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The Drug House In Dickinson, North Dakota

Each of my previous four blog posts have been primarily about the attempted theft and successful theft of my property in downtown Dickinson, North Dakota where I live.  I would like to get off of this subject, but I can’t, because this shit keeps on happening, faster than I can even write about it.

Beginning on May 27, 2019 when I found my white color Mongoose Mountain Bicycle hanging from its bicycle cable-lock off the back of my truck parked where I live, my neighbors in the apartment building where I live, and my neighbors living in the houses in this area, they all told me that they believed that it was the people in the “Drug House” at the end of the street that were responsible for all of the crime in our neighborhood.

It was pointed out to me again and again by my neighbors, that the Dickinson Police are at the “Drug House” nearly every day.  If you watch what goes on down there, the Police are at this house looking for suspects, looking for stolen property, serving arrest warrants and arresting people, serving search warrants and arresting people for possession of illegal drugs and stolen property, serving eviction notices, evicting people, and responding to disputes.

Having observed all of the Police activity at the “Drug House” that goes on daily, people in our neighborhood have taken note of the individuals that come and go from the Drug House all day long by vehicle, by bicycle, and on foot, and the people who sit or loiter outside of the Drug House.

Everyone in our neighborhood is suspicious and concerned when they see the residents and visitors of the Drug House parked in their vehicle, bicycling, or walking in the neighborhood, because they are worried that they are planning on stealing something or breaking into a vehicle or home.  The parking, bicycling, and walking often appear to have no other purpose than spotting and planning things to steal.

Besides the successful theft of my white color Mongoose Mountain Bicycle, and the cutting through of the bicycle cable-lock on my red color Mongoose Mountain Bicycle, some of my neighbors have had a luggage rack stolen, a trailer hitch stolen, an expensive bicycle stolen, a baby stroller stolen, a car broken into, a house broken into, and most recently this past week a Honda Civic stolen.

Myself and all of my neighbors would like for this Drug House to be gone.  Burning it down, bulldozing it down, getting a community grant to buy it and destroy it, or having the Building Inspector or Fire Marshall declare it uninhabitable are options that have been considered.

I talked to the property manager of the apartment building where I live about the thefts that I have had, which appear to be caused by people walking up the street from the Drug House.  He looked up the owner of the Drug House, put the office phone on speaker, and called the owner of the Drug House while I was sitting there.  When the phone picked up, he said, “Hey John, I think that you have got a drug problem going on at the house that you own.”  John said without hesitation, “Oh I know that I do.”

John, the owner of the Drug House, was an elderly man in his late 60s or 70s.  He sounded tired and nearly worn out, almost exasperated.  He explained that he had three evictions currently going on at this house, and that none of these people would leave.  It appeared that it was never the elderly owner John’s intention to have rented to drug addicts and criminals.

Apparently, this Drug House was subdivided into small rental units, which are not very appealing, and they are very low rent, as low as $250 per month.  People with a criminal record, drug addiction, no high school diploma, no job skills, who can’t get a job or can’t keep a job, with very little income, they rent a unit in the Drug House because this is one of the cheapest places in Dickinson.

After the theft of my white color Mongoose Mountain Bicycle on June 6, I drove around Dickinson looking for this bicycle.  I stopped and talked to my neighbors, and I showed them photos of this stolen bicycle.  And, I stopped at the Drug House several times to show the tenants and loiterers photos of my stolen bicycle.

The female residents of the Drug House were very receptive in hearing about my stolen bicycle and looking at photos.  They would say how that was bad, they were sorry, and that they would keep an eye out for it.  The male residents of the Drug House would say get the fuck out of here with that shit, we didn’t steal your bicycle.

On the night of June 25, when every Dickinson Patrol Officer on duty at the time had to respond to a dispute involving residents of the Drug House, after this things changed for a couple of weeks.  The Police had to chase, taser, arrest, and take to jail an individual who was combative with them and non-compliant.  Removing this individual from the Drug House seemed to help quiet things down for a while.

Several residents of the Drug House, and several visitors to the Drug House were detained and questioned by the Police.  The visitors to the Drug House did not like being detained, identified, and questioned, and they quit going to the Drug House.  The women residents of the Drug House didn’t like this either and they were upset about it.

In the days following this incident, when the women residents of the Drug House were still upset about this, I talked to them about everything that had been going on recently.  Some of the residents of the Drug House were not renters, they were people who had no place to go, and they would not leave, this was the case for the person who got tased and arrested, his name was Steven.

Everything was quiet until the Honda Civic got stolen on Sunday morning July 14.  Possibly or probably the worst thing to come from all of this, was that I started talking to the drug addict women, which I will explain in my next blog post.

June 15, 2019 Attempted Bicycle Theft In Downtown Dickinson, North Dakota

My previous three blog posts have been about the successful theft and attempted theft of my property in downtown Dickinson, North Dakota on May 27, June 6, June 15, and June 25 of 2019.

In this blog post, I just want to explain and show the surveillance video from June 15 at 2:31 a.m. where an adult male walks up to my red color Mongoose Mountain Bicycle parked in the bicycle rack where I live.  The 3/8″ steel bicycle cable-lock was found cut through on the morning of June 15, that is why I looked at the surveillance video from the previous night.

If you read my previous blog post, it describes the theft of my white color Mongoose Mountain Bicycle from the back of my vehicle parked where I live on June 6, where two adults cut through the 3/8″ steel bicycle cable-lock with a Dremel type tool.  The white color Mongoose Mountain Bicycle I cared about, the red color Mongoose Mountain Bicycle I bought at a City of Dickinson Municipal Surplus Auction two years ago for about $30.

The Police Officer who came to talk to me after I reported this attempted theft on June 15, was Officer Bates.  I later gave a copy of three surveillance videos showing the June 6 and June 15 incidents to Dickinson Police Officer Kinto, Officer Bates, and Sergeant Moser.

In this video, at the 02:31:00 time stamp, you will see an individual walk from the right side to the left side of the video screen.  If you look closely at the white Chrysler 300, you will see this individual turn to walk in front of this car, to get to the bicycle rack, and then crouch down.  Before viewing this surveillance video, click on the settings icon to select the highest video resolution 480p, and also expand this video to watch it on full-screen.

Why this individual didn’t take this red color Mongoose Mountain Bicycle at this time, I don’t know.  Maybe because the tires did not have enough air in them to ride it.  Maybe he got scared away by a barking dog at the house next door.

When I discussed the May 27, June 6, June 15, and June 25 theft or attempted thefts of my property in downtown Dickinson with neighbors in my apartment building, other people living in this neighborhood, and Dickinson Police Officers, everyone believed that the thieves were coming from the “Drug House” down the street.  When an arrest was made of an individual who had been photographing the property in my truck on June 25, following a 911 call about a dispute involving several people, this individual and several other persons involved were residents of the “Drug House”.

It is not that the Dickinson Police Patrol Officers do not care about crime in this neighborhood, they have to go to this “Drug House” on average about once per day.  There are drug investigations at this “Drug House” at least once per month, probably more often than that.  The suspects are taken to jail, and within a few days they are out of jail, right back to the “Drug House”.

June 6, 2019 Bicycle Theft Video Dickinson, North Dakota

My previous two blog posts described the attempted theft and successful theft of my property in downtown Dickinson, North Dakota on May 27, June 6, June 15, and June 25 of 2019.

In this blog post, I just want to focus on the successful theft of my white color Mongoose Mountain Bicycle from my vehicle that occurred on June 6, 2019, and show the surveillance video of this theft.

There was an attempted theft of this white color Mongoose Mountain Bicycle on May 27, where this bicycle was left hanging from the back of my vehicle by its bicycle cable-lock.  Dickinson Police Officer Langler who responded to my reporting this attempted theft to the Dickinson Police Dispatch, he suggested that I buy a trail camera or a security camera, so I bought a security camera and installed it that same day.

On June 6, 2019 at approximately 2:19:00 a.m., the security camera recorded two adults riding up to my vehicle on black BMX bicycles.  On this video, look at the white truck parked on the far side of the street.  At approximately 2:21:00 a.m., the security video shows one of the thieves riding away on my white color Mongoose Mountain Bicycle, while he holds onto the handle bars of the small black BMX bicycle that he rode up on.

When watching this video, click on the settings icon to select the highest video resolution which will probably be 480p, then click on the full screen view icon.  Look at the surveillance video time stamp, and start viewing at 02:19:00 a.m.

I want to explain several things that I have not already covered in my previous two blog posts.  This white color Mongoose Mountain Bicycle, I bought it for $225 in Uvalde, Texas while I was working in the oil field of southwest Texas, near Carrizo Springs in 2012.  On the weekends I rode this bicycle through the sparsely populated, rural areas along the Nueces River.  I kept this bicycle in very good condition for the past seven years, it has more sentimental value and memories associated with it, than cash value.

You have got to realize, that two grown adults made one attempt to steal this bicycle on May 27, then they made plans to come back with a Dremel tool on June 6 at 2:20 a.m. in the morning, to crouch down and take two minutes to cut through a 3/8″ steel bicycle cable-lock out on the street, and then ride down the street holding onto another bicycle, to obtain something that they could sell for only $80 to $100.  Do any grown adults do anything as stupid as this, to split $80 to $100 between them, and risk going to jail, if they are not Methamphetamine addicts?

