaks for a little more than this.  Tractor Supply and Shopko sold kayaks for a little more than WalMart.  The kayaks at Dunham’s Sports are nice, but they get into the $300 to $700 price range.

So another thing that I want to point out about Dunham’s Sports, is another way that they don’t understand people in Dickinson, people in Dickinson are cheap.  Myself, and most people in Dickinson, they are very cost conscious.  Even if they can easily afford $300 to $700 for a kayak, they won’t pay this much if they can get one at Menards, WalMart, or Tractor Supply for $200.

Altogether, I don’t know who did the market research on Dickinson for Dunham’s Sports, but somehow I think that they were led to believe that the people in Dickinson were “affluent”, “young”, “professionals”, …… “yuppies”, when Dickinson is the exact opposite of this.  The people in Dickinson are blue-collar trades people who are cheap, and not interested in sports, fitness, or health.

The Police In Dickinson Are Close To Committing The Crime Of Violating My Civil Rights

It is just about to the point where the Police in Dickinson, North Dakota could be criminally charged with violating my Civil Rights.  The penalty for this, is up to ten years in prison.  I will explain the law on this, and what the Police in Dickinson are doing to me.

Under U.S. Code Title 18, Chapter 13, Sections 241 and 242:

Section 241:  If two or more persons conspire to injure, oppress, threaten, or intimidate any person in any State, Territory, Commonwealth, Possession, or District in the free exercise or enjoyment of any right or privilege secured to him by the Constitution or laws of the United States, or because of his having so exercised the same;……

They shall be fined under this title or imprisoned not more than ten years, or both;

 

Section 242:  Whoever, under color of any law, statute, ordinance, regulation, or custom, willfully subjects any person in any State, Territory, Commonwealth, Possession, or District to the deprivation of any rights, privileges, or immunities secured or protected by the Constitution or laws of the United States, or to different punishments, pains, or penalties, on account of such person being an alien, or by reason of his color, or race, than are prescribed for the punishment of citizens, shall be fined under this title or imprisoned not more than one year, or both;

The above citations of the United States Code, are not my interpretation, they are exactly word for word what the law says.

Many U.S. court cases have decided, and established the law by precedent, that the U.S. Constitution guarantees the right of an individual to travel freely.  Here are some examples of U.S. court decisions regarding this:

“The right to travel is a part of the liberty of which the citizen cannot be deprived without due process of law under the Fifth Amendment.”
[Kent v. Dulles, 357 U.S. 116, 125 (1958)]

“The right to travel, to go from place to place as the means of transportation permit, is a natural right subject to the rights of others and to reasonable regulation under law. A restraint imposed by the Government of the United States upon this liberty, therefore, must conform with the provision of the Fifth Amendment that ‘No person shall be * * * deprived of * * * liberty * * * without due process of law’.”
[Schactman v. Dulles, 96 App DC 287, 225 F.2d 938, at 941]

In my case, the two or more persons who are conspiring to oppress, threaten, and intimidate me while I am exercising my Constitutionally protected right to travel freely, are Dickinson Police Chief Dusty Dassinger, and the Police Officers who keep stopping me.

I have explained in several recent blog posts, that in my thirty-four years of driving, I average about one stop by Law Enforcement every five years.  In a period of sixty days in Dickinson, I was stopped by Law Enforcement three times.

This past Sunday morning at 6:30 a.m., I was returning home on four-lane Villard Street in Dickinson.  Villard Street was almost completely vacant at this time on Sunday morning.  During the last mile of my drive on Villard Street, there were only two approaching vehicles.

I slowed down and put on my left turn-signal one city block from where I needed to make a left turn onto a side street.  I had plenty of time to make a left turn in front of the approaching vehicles on Villard Street, until one of the vehicles sped up quite a bit.  I had to then come to a complete stop on Villard Street, as the approaching vehicle caused me to be unable to make a left turn by its speeding up.

I waited for the quickly approaching vehicle to pass by so that I could make a left turn, but once I was forced to come to a complete stop and wait on this vehicle to pass by, this vehicle slowed down, it slowed down a lot.  I became frustrated as I waited on the approaching vehicle as it slowed down more and more.  I almost went ahead and made a left turn in front of it, it was going so slow.

I could then see that this was a Dickinson Police vehicle.  I had seen this vehicle far to the east on Villard Street, and to the west end of Villard Street was another three miles.  Why, why, on a Sunday morning did this Police vehicle need to turn onto the same exact side street that I was trying to turn onto?

