There are some things that I just love about North Dakota. North Dakotans tend to have a no nonsense approach to life. There isn’t a lot of hemming and hawing or pissing and moaning – if something needs to be done they tend to just do it. Case in point, the West Fargo folks who tackled an alleged car thief after he hit a pole in the car he was in and set off to run away (see the story on InForum here). While he did take fligt he was eventually tackled and detained by three men that lived in the neighborhood where he hit the pole.
I have to say, “DARN STRAIGHT!” I love that! We do not tolerate no stinkin’ criminals…not here in North Dakota. We are not passive observers who don’t want to get involved. If you want to break the public trust by committing a crime then expect that the public might just feel obliged to make sure you don’t get away with it.
Now, before you warn me that my position presents a slippery slope that could result in rampant vigilantism, I will state clearly that I am not supporting vigilantism. I am merely reporting and applauding the identity of North Dakota – an identity that is a do something identity. They say, “Don’t mess with Texas!” Really? Texas ain’t got nothin’ on us (I am speaking in Texas vernacular for effect – if I had a ten gallon hat I would put that on as well – perhaps I need a cute cowboy to round out the total Texas effect). Texas cannot compete for a number of reasons, but the primary reason is that it is filled with Texans. The magic of North Dakota is her people. Texas can never be as big a bad ass as we are because our bad assedness – and yes, I created that word right now for my own selfish purposes – is not about might or fire power it is about character. Texas can’t touch that.
So if you are thinking of commiting a crime in North Dakota – think twice. And remember, we have a wood chipper and we know how to use it. 😉
Day six hundred and eighty-two of the new forty – obla di obla da