I was upset at having this bicycle stolen, because it means something to me, not because it is worth a lot of money.  But more importantly, if two adults are going to come out at night in my neighborhood with a Dremel tool, looking to steal things worth as little as $80, is anything inside or outside my vehicle, or anyone else’s vehicle safe?

It was pointed out to me by several different Dickinson Police Officers, neighbors living in my apartment building, and neighbors living in homes in this neighborhood, that there is a “Drug House” down the street from me.  On average, the Dickinson Police have to go to this “Drug House” about once a day.

Neighbors pointed out to me the vehicles that have been broken into, the other property that has been stolen like bicycles, luggage racks, trailer hitches, and a baby stroller, and following tracks in the snow back to the “Drug House” down the street.  Some of this was explained in my previous blog post.

Something else that needs to be realized, is that these stolen items like an $80 bicycle or an $80 luggage rack, it is unlikely that someone would drive one or two of these items at a time immediately to Bismarck or Rapid City to try to sell them, because it wouldn’t be worth the trip time-wise or the cost of fuel.  There has got to be some shed or garage in downtown Dickinson, that is full of stolen bicycles, car luggage racks, trailer hitches and everything else that has been stolen downtown in the past month or two.

Lastly, besides evidence that seems to point to the people in the “Drug House” down the street being involved in the attempted theft and successful theft of my property downtown where I live, in the original HD high resolution video where I can zoom-in, the person riding away on my Mongoose Mountain Bicycle reminded me of someone who works at a business in downtown Dickinson.

The person who was riding away on my Mongoose Bicycle, who reminded me of a person who works at a business downtown, I looked him up on the internet to learn his last name, let’s say that his last name is “Harter”, an unusual name that I have never really come across anyone having this last name before.  (“Harter” is not his actual last name, I don’t want to ruin the Police investigation, however I want people to be able to figure this out.)

When I went to the Dickinson Police Station on June 26 following the arrest of the person from the “Drug House” who was using his phone to photograph the property in my truck downtown where I live, there was another individual from the “Drug House” at the Police Station, and just then the “Harter” guy who looks like the person who stole my bicycle shows up at the Police Station too.

Then, I find out that the “Drug House” resident who is always walking up and down the streets during the day spotting things to steal when it gets dark, her last name is “Harter”.

Also, for about eight years of my life as a kid and as a teenager, I rode my bicycle for an average of about four hours every day.  It is very hard to ride a bicycle, and hold onto a second bicycle by the handle bars, pulling it along with you, because the second bicycle always wants to steer into you or away from you, it is very hard to do.  It is hard to ride down from a curb on a bicycle with only one hand on the handle bars, even much more so while holding onto a second bicycle.  There are only a few people in Dickinson who have this much experience riding bicycles, to ride away holding a second BMX bicycle by the handle bars, and drop down from a curb one-handed, like shown in the surveillance video.

Why I Haven’t Written About Dickinson, North Dakota For A Month

I have not written about Dickinson, North Dakota for a month.  This is the longest that I have gone in the past five years without writing anything.  This has been one of the worst months of my life.  Most of my problems involved being sick, my Siamese cat, going back to Idaho to work on my house, and thefts where I live in downtown Dickinson.

Everything that went wrong for me, was not nearly as important or consequential as the thefts of my property in downtown Dickinson, North Dakota.  The last blog post that I wrote on May 27 titled “Early Morning Thefts In Downtown Dickinson, North Dakota”, turned out to be just the beginning.

On the morning of May 27, I found my white color Mongoose mountain bicycle hanging from it’s bicycle cable lock, with the front wheel undone, hanging off the back of my truck.  I took Dickinson Police Officer Langler’s advice when he came to take a report, to purchase a security camera.

On the morning of June 6, I found that my white color Mongoose mountain bicycle was gone.  The surveillance video showed two adults ride up on black BMX bicylces, cut through the bicycle cable lock, and ride off on my bicycle at 2:21 a.m.  Dickinson Police Officer Kinto took a report on this theft.

On the morning of June 15, a neighbor found the bicycle cable lock cut through on my older red color Mongoose mountain bicycle parked in the bicycle rack.  The surveillance video showed an adult walk up to this bicycle and crouch down beside it at 2:31 a.m.  Dickinson Police Officer Bates took a report on this attempted theft where the bicycle cable lock was cut through.

On the evening of June 25 at 7:20 p.m., my neighbors observed an adult male taking pictures of what was in the back of my truck using his phone, apparently the set of four truck tires.  The Dickinson Police were not very helpful at first when I was trying to explain this to them, they were especially not helpful when they later tasered this individual 100 feet from my truck when he was being combative and non-compliant with them, in regards to a dispute.

I tried to explain about the attempted theft and successful theft of my property on May 27, June 6, June 15, and at 7:20 p.m. this evening by this individual now in their custody in the back of their patrol vehicle to several Dickinson Police Officers standing there, but they didn’t want to hear about it, except for Officer Langler, who unfortunately had to leave on another call.  I couldn’t believe it, I thought that I would have a very difficult time catching this person, and now that the Police had him in custody in their patrol vehicle, they didn’t want to hear about it.

The following morning, June 26, I was able to give a written statement and three surveillance videos to Dickinson Police Sergeant Moser who was in charge of the day shift, in the hope that the Dickinson Police Department could use all of this information with the dates, times, and videos to make some progress in theft investigations in Dickinson.

Dickinson Police Officers Langler, Kinto, Bates, and Moser were professional and they appeared to have a genuine interest in stopping the thefts in downtown Dickinson.  But something is wrong beyond these specific instances of theft and attempted theft where I live in downtown Dickinson, something is wrong with the Mayor Scott Decker, the Police Chief Dusty Dassinger, the Judges, the City of Dickinson Commissioners, the long-time local residents, and the out of state workers in Dickinson.

I have lived in small towns, college towns, oil field towns, medium-sized towns, and big cities like Tampa, Phoenix, and Fort Worth.  Dickinson has by far the worst theft and drug crime, and it only has a population of 25,000 people.

What I believe is the deliberate under-reporting of crime in Dickinson, is doing way more harm than good.  If crime is really bad and out of control, let the people know, let the Mayor know, let the City Commissioners know, so that additional officers or detectives can be hired, or even ask for assistance from the State Police.

There seems to be some kind of unwritten understanding between Police Chief Dusty Dassinger, the Judges, and the thieves and drug addicts in Dickinson, that the theft of property is not that bad, drug activity is not that bad, as long as you don’t do anything violent, you’re O.K.

The behind the scenes attitude of Mayor Scott Decker, Police Chief Dusty Dassinger, the City of Dickinson Commissioners, and the Judges, that the city is just going to have to live with theft and drug crime, there isn’t much that you can do about it, let’s try to minimize the reporting of crime in Dickinson, we aren’t going to hire more Police Officers, let’s just try to make it through these post oil boom years, and all of this will die off, ……..this attitude of allowing it, permitting it, and ignoring it is making Dickinson have the worst crime of anywhere I have ever lived in my life.

Early Morning Thefts In Downtown Dickinson, North Dakota

I spent a good part of Friday, Saturday, and Sunday during daylight hours, working on vehicles, getting things done, making progress.  Each night I looked on the internet for parts, vehicle problems that were similar to what I had, and repairs that other people had done.

This morning, Memorial Day, when I went outside my apartment building to go to my truck, I saw that someone had tried to steal my mountain bike from the bed of my truck.  I had a cable lock going through the bicycle frame and front wheel, because the front wheel has a quick-release lever.  The front wheel was removed and hanging there, and the bike was pulled out and hanging there.

This really made me angry, for a whole bunch of reasons.  I keep a lot of tools and equipment in my vehicles.  I use these tools and equipment regularly, and they need to stay in my vehicle.  Things like a battery jump start box, battery charger, digital multi-meter, compressed air tank, socket set, cordless tool set, dremel tools, other tools, spare tires, shop jack, and so forth.  This truck got stolen in Dickinson in 2016, and $2,000 worth of tools and equipment were removed from it.

When this truck got stolen in Dickinson in 2016, the tools and equipment that were taken from it, plus the four new tires that were taken off of it, plus the time and money that I spent driving around from Richardton to New England to Belfield looking for my truck and handing out flyers, this all cost me a loss of about $3,000.

The person who stole my truck and later abandoned it, he is a long-time, well-known car thief in the Dickinson area, and a drug addict.  He spends most of his time in jail and in prison.  Getting arrested, being placed in jail, and going to prison are not a deterrent to him, nor will he ever, ever be able to pay any restitution for what he stole.

So now, I have a cable lock going through my truck steering wheel, a cable lock going through my spare tires, and a cable lock going through my mountain bike.  I have to double check that my tool box is locked, and I have to double check that anything of value is locked inside of a locked chest, which is cable locked to the seat frame.

But all of this locking everything up, all of this worry about locking up everything that I own, trying to keep the tools and equipment that I use and need, it’s like a losing battle here in Dickinson.  Living in Dickinson, it’s always, always one step forward, and two steps back.

Low-life, scum-of-the-earth thieves still roam the streets of downtown Dickinson at night trying to steal things out of people’s vehicles.  They aren’t afraid of the Police, they aren’t afraid of going to jail, and they aren’t afraid of going to prison.  The Police, the Judges, the jail, and prison aren’t bad enough or severe enough for them to be afraid, these things aren’t a deterrent to them.