What this Police Officer was trying to do, was instigate a conflict and cause some kind of driving violation that he could charge me with.  Initially, I had plenty of time to make a left turn, until this Police Officer sped up quite a bit, in order to be able to cite me for turning dangerously close in front of him.  Then once I came to a complete stop and waited, this Police Officer slowed way down in order to try to get me to turn in front of him again.  The truth is, this Police Officer didn’t need to turn onto the same side street as me, he was just trying to cause an altercation.

Mentally Ill Drug Addict Woman Tries Assault Fraud In Dickinson, North Dakota

What I saw happen yesterday, Sunday, in Dickinson, North Dakota was very upsetting and troubling to me.  I hope that people in Dickinson will share this, remember this, and discuss this with Law Enforcement in Dickinson to make them aware.

On Sunday, October 20, at 4:00 p.m, I went to the M&H gas station on Villard Street in Dickinson to buy gasoline and a twelve-pack of Coke.  While I was filling my vehicle with gas, I noticed two other male customers who were also putting gasoline in their vehicles.  I went inside and I bought a twelve-pack of Coke, then I went back out to my vehicle at the gas pumps.

As I was getting into my vehicle to leave, I saw a very new, white color, four-door, four-wheel-drive Dodge 1500 pickup truck pull into the parking lot at the west side of the M&H gas station building.  A skinny woman, about 30 years of age, quickly got out of the passenger side of this Dodge truck, acting angry, slamming the truck door very hard, stomping away, then she began screaming frantically for help.

No one was following after her, and no one was doing anything to her.  The driver of the Dodge truck, he just sat in the truck.  The woman continued to scream and yell, and yell for someone to call the Police.  She then threw her phone down onto the concrete parking lot.  At one point, she dropped down onto the sidewalk beside the M&H building, to try to act like she was hurt and injured.

The driver of the Dodge truck then got out of his truck, and he began to try to dial on his phone.  I assumed that he was calling the Police himself.  The woman then ran over to the male driver of the Dodge truck, who was dialing his phone, and she began trying to hit him.  He held onto each of her wrists as she tried to hit him.  She quit hitting him, and she then walked about ten feet away.  No one was harming her, or preventing her from leaving.

On her own, with no one touching her or doing anything to her, she stomped quickly back over to the Dodge truck, and she got back into the passenger side of the Dodge truck.  She was not hurt or injured.  She began flailing around on the inside of the truck, like she was trying to cause damage and break things.

The driver of the Dodge truck got back in, and he began backing out of the parking lot.  The woman opened the truck door all the way, and she began yelling for someone to call the Police.  No one was preventing her from getting out of the Dodge truck.

The male customer closest to me at the gas pumps, he had stopped what he was doing to see if this woman was in trouble, and he appeared to want to help, but he didn’t know what to do.  I said to him that no one is doing anything to her, she is acting like she is out of her mind on drugs.  The male customer replied, “Obviously”.

I was going to call the Police, because the way that she was acting, someone was going to get hurt or get falsely accused of assaulting this woman.  I drove in the same direction as this white Dodge truck, to be able to tell the Police dispatcher where this truck was, and what direction it was heading.  The woman got out of this Dodge truck right at the next corner, right at Main Street, and the Dodge truck drove away.

The woman began screaming bloody murder, like she had just been kidnapped and raped, first dropping down onto the sidewalk like she was injured and hurt, but then jumping up and running out into Main Street to try to stop passing cars, yelling for help, like it was a matter of life and death.  A man wearing a backpack who happened to be passing by on Main Street on the other side of the street from her, he ran over to help her.

The woman then dropped back down onto the sidewalk like she was injured and hurt.  A few times it looked like she was trying to get back up and run out into traffic again, as I came to the stop sign at Main Street and I made a right turn.  I had dialed the Police dispatcher, and the dispatcher “Miranda” said that she had just received other calls about this woman, she asked me to please hold.  I explained to the Police dispatcher Miranda what I had seen, and I gave her my name and phone number.

Within a few minutes, just as the Police were arriving, the passerby on Main Street who had run across the street to help this woman, he looked like he was trying to get away from her.  It appeared that he had had enough of trying to help her, realizing that she was out of her mind, that she was probably on drugs, that she was not injured, and that no one was trying to come after her.

While I was parked on the side of Main Street, waiting on hold, then talking to the Police dispatcher Miranda, looking in my rear-view and side-view mirrors, this woman was continuing to try to get up, and yelling hysterically at passing cars.

This woman was out of her mind.  There was nothing physically wrong with her when she got out of the Dodge truck at the M&H gas station, slammed the truck door, and angrily stomped across the parking lot.  She dropped down on the sidewalk to pretend like she was hurt, but jumped right back up and quickly stomped back over to the truck, and got in.  No one was preventing her from walking away.