I have to be careful about what I say, but I would like to kill the next person that I catch trying to steal something from me or vandalize something that I own.  I know that I would probably get caught, that I would go to prison for years, maybe life, maybe get the death penalty.  The thieves in Dickinson have no fear of getting caught, they will keep on stealing because their punishment is never severe enough, so I would just like to kill them right on the spot.

I called the Dickinson Police this morning, and an officer came and he looked at what I had going on.  The Police Officer suggested to me that I get a trail camera.  I went to Menards and I bought a high-definition security camera system for $190.  I mounted the outdoor weatherproof high-definition security camera on my apartment balcony, aimed at where I park my vehicles.

The power and video cable from the outdoor camera go to a DVR inside my apartment that has a 1 terabyte hard drive.  The default operation of the outdoor camera and DVR is to record video whenever motion is detected.  However, I changed the settings so that the outdoor camera video is recorded continuously.  There is enough memory for the camera video to be recorded continuously for eighty hours before the DVR automatically begins overwriting the older video.

Now, I sit here in my living room glancing at my television screen, which shows what is going on in the apartment building parking lot and out on the street.  This afternoon, I went over to one of my neighbor’s house to tell him what had happened, and he and his wife told me that a luggage carrier had been stolen off of a truck one block away earlier this week.

The second neighbor that I spoke to this afternoon, he told me what else had been stolen this past week in this neighborhood.  The third neighbor that I spoke to, he showed me the Nissan car that had been broken into last week.  The first two neighbors that I spoke to this afternoon, they had an idea where the thieves are coming from, and this area is where I thought they were coming from too.

There is a very wretched and distressed apartment building, and several very distressed houses that have been subdivided into little cubby holes for the drug addicts to live in, that pretty much guarantee that we will always have crime in this neighborhood downtown.  The drug addicts come out after midnight and wander around the neighborhood looking for things to steal.

Though these drug addicts wandering the streets at night in Dickinson attract the attention of the Police, what are the Police going to do besides asking them a few questions about what they are doing and where they are going?  The way that Dickinson is now, probably 25% of the people living downtown have had a drug conviction in the past.  With all these drug addicts walking the streets after midnight, each claiming that they are going somewhere, what are the Police going to do?

The Truth About What Is Going To Happen To Dickinson, North Dakota

It is tiring, frustrating, and upsetting to me, to continue to see people in Dickinson refusing to recognize and acknowledge what is going to happen to Dickinson, North Dakota.  I don’t want to see anyone being taken advantage of, and that is the way that I look at what people are attempting to do in Dickinson, to deceive others for financial gain.

Why can’t everyone just accept and admit, that Dickinson already experienced an oil boom in the 1950s and the late 1970s, and that after each of these oil booms Dickinson experienced a contraction in the economy, many people losing high paying jobs, businesses closing, people moving away, property decreasing in value and becoming difficult to sell.  This most recent oil boom ended in 2015, there will be a continued decrease in the population of Dickinson, but no one will admit this, and everyone is pretending that this isn’t going to happen.

The very wealthy owners of the local banks in Dickinson, most of whom do not live in Dickinson, have already put in place lending policies that show that they understand what is going to happen in Dickinson: many people losing their jobs, many people moving away, properties decreasing in value, and properties becoming difficult to sell.  I will give three brief example of these local bank lending policies:

I wanted to purchase a manufactured home in Belfield on its own 75’x140′ lot that was for sale for $20,000 to $25,000.  This treed and grass corner lot with water, sewer, and electric to it was probably worth $20K, without even considering the 3br, 1ba fully furnished home in good condition with new siding, added enclosed porch, and added open deck.  I contacted five local banks, and each one of them said that they had been instructed to not make any loans on manufactured homes, no matter how much land was involved.

A neighbor of mine who is 53 years old, wanted to purchase a home in our neighborhood that was for sale for $130,000.  This neighbor had made about $45,000 per year for the past eight years with his current employer.  He is single, and he had just finished paying about $900 per month in child support for the past fifteen years.  If he continued to allocate this $900 per month toward house payments, he could have paid off this house mortgage in fifteen years.  The bank told him no, as if his income and eight year job history at the same company in Dickinson didn’t mean anything, like they were expecting him to lose his job and not be able to get another job.

Another neighbor of mine who is in his forties and single, he has made about $42,000 per year for the past four years with his current employer.  He wanted to buy a house, so he completed a mortgage application with a local bank.  The bank approved him for a mortgage of up to $80,000.  If you go on the internet and use a mortgage calculator, this $80,000 mortgage would have a monthly payment of less than $400 per month.  With a single man having a take-home pay after taxes of $2,700 per month, why would the bank calculate that he could only afford $400 per month on housing?  It’s like the bank didn’t expect him to keep his job, or be able to get another job.

From the three examples above, the local bank lending policies indicate that they don’t expect local people to keep their job, be able to get another job, and the banks don’t want to foreclose on properties in order to sell them to recover the unpaid balance on loans, because these properties will not be worth the unpaid loan amount, and these properties will not sell.

There are people and groups in Dickinson that like to talk about how Dickinson is growing, which isn’t going to happen the way that they say it is.  Dickinson is going to shrink and contract for at least the next several years.  I am tired of hearing about several specific examples of growth and prosperity in Dickinson, which in my opinion, these examples are hoaxes, as they aren’t going to happen any time soon:  the Davis Refinery, the Odyssey Theaters Cinema Complex, and the Dickinson Hills Shopping Center.

I have written about, and explained the proposed Davis Refinery west of Belfield twice before.  The original proposed cost of the Davis Refinery was $900 million, twice the cost of the Dakota Prairie Refinery west of Dickinson which was built by the huge utility company Montana Dakota Utilities.  How was the proposed $900 million Davis Refinery going to be built, by an investor group who had never built a refinery before, who were in fact seeking initial investments to help cover the cost of permitting and planning?  My personal opinion is that the proposed Davis Refinery developers have only raised $10 million to $40 million.

A year or two ago the City of Dickinson sold a public parking lot located behind the U.S. Post Office to Odyssey Theaters, supposedly so that they could build an 8 cinema movie theater complex.  Most people in Dickinson have noticed that there is a shortage of parking downtown, even more so now that the City of Dickinson sold a public parking lot that was almost always full.  Where are the customers of this proposed 8 cinema movie theater complex going to park?  Construction was supposed to start this Spring, meaning now, but I don’t think that construction will start this year.

The developers of the proposed Dickinson Hills Shopping Center asked the City of Dickinson about a year ago if the City would pay for the extension of Fairway Street into their development.  The City agreed to pay for this $1.3 million road extension if the developers could show that they had lease commitments from tenants.  A few months ago the City Attorney Jan Murtha did look over signed lease agreements from Hobby Lobby, T.J. Maxx, Shoe Department Encore, and Dollar Tree.  My opinion, is that although these four tenants signed valid lease agreements, there was no penalty to the developer if they did not move forward with construction.  My opinion, is that the developer wanted the access road into their proposed development, so that they could sell this property, and not move forward with construction at this time.

North Dakota Governor Doug Burgum, his Attorney General Wayne Stenehjem, and Wayne’s cousin Stephen Stenehjem CEO and president of First International Bank & Trust, have all had to deal with embarrassing business fiascoes in Dickinson many times in the past several years:  Dickinson State University awarding degrees to foreign students who did not complete the required curriculum;  the DSU Foundation having to be dissolved and held in receivership to determine what was going on and where the money went;  Hawks Point Assisted Living Facility on the DSU campus failing to repay their loan from First International Bank & Trust;  DSU and the DSU Foundation failing to repay their loans for the construction of the Biesiot Activities Center.

People in Fargo and Bismarck are very aware of the business practices and outcomes in Dickinson, North Dakota.  The Catholics collected and spent over $75 million in Federal grant money and donations to construct a new hospital in Dickinson, shutting down the old hospital.  Many knowledgeable health care employees and residents in Dickinson came to realize that the old hospital that was shut down, had more emergency medical care capabilities, more critical care capabilities, more medical treatment services, and a building with a basement that could withstand a tornado.

Therefore, when a group business people and Dickinson State University people got together and created the Theodore Roosevelt Foundation in order to raise funding to build a Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library and Museum in Dickinson, the Governor of North Dakota stepped in and stopped that, No Way.  The people in Fargo and Bismarck are fully aware of how the people in Dickinson are.  No way were they going to allow a group of people in Dickinson to collect millions in government grants and donations, obtain construction loans, overpay contractor buddies to perform work, get a substandard inadequate facility, not repay the construction loans, and not be able to account for where all of the money went.

It’s not just the business practices in Dickinson that the rest of the state takes notice of, it’s how the people in Dickinson behave and treat other people.  This is another reason why the Governor of North Dakota intervened to not allow the Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library and Museum to be built in Dickinson, because of how the visitors would be treated in Dickinson and how the people behave in Dickinson.  Here are some examples:

  • During the oil boom, the people in Dickinson quadrupled the rent that they charged the out-of-state workers.
  • During the oil boom, the people in Dickinson voted to not allow “Man Camp” temporary worker housing in the county to alleviate the housing shortage.
  • Though many, many people in Dickinson received windfall sums of money from oil wells on their property, the people in Dickinson deliberately refused to construct a homeless shelter.  Out-of-state workers who could not afford the quadrupled rent, slept in their cars, underneath bridges, in the bushes along the railroad tracks, on the embankments of drainage ditches, or outside behind the truck stop.
  • When the ratio of men to women in Dickinson was 3:1, the Dickinson Police made a fake advertisement for a woman offering sex on the internet. When a man called to arrange to meet her, the fake woman made up the statement that she was under 18.  The Dickinson Police then tried to charge the man with Commercial Sex Traffic of a Minor, a twenty year sentence, and he never even met the woman.
  • The bars and restaurants in Dickinson hire methamphetamine addict and heroin addict criminal women from Spokane, Seattle, and Coeur D’Alene to work as servers, performing no background checks.
  • The employers in Dickinson hire drug addict felons with multiple convictions, performing no or inadequate background checks.

Because of the end of the oil boom, the population of Dickinson will continue to decrease for years to come.  The people in Dickinson refuse to acknowledge this, and they even point to signs of growth which are actually hoaxes, that will not happen.  The very wealthy successful people like the local bank owners know what is going to happen in Dickinson, and they have practices in place that indicate they expect an out migration.

The Governor of North Dakota, the Attorney General of North Dakota, other wealthy successful people in North Dakota know all about the business practices in Dickinson, the business schemes of the people in Dickinson, what they do with government grant money and donations, how they don’t repay loans, how they are unaccountable for money, how the people in Dickinson treat other people, and how the people in Dickinson behave.  Not only did they intervene to prevent the Theodore Roosevelt Presidential Library and Museum from being built in Dickinson, they wanted to close down the Women’s Correctional Facility in New England, and they will probably seek the closure of Dickinson State University before long.

In the near future, Dickinson will begin to change more toward what New England, Belfield, and Richardton are like.  You don’t understand, this is what the wealthy, successful, influential people in Bismarck and Fargo want.  They do not want Dickinson to grow, they want Dickinson to shrink.  Not only do they not like Dickinson, and do not believe in Dickinson, they don’t want the oil revenue money from western North Dakota being wasted on improving Dickinson.  As far as they are concerned, they would like to see Dickinson as just unimproved grassland, and all of you Dickinson people gone, because you just can’t seem to change and get with the program, you remain backwards.

Remembering Being Around People Who Could Drink And Remain Civil

When I was kid growing up in a small town on the east coast of Florida, which was about the same size as Dickinson, I remember being around people who could drink alcohol and remain civil.

The circle of friends of my mother and father were mostly attorneys, accountants, appraisers, real estate brokers, insurance brokers, business owners, salespeople, and a few farmers.  Back then, most of these people only worked eight hours per day.  When their work day was done, all of these people would go visiting, socializing, and drinking.

Whether at a bar, restaurant, the beach, someone’s boat, someone’s home, someone’s vacation home, hobby farm, or a private club, this circle of people always adhered to a code of conduct:  no physical fighting, no threatening arguments, no outright personal insults, no vulgar or crude language in front of other people’s wives or children, no getting out of control and becoming dangerous.

From when I was about 3 years old, to when I was about 30 years old and moved away, I can’t remember anyone of this group of people ever going too far out of bounds on these rules of behavior.  Especially, there was never any physical fighting.

There were more than several reasons why these people all behaved themselves, even after drinking alcohol for hours:  They were doing well professionally and they didn’t want to jeopardize their career by alienating other people;  they could possibly be disbarred or lose their professional license for misconduct;  they could lose their professional position for misconduct; they had or were beginning to accumulate a large amount of financial assets which they could lose if they ever had a lawsuit judgment against them for injuring another person.

In Florida, most people had the attitude towards life, that if they didn’t have to work, they wouldn’t.  If they didn’t have to work, they would gladly spend the rest of their life fishing, sailing, boating, surfing, playing golf, playing tennis, and walking on the beach.  People sought to have as much free time for recreation, having fun, and socializing as they possibly could.

As a kid, my parents and their friends would spend all day on the weekends and vacation, at the beach, on the river, on the ocean, at a vacation home, or a hobby farm, eating, cooking out, and drinking alcohol, drinking all day.  I could swim, fish, surf, play with animals, eat, or help do something.  I was sometimes asked to make drinks, which were mostly rum and coke, with sugar, and lime.

I was welcome to drink any alcohol that I wanted, and I was given beer from when I was about eight years old, but I didn’t like alcohol or beer when I was a little kid, or even when I was a teenager.  My sister on the other hand, she liked to drink alcohol from when she was about 13 or 14 years old.  But keep in mind, that I am trying to explain that all of the adults, and even their teenage children, were drinking alcohol all day long.

In this group of my parents friends and their children, with everyone drinking alcohol all day long, for days in a row on vacation, there were no physical fights, there were no out of control arguments, there were no angry drunks, there wasn’t any exchange of nasty insults, there was no crude or vulgar behavior, there were no vehicle accidents, and there were only minor physical accidents that were usually funny, like someone falling off a boat dock into the water, or someone falling over backward in a lawn chair from laughing too hard, which just added to the entertainment and laughter.

In Dickinson, North Dakota on the other hand, living here for me is like the movie Planet Of The Apes, Deliverance, or The Grapes Of Wrath.  I could say that I don’t know what is wrong with the people here, but that isn’t true, I do know what is wrong with the people here.  When the people in Dickinson get a hold of alcohol, the majority of them turn mean, they become hostile, confrontational, and wanting to physically fight people.

Here is the difference:  instead of being around people who feel that they are doing well professionally, most of the people here are just hourly workers who feel powerless, vulnerable, taken advantage of, and they are angry.  Instead of being around professional people who do not want to alienate others, most of the people here are just hourly workers who do want to alienate others because they are tired of being told what to do and they are angry.

Instead of being around people who are being careful in order to not lose their professional license or position through misconduct, most of the people here are just hourly workers who feel like they want to misbehave when they are not at work because they are tired of being told what to do and they are angry.  Instead of being around people who have a large amount of financial assets and are fearful of being sued, most of the people here are just hourly workers who feel that they have nothing, they are angry about it, and they want to fight somebody because they are angry.

One more thing about Dickinson that is so different from where I grew up, the Police in Dickinson feel like they have the right, and that it is their job to stalk everyone in Dickinson to try to arrest them for something, anything, especially DUI.  But since most of the people in Dickinson are just hourly workers, they pretty much are just like livestock or prisoners as far as the Police are concerned.

Missing Life Elsewhere, What I Think Jan Is Going Through

Today in the Dickinson Press Newspaper, I read an article about Dickinson City Attorney Jan Murtha giving her resignation.  Over the past year and a half of having Jan Murtha as City Attorney, I think that she has done a very good job, probably better than any City Attorney that Dickinson has ever had before.

Never once in the past year and a half, did I read or hear about the City of Dickinson being involved in a dispute that got out of hand, where things were not handled correctly.  This is almost unheard of, the City of Dickinson not being in a dispute that got worse and worse over time.  Smaller towns like Belfield and Watford City seem to have legal fiascoes regularly, like Dickinson used to have before Jan Murtha was hired.

What I came to notice, was not only did Jan Murtha handle legal issues for the City of Dickinson, but she became involved in helping Human Resources and Personnel management, just in order to help things get done.  Jan appeared to be one of those people, typically women, who ended up doing way more work than was supposed to be part of her job.

On top of that, Jan had three children and one husband.  I believe that she probably had to stop at the grocery store on the way home from work, cook, do laundry, help with homework, help with school projects, and take care of sick kids.  I felt bad for Jan, I don’t think that this is the life that she had planned.

Jan’s husband Tom was from Dickinson.  I think that Jan understood why Tom wanted to move back to Dickinson, and she was O.K. with that.  While living in Dickinson, Jan used to drive to Bismarck to work as an Assistant Attorney General.  Then Jan ran for an open position on the Supreme Court of North Dakota, but she didn’t get it.

At the time, it probably seemed like not that bad of a compromise, to accept the position as City Attorney of Dickinson, so that she could spend more time in Dickinson with her children and her husband.  But being in Dickinson all of the time, and being involved with the people in Dickinson all the time, Jan could probably feel that it was bringing her down further and further, slowly killing her.

Someone like Jan was probably a bright young girl, with all kinds of hopes and dreams about her future, her career, her husband, her family, her home, what life would be like.  Because she was intelligent and willing to work hard, she got into college, graduated from college, went on to law school, graduated from law school, passed the bar exam, and began working as an attorney in her first jobs.

In her early career, she probably saw herself eventually being a judge, state’s attorney, assistant attorney general, or attorney general of a state.  Why wouldn’t she think this, she was willing to work hard, learn her job, and she had just as much ability as anyone else.

Instead of what Jan had planned, she found herself reviewing contracts to determine whether or not the Dollar Tree discount store and T.J. Maxx discount store were coming to Dickinson, and having to sit through a City Commission meeting for the fifth or sixth time to hear about whether the City could afford to buy Bernie and Paulette Marsh’s spooky store front building.  This already drove the Downtown Dickinson Association Director Jennifer Strange to resign six months ago, she couldn’t take it anymore.

Jan was probably sitting there at her desk more and more often, thinking about where she went wrong, how did her life turn out like this, the only department store that she would ever be able to shop for clothes, in all of western North Dakota will be T.J. Maxx discount store.

More than anything else in the World, at the end of the day Jan probably would have liked to have gone to a nice restaurant with some professional peers, had several margaritas, or several glasses of wine, laughed, joked, and not go home yet to the sobering reality of kids, a husband, and being stuck.