I realized that if this woman had even just grabbed hold of my vehicle door handle, or any man’s vehicle door handle, passersby and the Police would have jumped to the conclusion that the vehicle driver must have just assaulted, harmed, raped, or drugged this woman, and were now trying to get away.  Or, that they had hit her with their vehicle.

Even worse, if this woman would have run and jumped in the back seat or passenger seat of my vehicle, or any man’s vehicle, like what she appeared to be trying to do with passing vehicles on Main Street, the Police never ever would have believed the vehicle driver saying, “I have never seen this woman before, I don’t know who she is, she just ran and jumped in my vehicle.”  The Police would be handcuffing the driver, and taking the driver to jail for assault, kidnapping, sexual assault, and rape.

Because this woman was behaving so hysterically like someone had just kidnapped her, assaulted her, and raped her, yelling for help, yelling for people to call the Police like her life was in immediate danger, upon witnessing this, everyone passing by appeared to believe that something like this must have just happened.

These hysterics were all just an act, dupe, con, and fraud.  She could have caused an innocent man to be arrested, charged, and jailed for a serious crime with this act that she was putting on.  The Police in Dickinson couldn’t tell and would not have known that she was making the whole thing up.

Women in Dickinson probably think that this is funny, and something that they can try too.  The next time that I happen upon a woman screaming for help, I am going to press my vehicle door lock button, and drive away as quickly as possible, because apparently women think that it is a good idea to make false accusations of assault, sexual assault, and rape.

Update:

I waited for the Dickinson Press newspaper to publish its most recent “Police Blotter” or “Crime & Courts” article, in order to try to find out who this woman was on Sunday, October 20.  On October 23, the Dickinson Press newspaper article “Stark County District Court Oct. 21 & 22” had this record:

“Jessica Michelle Smith, 33, of Dickinson, initial appearance: violation of order prohibiting contact (misdemeanor); bond hearing: contact by bodily fluids or excrement (felony); bond hearing: simple assault domestic violence, preventing arrest, unlawful possession drug paraphernalia (misdemeanors)”

The above record kind of matched the incident and the behavior that I witnessed on Sunday, it involved a 33 year old woman, simple assault domestic violence, preventing arrest, possession of drug paraphernalia, and violation of a no contact order.  I went to the North Dakota Court Repository website to look at the actual date of arrest for this incident, and the charge of violating a no contact order did occur on Sunday, October 20.

I tried to find a photo of Jessica Michelle Smith on the internet, but I could not, so I can’t say that she is the person that I saw on Sunday.  I am still trying to find out if this was her.

Near Accident Almost Costing Me My License And My Job

For the first two weeks of October, I griped and complained about getting stopped by the Police in Dickinson and almost getting 9 points on my driver’s license at one time:  3 points for failure to come to a complete stop at a stop sign, and 6 points for not being able to find my proof of liability insurance.  I ended up with just 3 points on my driver’s license for the time being.  When you get over 11 points, you automatically lose your driver’s license.

The job site where I have been working for the past two years is about a one hour drive from Dickinson, it’s not like I can walk or ride my bicycle there if I lose my driver’s license.  It’s out in the middle of nowhere, a rural area with large farms, not a place where you can rent something close by if you can’t drive there.  Besides that, the owner of the company that I work for stated last week that if any employee gets a suspended driver’s license, they can’t work there.

So I am trying to be very careful driving.  On top of everything else, I hit a deer on the way home from work two months ago.  This was the first time in my life that I ever actually hit a deer.  One of my coworkers hit a deer two years ago on the way to this job site and it did $20,000 damage to his new truck.  Another coworker hit a deer on the way home about eight months ago and it totaled his Dodge Caravan, then two weeks later while driving his mother’s car to work he hit another deer and it totaled his mother’s Chrysler 200.

I don’t want to hit another deer, and I don’t want to get stopped by Law Enforcement again, so I drive very slow to and from work.  When vehicles start getting close behind me, I pull off the road at the nearest approach and let them pass me.  About three times per week on the way home, I pull off the road to let one of my coworkers pass me.

This past week, there was a very severe early snow storm that lasted for several days.  Several times, the interstate that passes through this area was closed due to the number of vehicles sliding off the road.  On the way to work on the two-lane highway, I did see a couple of snow related accidents, one where a four-wheel-drive Dodge 1500 pickup truck slid into the back of a dump-truck snow plow.

Last week, getting ready to drive home from work in the dark after working a twelve hour shift, I stopped at the job site exit to let the coworker who usually passes me on the way home, I let him go ahead of me.  He drives a front-wheel-drive Honda Civic, which handles very good on snow and ice, probably even better than a four-wheel-drive truck.