But there aren’t any professional peers in Dickinson, and there aren’t any nice restaurants to go and have drinks in Dickinson.  There are only dirty construction workers, dirty oil field workers, meth addict waitresses, and young Police Officers from the Police Academy in Minnesota stalking the streets trying to arrest everyone for DUI.

Card Readers Not Working And Refund Not Given At Lucky’s Tesoro In Dickinson North Dakota

A year ago I began trying to use Lucky’s Tesoro gas station at the corner of Villard Street and 10th Avenue East in Dickinson, North Dakota.  For several consecutive fueling stops at Lucky’s Tesoro, the gas pump card readers would not read my Wells Fargo debit card.  This was very frustrating because my Wells Fargo debit card works absolutely everywhere else, and I didn’t like standing outside in the cold wind at the gas pump, wasting my time inserting my debit card again and again.

I quit trying to use this Lucky’s Tesoro because I could not get their gas pumps to read my debit card.  A month ago, I began trying to use Lucky’s Tesoro again, and I found that one of their gas pumps would accept my debit card.  A couple of weeks ago, my debit card wouldn’t work at Lucky’s Tesoro gas pumps again, but my American Express credit card would work.  A week ago, neither my debit card nor my American Express credit card would work at Lucky’s Tesoro gas pumps, so I went inside and paid cash.

I telephoned the manager of Lucky’s Tesoro in Dickinson, Damien Bearden, and I explained to him that I would like to use this gas station, but it was angering me that the gas pumps would not read my Wells Fargo debit card nor my American Express credit card, when both of these cards work everywhere else.  Part of the reason why I was angry, was because the cashiers at Lucky’s said to me, “No one else has complained that their cards don’t work at the gas pumps”, and I don’t see how this could be true.

A couple of days ago at Lucky’s Tesoro, the card reader at the gas pump wouldn’t read my debit card, so I went inside and I paid the cashier $20 cash for fuel on pump #6.  I went back outside, I pumped 5 cents of gas, and then the gas nozzle would not activate to give me the remaining $19.95 of gas that I had paid for.  I had to go walk back inside the store, talk to the cashier, go walk back out to the pump, try to restart the fuel pump, fiddle with it some more, and it still wouldn’t work.  I was now running late for work, the store cashier was busy with other customers, so I told him I would call Damien Bearden the manager to arrange getting my money back.

On the drive to work, I telephoned Damien the manager of this Lucky’s Tesoro, I explained what had happened, and that I would come back to the store at this same time tomorrow to get $19.95 in gas, or cash back.  Damien said O.K.

The following day I went back to Lucky’s Tesoro, the cashier remembered me, and he knew that I was there for my refund from yesterday.  He said that he had to call Damien, which was a surprise to me, why couldn’t I just get the $19.95 in cash or gas as was agreed upon yesterday when I spoke to Damien?  I heard the cashier’s phone call with Damien, and I was surprised even more when the cashier said to me, “Damien has to call me back.”  I said to the cashier that this was ridiculous, I would wait a few minutes, but why couldn’t I just get $19.95 in cash or gas, why is this such a big deal, you know that I didn’t get the gas that I paid for yesterday.

I wasted a few more minutes waiting, and then I had had enough, I was going to be running late for work again.  I told the cashier to tell Damien that I was going to write an article about everything that had happened,  which at that time they probably could not have cared less, and I left.

I began asking people in Dickinson who owned this Lucky’s Tesoro, and they did not know.  I found one person who did know that many people had had problems with the gas pumps not working at this Lucky’s Tesoro on Villard Street, though the cashiers denied that anyone else besides me had problems with their gas pumps.

I searched on the internet for a while, and I found a Dickinson Press newspaper article from 2016 that was about who owned this Lucky’s Tesoro, it was a local group of investors operating under the name Legacy 7 Group.  In this Dickinson Press newspaper article, they interviewed one of the Legacy 7 Group investors who was acting as their spokesperson, his name was Tim Lantz.  Here is the link to this newspaper article: https://www.thedickinsonpress.com/news/3951277-kum-go-has-new-owners-and-new-name-gas-station-purchased-legacy-7-group

I read some more information on the internet about the Legacy 7 Group and their other Lucky’s gas station in Dickinson.  There are two reviews on the website Yelp which describe an experience similar to mine at Lucky’s Tesoro, here is the link, and the two reviews:  https://www.yelp.com/biz/luckys-tesoro-dickinson-2

“Absolutely the worst Tesoro station I have ever visited, high priced, dirty and service is terrible.  When Don H. Owned this place it was first class and clean.
I was waiting in line for a car wash and they let a guy go ahead of me not very observant at this facility.”  …..from Michael

“I just got ripped off for $14 at the car wash. Absolutely worthless. Lesson learned, I will not be back.” …..from Monica

What do people need to do in order to get their money back from Lucky’s Tesoro in Dickinson?  Do they need to file a small claims case with the court in Dickinson?  Who and where do they serve the small claims notice?  I spent some more time on the internet trying to look up “Legacy 7 Group” in order to find out who was listed as the president of this corporation or owner of this LLC, and their mailing address, but this information did not come up.

I tried to find Tim Lantz’s information, and it appears that Tim’s wife is Dr. Cheryl Lantz, the Nursing Department Chair at Dickinson State University.  I am including the link to Dr. Cheryl Lantz because this gives her phone number and e-mail, so that you can contact her in order to find out where to get the small claims court papers served: https://www.dickinsonstate.edu/about/directory/dr-cheryl-lantz.html

Whoops, Cheryl Lantz changed jobs recently, she is now the executive director at CountryHouse Assisted Living in Dickinson, so this is her new e-mail address: clantz@chresidences.net.

The Deadly Crosswalks Of Dickinson, North Dakota

Stopping at the crosswalks on Villard Street in Dickinson for pedestrians is like watching pheasants, ducks, or house pets get run over.  The pedestrians in the crosswalk have this mistaken belief that all of the vehicles are going to come to a stop.  No, they aren’t going to stop!

Whether I am in the right lane, or the left lane on Villard Street, when I slow down and come to a stop when pedestrians are entering the marked white-striped crosswalk, and I watch the pedestrians begin crossing the street in front of me, it never fails that a motorist travelling in the adjacent lane continues driving at 30 mph, oblivious to the fact that I have stopped in the middle of the road at some white-striped pavement markings and street signs the read “Crosswalk”, and that there are pedestrians about to emerge from in front of my vehicle.

It is really scary and nerve wracking, to watch a mom and her little kids make it across the first two lanes of traffic, pass in front of your vehicle, and then when they are just about ready to step into the last last lane and cross, Wrvroom!, some ignorant, inbred, piece of shit going 30 mph nearly kills the whole family.

Most people in Dickinson can’t read, there is no way they can understand signs, or understand pavement markings.  They can’t understand something like, “Pedestrians in the crosswalk have the right-of-way” or “Yield to pedestrians” or “Crosswalk”.

Hope That New Chamber Director Christina Jorgensen Will Be On-Board With Hygiene Program For Dickinson, North Dakota

I hope that the new Chamber Director, Christina Jorgensen, will be on-board with a hygiene program for Dickinson, North Dakota.  Any journey begins with the first few steps, and I hope that Christina will keep this in mind as she begins trying to make Dickinson a place that normal people would want to live.

Just think about how much better and nicer Dickinson would be, if people would take pride in their appearance, clean themselves up, wear clean clothes, and act appropriately.  With some determination, perseverance, vision, and adhering to this hygiene program, I think that Christina can improve the image of Dickinson.

Here are some of the tenets of this hygiene program:

  • Wash hands frequently with soap and water.
  • Shower or bathe daily using soap, water, and shampoo.
  • Brush teeth regularly with toothpaste and a toothbrush.
  • Clean under fingernails with a brush or nail file regularly.
  • Use tissue paper, paper towels, or a handkerchief to blow one’s nose.
  • Use toilet paper.
  • Use deodorant products sold in stores.
  • Use feminine care products sold in stores.
  • Wash clothes regularly using soap or laundry detergent.
  • Wear clean clothes regularly.
  • Get a hair cut by a barber or stylist every few months.
  • Do not use tobacco products at the dinner table, especially in public restaurants.
  • Do not fornicate with animals.

Besides teaching the above principles, Christina can set a good example by her own behavior.  This means not being late to events, not being late to work, not showing up wearing pajama pants and a hoodie, not wearing clothes that reek like cigarettes, and not driving around Dickinson or standing in the parking lot with a cigarette hanging out of her mouth.

Now, you might be thinking, how could Christina Jorgensen ever take the place of Sarah Jennings Trustem, Queen Of Dickinson, Duchess of Marlborough, as Chamber Director?  Well, I did my research using Google, and it turns out that Christina Jorgensen is also a very famous person.  The Scandinavian Society of New York, once named her Woman Of The Year, for her contribution to the advancement of medical science:

The Lack Of Silverware, Plates, And Glassware At DSU Is An Indication Of A Bigger Problem

On April 23 I went to the Dickinson State University Dining Hall restaurant at 7:00 p.m. for dinner.  After I had paid to get in, I soon discovered that I could not find any silverware, plates, or glassware, and there was hardly any food left.

I was very angry about this, and when I got home, I updated two previously very favorable blog posts about the Dickinson State University Dining Hall restaurant, to describe what had happened.  Unlike myself, with the ability to get in my vehicle and go someplace else to eat, there are probably some DSU students who paid for a Dining Hall meal plan, who don’t have a vehicle and don’t have money to go someplace else to eat.

When I thought about this situation some more, I realized several things.  The first, second, third, and fourth time that I had been to the DSU Dining Hall restaurant, there had only ever been a handful of plates, silverware, and glassware.  And the plates and glassware were old, worn, inexpensive plastic.  I am not complaining, I just realized that there was a scarcity of plates, silverware, and glassware, and that it was old and worn.

At the same time that I was realizing how low on supplies the DSU Dining Hall was, I had recently read a Dickinson Press Newspaper article about how a group of 39 local business people and DSU alumni had raised $750,000 in order to purchase the previously occupied DSU Alumni and Foundation building.

This brought to mind newspaper articles that I had read about DSU alumnus Jerome Strom and his wife Rosie Strom donating $1 million to Dickinson State University in 2007 to form the Strom Center for Entrepreneurship and Innovation.  When the Strom Center was closed in 2016 due to lack of funding, Jerome Strom said that he was very disappointed with the closure, lack of communication, and not much of an explanation as to what happened.

I remembered more newspaper articles, such as five banks, American Bank Center, Choice Financial Group, Dacotah Bank, Western Bank, and Kirkwood Bank & Trust suing Dickinson State University for non-payment of loans to construct the Beisiot Activities Center on the DSU campus.  And, First International Bank And Trust foreclosing on the DSU Foundation’s Hawk’s Point Assisted Living Facility on the DSU campus for nonpayment of $5 million in debt.

Here is my question, and my puzzlement, this money, $750,000, $1 million, $5 million, and more, gifted, borrowed, lost, and not paid back, have these financial dealings gone too far astray from benefiting the students who actually attend Dickinson State University?  Wasn’t there, or isn’t there even $500 available to buy some new plastic plates, plastic glassware, and silverware for the students to eat with in the DSU Dining Hall?

Don’t anyone dare gift any money to Dickinson State University for new plates, glassware, and silverware for the DSU Dining Hall, because God only knows where that money will disappear.

I recommend going on the internet, ordering some commercial restaurant plastic plates, plastic glassware, and silverware, and having them shipped to:

Dr. Thomas Mitzel, Dickinson State University, 291 Campus Drive, May Hall 104, Dickinson, ND 58601.  Phone 701-483-2326, Thomas.Mitzel@dickinsonstate.edu

 

Here is a link to a commercial restaurant/cafeteria supplier: https://www.webstaurantstore.com/search/cafeteria-plates.html

 I am recommending the tan color plates, in order to match what the DSU Dining Hall already has, instead of the white plates, this is the product description for the tan color, 9″ diameter plates: (you should be able to just click on this product link in red type below to see a complete brochure description)

FROM$20.43/Pack

1 – 2 3+
$21.49 $20.43
Note that a pack of 12 of these plates, only costs about $21.
As far as glassware, I recommend the red color plastic tumblers, which are the same as what the DSU Dining Hall already has, here is the product description:  (you should be able to just click on this product link below in red type to see a complete brochure description)

FROM$4.96/Pack

Reg. 3 – 5 Lots of 6
$5.59 $5.16 $4.96

Note that a pack of 12 of these plastic tumblers only costs about $5.

Beautician’s Interrogation

In Dickinson, North Dakota, I did like getting my hair cut at Luke Simon’s Gentlemen’s Barber Shop.  However, since Luke is the District 36 Representative for North Dakota, he has been working in the legislature in Bismarck for the past four or five months.

Some readers may recall my blog post article about what happened when I went to De Porres House of Barbering in Dickinson, and why I won’t be going back.

I am not very pleased with some of the other barbers that I have tried in Dickinson.  Though my preference would be to go to a men’s only barber shop, it has come to the point where I have been considering going to a beautician.  But, I don’t want and don’t think that I can handle a Dickinson beautician’s interrogation.

I shouldn’t have to explain what I mean by a beautician’s interrogation, especially to men over 30 years old.  Most, or all men over 30 years old, are tired of women service providers’ attempts to find out how much money they make, how much money they have, what they do for a living, where they work, and where they live using a not very clever, overly aggressive, pushy manner.  Beauticians are the worst of the worst when it comes to asking customers way too many personal questions to determine if they are married, if they have kids, if they have a girlfriend, what they do for a living, where they work, and if they have money.

Beauticians can be almost, but not quite as bad as female bartenders, in burdening customers with all of their personal problems and difficulties, apparently not ever realizing that customers don’t go to a beautician or bar in order to listen to the server’s problems.

The concept of being professional and providing good service to a customer is so lost in Dickinson, that I wanted to share a video below of a female barber in Turkey.  During her twenty-five minute session with a customer, not once did she ask him any prying questions about himself, nor share any of her personal problems:

What is absurdly funny, is when women watch these videos showing a very tranquil barber shop where the customer is receiving a very relaxing massage or shave, they say, “Oh, that looks so relaxing, I would like to have that done.”  American women don’t even realize that what they are watching is so relaxing, because there is no woman asking a hundred prying questions or complaining about her personal problems, which is what American women do when they provide customer service or personal services.

Shock That Such A Nice Young Man Has Been Charged With Rape In Dickinson, North Dakota

On Saturday morning I was reading the Dickinson Press Newspaper on-line, when I saw an article about a young man that I know named Erik, being charged with Gross Sexual Imposition in Dickinson.  More specifically, the article said “….gross sexual imposition, sexual acts forced for the compelling of a victim to submit by force or by threat of imminent death, serious bodily injury, or kidnapping to sexual acts.”

This is a very serious charge, it can be either a Class AA felony, or a Class A felony, depending on the circumstances, with prison sentences ranging from several years to twenty years.

I was shocked, I never would have thought that Erik would do something like this, and I still don’t believe that he would.

In the summer of 2016 and 2017 when Erik was in high school, on Thursdays he would work as a volunteer from noon until midnight setting up, working, and taking down the concert events in downtown Dickinson.  This involved delivering coral fencing, barricades, tables, water troughs used as coolers, tents, ice, drinks, cups, garbage cans, banners, event shirts, and stage equipment, setting all of this up, re-supplying during the event, and taking everything back down and hauling it away at midnight.

It was often hot, sometimes windy, sometimes rainy, very long days, and Erik never backed-out, never complained, never was in a bad mood.  Erick never caused any problems whatsoever.  He never broke, dropped, or damaged anything, never had a mishap driving anything.  He and his friends never got into any of the alcohol, and never got into any trouble whatsoever.

All of the event organizers, volunteers, and attendees liked Erik, no one ever had a problem with him.  Erik had a lot of friends his own age, both male and female, and he got along with everyone.  Some of the young women performers took a liking to Erik, and spent time with him at the event.

After Erik graduated from high school, his father told me that Erik had joined the U.S. Army and that he was in Basic Training.  I thought that Erik would probably do very, very well in the military.  Later in 2018, I saw on Facebook or in the newspaper that Erik was a combat medic in the  U.S. Army.

In early 2019, I saw or read somewhere that Erik was back in Dickinson, and I was surprised, his enlistment couldn’t be over yet.  I wondered what had happened, but I found out that you can leave active-duty in the Army if you are willing to serve longer in the Army National Guard, which is what he chose to do.  I had thought that Erik would go far in the military, I wished that he had stayed on active duty in the Army so that he could advance and make a career out of it, but some people don’t like the Army life after all.

In my opinion, Dickinson is not a very good place to live.  There are not very many things to do for recreation, or to socialize.  Employment opportunities are very limited.  If a person goes to work in the oil field or construction, in Dickinson people will forever think of that person in terms of what their job is: truck driver, swamper, roustabout, floor hand, welder, plumber, electrician.  It is very hard for anyone to ever advance out of the position they are in, it is like the people in Dickinson won’t allow it.  This is why many young people realize that they have got to get out of Dickinson.

I wish that Erik never would have returned to Dickinson, where there is very little to do, and everyone here just gets stuck in the job that they are doing, never getting anywhere.  With nothing to do and going nowhere in life, the people here resort to alcoholism, drug use, and trying to make sure that other people fail too.

I don’t believe that Erik forced anyone to have sex with him, he is not like that, he gets along with people, he has friends, and women like him.  I believe that alcohol was probably involved, and that the “victim” was probably not a victim, but someone who became angry at Erik afterwards.  I just can not see Erik doing anything violent or coercive to someone else.  I can see someone doing what is very common in Dickinson, to try to make sure that someone else fails, to try to ruin someone else’s life for them.

I am interested to know what happened, and who the victim is.  I don’t care if anyone thinks that this is none of my business.  People in Dickinson are experts at keeping their mouth shut and doing nothing when bad things are going on, and bad things are happening to other people.

If anyone cares about what happens to Erik, I suggest that people try to find out what happened, who is involved, and try to determine if there is anything that can be done to help Erik, the sooner the better.  It is not going to help Erik to do nothing and wait for him to be tried, possibly be convicted, possibly be given a long prison sentence, and to feel sorry about it.

How To Act And Appear Respectable, Not Low Class And Trashy In Dickinson, North Dakota

A week ago I wrote a blog post article titled, “The Best Restaurant In Dickinson, North Dakota Is A Secret”.  In that article, I wrote about how good the food was in this restaurant, and that there weren’t any dirt-bag construction workers, oil field trash, no-good scum of the Earth meth addict women from Seattle, and other badly behaving people in this restaurant.