My coworker got out onto the two-lane highway where the speed limit is 65 mph, and he drove 45-50 mph, which was what I was planning to do.  The highway was very icy, probably about the worst I had ever seen.  I stayed about 300 feet behind my coworker.  Every time he came to a very bad ice spot, I could see his brake lights come on, he was slowing down, but he shouldn’t have been using his brakes so much, I thought, just let off the gas pedal.

After about eight miles, I didn’t see my coworker’s tail lights in front of me.  Driving another 100 feet, I then saw that my coworker’s Honda Civic was sideways across both lanes of the highway.  At first I thought that he was trying to turn around, but then I realized that he had hit a bad ice spot and spun out.  Now only about 200 feet from him, I gently put on my brakes, but all wheels locked up, and I began sliding towards him, not slowing down at all, going about 35 mph.  Colliding with him was inevitable.

The vehicle that I was driving, is my most favorite vehicle of any one that I have ever owned.  I try not to drive it too much in order to not put many miles on it, and keep it safe.  I don’t think that I will ever be able to replace this vehicle.  But here I was, sliding towards my coworker going about 35 mph.  He was sitting there appearing to be in shock, and I am about to smash up my most prized possession.

The vehicle that I was driving is all-time-four-wheel drive, it’s always in four-wheel drive, so when I was about 100 feet from my coworker, sliding sideways just like he had slid sideways, not slowing down at all, I let off the brake and I gave it about 15% throttle.  The wheels caught just barely enough to pull me towards the high side of the highway.

I slid past my co-worker still going about 35 mph, but now with the tail end of my vehicle headed for the snow embankment on the high side of the highway.  When the rear end of my vehicle hit the snow embankment, it would be just like the rear tires hitting a curb, causing my vehicle to flip over.  All I could do was wait for impact.  When I hit the snow bank, I didn’t hit solid enough to flip over.

I drove my vehicle out of the snow bank, and I parked on the edge of the highway.  I spoke to my coworker briefly, and he said that he wanted me to go ahead of him for the rest of the way home.  I drove about 45-50 mph the rest of the way home with my hazard-flasher lights on.  This was the worst and most icy road that I had ever seen in my seventeen years of driving in snow.

This time, I gradually put about two miles distance between me and the vehicles behind me.  It was more than a one hour drive home this time, only going 45-50 mph, but not even the idiots could go any faster and catch up to me.  My coworker called me just as I was entering Dickinson to see if I had made it, I was out of sight from him.  I told him to stop at Hardees restaurant when he got into Dickinson.

When my coworker arrived at Hardees, I said to him that if I had hit him, that I would probably have been cited for the accident.  I asked him if he knew that we would have had to report this accident, if you don’t report an accident in North Dakota, it’s six points on your driver’s license.  Judging from my coworker’s response, he didn’t know that you had to report the accident, he would not have wanted to report the accident, at first.

I was kind of angry, not so much at my coworker, but at the whole situation.  I was driving slow, I let my coworker go ahead of me, I was staying 300 feet behind him, plenty far enough I thought to be able to stop in time.  The ice that he spun out on, in a front-wheel-drive car, was the ice that I had to try to stop on, and I couldn’t do it, I couldn’t even steer away from him, let alone stop.

I would have been cited for the accident, 3 more points on my driver’s license.  My coworker who acted like he would not have wanted to report this accident, because he didn’t know that he had to, would probably have changed his mind once he talked to his insurance company.  Another 6 points for me for not reporting the accident, plus the 3 points for being cited for the accident, plus the 3 points that I got at the beginning of the month, means a suspended driver’s license for me.

I am so uncomfortable, uneasy, and unsettled living in North Dakota.  So many bad things are always happening, even though all I am trying to do is just go to work, go to the grocery store, and just pay my bills.  Living here really is like being in prison, nothing good ever happens, only bad things happen here.

Update:

I talked to a Highway Patrol Officer for about five to ten minutes, describing what had happened, and asking him questions.  He told me that the Highway Patrol does not always make a determination of who was at fault in an accident, nor do they always give someone a citation for an accident, as in a weather/road condition/stalled vehicle related accident.

The Highway Patrol Officer also informed me, that up until August of 2019 it was mandatory to report a vehicle accident where there was more than $1,000 damage.  After August of 2019, the vehicle accident reporting law was updated, where it became mandatory to report a vehicle accident where there was more than $4,000 damage.

Lastly, the Highway Patrol Officer indicated that if all parties involved in a vehicle accident choose to exchange identification and insurance information, and forego reporting an accident where no one was injured and there was not that much damage, the Highway Patrol is not interested in trying to give anyone a citation for not reporting the accident.