In this blog post, rather than express my frustration and disapproval by being mean and going on a rant, I will try to offer some suggestions about how people in Dickinson can act and appear respectable, and not low-class and trashy.

I stopped and thought about it, many people in Dickinson don’t know, they literally do not know that there is anything wrong or abnormal about their behavior, so it might be helpful for me to explain what not to do, and what they can do to act respectable:

What Not To Do:

  1. If you have been working for more than several hours doing physical labor where you have become dirty, hot, and sweaty, don’t go out to eat at a nice restaurant without taking a shower and putting on clean clothes.
  2. If you have not had a shower or changed clothes for more than 24 hours, don’t go out to eat at a nice restaurant without taking a shower and putting on clean clothes.
  3. If you, and the clothes that you have been wearing, have been sitting in a vehicle or inside all day around people smoking cigarettes, do not go out to eat a nice restaurant without taking a shower and putting on clean clothes.
  4. Do not wear dirty or smelly clothing to a nice restaurant.
  5. At a nice restaurant, or any public place, do not spit into a receptacle and carry this receptacle around or place it anywhere, especially not on top of a dining table.
  6. Do not speak so loudly that other people can hear you more than ten feet away when entering or dining in a nice restaurant.
  7. Do not discuss anything crude, gross, or inappropriate when dining in a nice restaurant.
  8. Do not use bad or offensive language, derogatory terms, or racial slurs when dining in a nice restaurant.
  9. Do not try to instigate a fight, threaten, or insult other people when dining in a nice restaurant.
  10. Do not shove, push, slap, hit, or wrestle with people in a nice restaurant, not even friends or family members.
  11. Do not throw things or do property damage when in a nice restaurant, not even in the parking lot.
  12. Do not stick your fingers inside of your mouth, your nose, your ears, or your pants when dining in a nice restaurant.
  13. Do not rev your truck engine and spin your tires in the parking lot of a nice restaurant.
  14. Do not leave your diesel truck idling in the parking lot of a nice restaurant, no one wants to listen to that noise, or smell that diesel exhaust.

What To Do:

  1. Bathe regularly, always use soap and shampoo.
  2. Wear a moderate amount of deodorant after bathing.
  3. Wash your clothes regularly, and make it a habit to wear clean clothes.
  4. Clean and trim your finger nails so that they are clean and nice looking.
  5. Wash your hands so that they are clean.
  6. Brush your teeth with toothpaste at least once per day.
  7. Clean your ears regularly.
  8. Get your hair cut at least once every three months.
  9. Trim your beard or facial hair at least once every two weeks.
  10. Try not to use swear words in conversation.

In many societies, it is the women who try to encourage and enforce good manners, but something long ago went wrong in Dickinson.  I think that due to the barrenness and extreme cold in North Dakota, it was so hard to survive, that the women here just gave up on encouraging and enforcing good manners.

Now that there are modern conveniences like automobiles, indoor plumbing, electricity, hot running water, and washing machines, I think that the women in Dickinson need to start trying to encourage good hygiene and good manners.

To be fair, I should point out that at least half of the badly behaving people in Dickinson are construction workers, oil field workers, and meth addict women from out-of-state.

Car Battery From NAPA Is The Worst One I Ever Bought

Since I moved to downtown Dickinson a couple of years ago, I began buying car parts from NAPA because it is not very far from where I live.  I noticed that the prices at NAPA are higher than Checker O’rielly, CarQuest, AutoZone, Runnings, Menards, and WalMart.  I continued to go to NAPA, because it saved me the trouble of having to drive across town.

In October of 2018 I bought a large pickup truck battery from NAPA in Dickinson.  This battery was 1,050 cranking amps, 850 cold cranking amps, and it cost about $158.  I believe in buying the highest capacity battery that will actually fit in a vehicle, over and above the minimum required cranking amps for that vehicle, that way, if the battery is ever working at less than 100%, it will still have enough cranking amps to run the engine starter.

On Saturday I tried to start the truck that I had put this new NAPA battery in back in October of 2018.  This battery was dead, and when I looked at this battery, I could see that both ends of the battery case were bowed out from the battery being frozen.  Once a battery becomes frozen, it is usually completely ruined.

This new battery should not have gone bad, and it should not have frozen like this.  Yes, when a battery becomes discharged, it is more likely to freeze, but this new battery should not have become so discharged that it froze like this.

If you want an explanation of how and why a car battery can freeze in the winter, here is a good article https://www.farmandfleet.com/blog/frozen-battery/  .  From this article, here is a chart that shows how a battery is more likely to freeze when it is not fully charged.

Source: BCI Service Manual ©1995

In Dickinson, the coldest that it got down to this winter was about -30 degrees Fahrenheit.  From the above chart, using the math formula for linear interpolation, at -30 degrees Fahrenheit, this car battery should not have frozen until it had less than 69% full charge.  I don’t doubt that this car battery had less than 69% charge, but it should not have been this discharged.

Here is the way that I look at it, I currently own eleven vehicles, and I have owned this many vehicles for the past ten years.  All eleven vehicles go through the spring, summer, fall, winter temperature cycles.  For these eleven vehicles, over the past ten years I have replaced every battery at least once, that’s at least twenty-two batteries that I have dealt with in the past ten years, batteries from different manufacturers.  In this time, I have only ever had about three or four frozen batteries, which always occurred on a battery that was four, five, or six years old, and on a vehicle that was not being driven.

I don’t think that it is normal or reasonable for a five month old battery to freeze in North Dakota on vehicle that is being driven.  If this were the case, everyone in North Dakota would have to replace their vehicle battery every year.

On Saturday afternoon, I removed this five month old battery from my truck and I took it back to the NAPA store in downtown Dickinson where I bought it, along with the receipt.  The female parts person at the counter said that they would not warranty this battery because it was frozen.  I said to her that I know it is frozen, it shouldn’t be frozen, a five month old battery shouldn’t freeze like this.

I argued with the female parts person, and there was no manager at the store.  I said that I would come back when the manager was there on Monday, or that I would call the regional manager.

I was going to try to explain to the manager at NAPA, or the regional manager of NAPA, that for more than ten years, I have owned many vehicles at the same time, and I don’t have to replace new vehicle batteries after five months, maybe after four, five, or six years, but not at five months.  But then I thought to myself, I don’t want a replacement NAPA battery, so why even waste my time arguing with them.

I made up my mind that I will never buy another car battery from NAPA because they freeze even when new, and NAPA doesn’t warranty this.  But even if NAPA did warranty this, why would I want another battery from NAPA because they freeze even when they are new.  I will also try to not ever buy anything from NAPA again.

Local people in Dickinson, the manager of NAPA, and the regional manager of NAPA probably will not agree with me about what I am explaining, so here is a much better explanation about NAPA batteries from someone else:  https://www.contractortalk.com/f41/napa-batteries-never-again-379305/

Discovering That Your Co-Workers And Managers Are Convicted Felons In Dickinson, North Dakota

In a few of my blog posts, I have given the warning that before you accept a job in Dickinson, North Dakota, you need to look up your employer, managers, and co-workers on http://publicsearch.ndcourts.gov/ to see what kind of criminal record they have.

The local companies in Dickinson are well known for preferring to hire people who did four years in prison over people who did four years in college, for several different reasons.  They knowingly hire people who are convicted criminals because they like people who are more like themselves, rather than college graduates.  Also, the employers in Dickinson sometimes unwittingly hire people who have done some very bad things because they didn’t perform a background check on them.

The reason why this has come to my attention so much in Dickinson, is because when one of my co-workers or managers has behaved strangely, irresponsibly, or shown aberrant behavior, myself or one of my co-workers has looked them up.  Usually we find something that is kind of surprising, but then again it isn’t surprising, given how they have been behaving.

For instance, at one company where I had worked in 2013, a middle-aged woman who was my co-worker, was cursed out fairly severely by a younger man who had recently been promoted to manager.  As a result of this unprofessional behavior, she looked him up on the internet.  It turns out, that he had been convicted on two separate occasions for Felony Armed Robbery in Utah.

Not only had he not disclosed his two Felony Armed Robbery convictions on his job application, which is grounds for termination, he would not have been allowed to work for this company at all in the first place.  She contacted the out-of-state owners of this company, not the sleazy North Dakota regional manager who had hired and promoted this young man in the first place, and he was immediately let go.

The sleazy North Dakota regional manager didn’t last too much longer with this company either, once the out-of-state company owners found out that he was hiring and promoting convicted Felony Armed Robbers to management, instead of employees like me who had a degree in engineering, no criminal record, and a good amount of previous management experience.  But I am telling you again, local people in Dickinson are more comfortable hiring and promoting people who are more like themselves.

My second example, I have written about this before.  I was working for a large well-known local construction company in Dickinson in 2017.  A foreman, who was not my foreman and didn’t know me, was getting on to me in a way that he should not have been.  I looked him up on the internet, and I found out that he had been charged with Kidnapping and First Degree Murder in Arizona.

I doubted that this foreman who was fucking with me, disclosed on is job application with this Dickinson construction company, that he had been charged with Kidnapping and First Degree Murder in Arizona.  Why wasn’t he still in jail if this actually happened?  Because he agreed to turn witness for the prosecution in order to convict the other two people involved in the Kidnapping and Murder.

This local construction company in Dickinson had not performed a background check, and the owner of this construction company was surprised when I printed out this foreman’s criminal records and gave it to him.

The reason why I am writing this blog post, is because this past week I had a manager from a company that I work with, jump on me in a very unprofessional way for making a suggestion.  So I looked him up.  In California and Nevada, this manager had been convicted of a series of burglaries, check forgery, and making fake California driver’s licenses.

Once again, just like the manager who had been convicted of two Armed Robberies, or the foreman who had committed Kidnapping and Murder, this manager who had been convicted of Burglaries and Check Forgery, he was showing a lack of appropriate and necessary social skills in dealing with people, which made him stand and catch people’s attention as having something wrong with him.

To try to summarize this, when a company has someone in a management or supervisor position, and it comes to people’s attention that they are acting more like a criminal or someone who has been in prison because of their primitive or thug-like behavior, instead of using reasoning and social skills, people aren’t going to like it, and it is not going to work.

Customers, co-workers, and subordinates are especially not going to like it when they find out that a company has hired and promoted an Armed Robber, a Kidnapper and Murderer, a Burglar and Check Forger, instead of hiring someone normal with no criminal record who acts professionally and appropriately, and they have instead been left to deal with someone who acts like a thug, convict, or criminal.

The last example that I gave, of the manager who I recently discovered is a convicted Burglar and Check Forger, I am not going to say anything about this yet, because he is already in so much trouble with the company that he works for, that he will probably not have his job much longer.

In Dickinson, Every Day Is A Battle, And Life Is A War

About two years ago, I realized that living in Dickinson, every day is like a battle, and my life is like a war.

It seemed like every day, something bad happened.  A dispute, argument, disagreement, confrontation, altercation, accident…every day something bad happened.  Overall, adding all these days together, my life was like a war.

I also came to realize, that living in Dickinson was just like being in a prison work camp.  Most of the people that I would encounter in Dickinson during each day, were rough, uneducated, ignorant, low-class people, many of them with criminal records.  And, every day the Dickinson Police tried to follow me like I was a criminal, as if I was an inmate in a prison.

I told myself, that when I woke up in the morning, just like a prisoner getting ready to leave his cell, that I had better be prepared for all kinds of bad shit to happen, whether from the inmates, the guards, or the prison.  This came to be the mindset that I needed to have in order to live in Dickinson, because life played out like this every single day.

I don’t know if other people in Dickinson look at life this way, and think that this is normal.  This is not normal.  In order to convince myself that life is not supposed to be like this, I thought about how life used to be before I came to Dickinson.

I remembered back to when I was a kid in elementary school, middle school, and high school.  I remembered what college was like, what my early career was like, and when I got older and moved out to the western U.S.  There was always, always this same cycle, where both good things would happen, and bad things would happen, and the good things seemed to outweigh the bad things.

I had some problems in school, but I ended up doing very well in school.  I had some problems in college, but I graduated from engineering school.  I had some bad jobs after college, but eventually I had some good and high paying jobs.  When I left my career behind, I had some low points, but I also had some of the best times of my life, met very interesting people, and had new opportunities.  Despite bad things happening from time to time, good things happened too.

However, living in Dickinson, nothing changes, it is just bad, all the time.  The local people here, they hate people who are from someplace else, and they also hate each other.  The local people here who have had the advantage of inheriting money, land, or a business would rather hire or advance local people, people with no education and a criminal record, before they would allow someone from someplace else to get ahead.

The local people here with no education, criminal records, and their methamphetamine addiction always begin with the intention of undermining and running off people from someplace else.  Being a worker in Dickinson from someplace else, is like being in a bucket full of crabs, every time you get a claw on the edge of the bucket to try to pull yourself out, you get dragged back down by the other crabs.

The reason why I stay in Dickinson, is because it sucks so bad here, that no one wants to live here and work here, so the wages are higher than normal.  It’s like working in a coal mine, it is dangerous, miserable, and dirty, but it pays well.  Or it’s like working in the Middle East or Afghanistan where the people are barbaric savages, but it pays well.

More Reckless Driving, And What Are People In Dickinson, North Dakota?

At the apartment building where I live in downtown Dickinson, there are not enough parking spaces in the parking lot for each resident to have one.  Each night there are usually about ten residents who have to park their vehicle on the street beside the building.

Last week, a new resident in the apartment building parked his older Dodge sedan on the street on Saturday evening, and someone ran into it, completely destroying it, and then they drove away.  This resident’s vehicle was about  fifteen years old, and it was worth about $2,500.  I am sure that he did not have comprehensive insurance coverage on this vehicle because it was not worth very much.  So just like that, he was without a vehicle, out about $2,500, and probably without any money to buy a replacement vehicle.

About two months ago, I wrote about a foreigner resident in the apartment building where I live, getting his vehicle ticketed for being parked in the same spot on the street for more than 48 hours.  The battery in his vehicle was dead, and he did not understand that his vehicle was going to get towed if he didn’t move it to a different spot.  His vehicle got towed away, and within one week, the tow and storage fees were $405, and after that there no was chance that he was ever going to get his vehicle back.

This is a low-rent apartment building where I live, and it is sad to see that so many of my neighbors never get ahead.  It is like they take one step forward, and two steps back.  Every time they start to get back on their feet, they get knocked back down again.

One of the things that is so perilous about this neighborhood where I live, is the car crashes.  The street that I live on is not a main thoroughfare, the speed limit is 25 mph, and it is a straight road.  However, in the less than two years that I have lived in this neighborhood, there have been five car crashes next to where I live.

I thought back on everywhere that I had lived in my 47 years of life, prior to moving to this neighborhood in downtown Dickinson, and I counted five vehicle accidents on or around my previous residences.  In my seven years of living in Tampa with over 1 million people, there were only two vehicle accidents at the apartments where I lived.  In Dickinson, with less than 25,000 people, in less than two years there have been five vehicle accidents beside where I live.

Many people in Dickinson now are a special kind of stupid, it’s hard to explain exactly.  Historically, the people in Dickinson were farmers and blue-collar workers, these types of people normally have common sense.  The people in Dickinson though they might have been poor, they were not white-trash because they were honest and there was very little theft in Dickinson.

I don’t know how it happened, but all of a sudden it was like the offspring of the farmers and blue-collar workers in Dickinson had attention-deficit-hyperactivity-disorder, plus a methamphetamine addiction, making them run around and drive vehicles like weasels.

People used to be described as professional, white-collar, tradespeople, blue-collar, white, white-trash, red-neck, hillbilly, yankee, black, poor black, Hispanic, Asian etcetera, and these terms were sufficient to give an idea of the person’s characteristics.

Many people in Dickinson do not fall into any of the above categories or descriptions.  Many of the people in Dickinson could be described as ADHD meth addict weasels, because of their erratic, hyperactive, non-thinking, irresponsible, stupid, destructive behavior, especially when driving a vehicle.

Proposed Dickinson Town Square Moving To “Site B”

In today’s Dickinson Press newspaper I read an article that reported on some of the decisions that were made at the most recent Dickinson City Commission meeting.  In this blog post article I just want to focus attention on what was said about the proposed Dickinson Town Square.

After reading and re-reading this Dickinson Press newspaper article, it turns out that a decision was not made on the proposed Dickinson Town Square, rather there came to be a consensus of opinion among the City Commissioners, Downtown Dickinson Association, and Downtown Taskforce that their original and preferred plan to purchase three store-front buildings on Sims Avenue near Villard in order have enough combined space at the corner of Sims Avenue and Villard was going to be too expensive.

As a result of this consensus of opinion that the original and preferred location was going to be too expensive, the City Administrator was now going to determine the feasibility of using the original Town Square design plans, at another city owned location “on Third Avenue West” now being referred to as “Site B”.

I want to stop for a moment, and describe what I think is happening:

The Downtown Dickinson Association is a group of business owners and property owners who have businesses and property in downtown Dickinson.  These people would like to see steady or increased business in downtown Dickinson so that they can make money and have their property hold its value or increase in value.

To achieve its goals, the Downtown Dickinson Association would like to see beautification projects, improvement projects, building rehabilitation, increased occupancy, new businesses, good restaurants, family friendly businesses, good publicity, events that attract people, and activities for people downtown.

At the same time, the City of Dickinson and other organizations such as the Dickinson Chamber of Commerce, would also like to see the historic downtown district in Dickinson prosper, for such reasons as high property values downtown bringing in high property taxes, and an attractive downtown benefiting Dickinson overall.

However, the City of Dickinson, other organizations, and other individuals are not always going to place the interests of the Downtown Dickinson Association first, or before their own interests.  There are other locations in Dickinson that business owners and property owners want to remain important or increase in value, such as the T-Rex Mall area, the Prairie Hills Mall area, the North Hills area, and the Menards shopping area.

This “Site B”, in every newspaper article that I have read for the past year, it merely says “Site B is on Third Avenue West, across from American Bank Center”.  There is only one American Bank Center on Third Avenue West, and it is located at 12th Street West, in the T-Rex Mall parking lot.

After I had written and published this article, a reader left a comment stating that “Third Avenue West, across from the American Bank Center” was not the location of “Site B”.  The actual location of “Site B” is on 1st Avenue West, across from the American Bank Center.  This location is just up the street from the Rock Bar, very near where many of the Live At 5, and First On First concerts were held in the past five years.