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So I was in a hurry to catch my flight to the States
and I found myself hastily exiting an establishment in lower Sukhumvit when the
sidewalk was blocked by a malodorous, mid-sized elephant with beady eyes and
ears in the shape of Thailand and which apparently thought he had the God-given
right-of-way on the sidewalk and that I would gladly buy him some overpriced
bananas to make him step aside so I thought well screw you Dumbo I got a plane
to catch and I don't do blackmail especially not on lower Sukhumvit and you
can't go much lower than Sukhumvit if you see what I mean so I grabbed the
arrogant son of a bitch by his thick, grey smarmy snout and spun the fat bastard
around and around and the pathetic pachyderm started squealing and shrieking
like a Tequila-fed hooker taking it where the sun don't shine but too late fat
boy you shouldnda pissed me off and when I let him go he sailed off down soi
7/1 and smashed into Eden Club
and the club’s front wall collapsed and beds came
crashing down and the mostly naked girls came screaming out one of which I heard
later got fatally pierced along with her client when Dumbo landed on the dildo
she had just strapped on and people were running and shouting and screaming in
different languages and a vendor's cart with hairy red rambutans and
pollution-caked green mangos got smashed along with the vendor and the mahout
was coming at me waving a mean-looking serrated knife and screaming and I
thought fuck this scene so I jumped into a taxi and headed for my plane where
all was well or at least the drugs were starting their long erratic hike back
down the hill when the sweet, smiling Thai stewardess in a Viagra-blue pasin
with Cialis-yellow stripes came over and asked if I wanted coffee or tea and I
had just said coffee when we heard another stewardess shout hysterically to a
guy (who resembled Dave the Rave) about to enter a bathroom, "Hey! You aren't business class!" and then both
stewardesses and some stewards surrounded the guy and beat the living shit out
of him and then dragged his body off toward economy class and the stewardess
came back with my coffee and a big Thai smile and just a smudge or two of the
guy’s blood on her pasin and asked if I would like sugar and milk and I said I'm
glad to see some airlines enforce their regulations about bathrooms and she said
she really liked guys with wrinkles and receding hairlines and could she sit
next to me and I said sure and she reached down and threw a middle-aged Chinese
chick out of the next seat and sat next to me and placed her hand on my lap and
immediately John-among-the-maids AKA Bamboo Johnny sprang to life and I asked
her if it would be all right to undress her and she said sure and I reached over
but then the drugs started kicking in again and I thought shit fuck this scene
so when the Chinese chick smacked the stewardess into oblivion with the fire
extinguisher the sound woke me up and I found that one more Soi Cowboy chick had
put a wet towel on my bathroom door rack which can only hold very little weight
no more than panties and a bra never never a wet towel never so
the rack had hit the floor with a bang so I will have to find somebody to write
in Thai for me Bras & Panties Only and put the sign up over the sink just
below the ant-infested elk head with the glassy black eyes and the Winchester
round in the forehead because I am tired of
this shit and I need some shuteye but while she was taking her shower and
singing which sounded like a water buffalo in heat my cellphone rang and it was
a guy I know, an English film director making a Thai movie and he wants me to
jump in a taxi and head out past the old airport right away to be an extra in
his movie and it won’t take long he says because I get pistol-whipped and shot
dead by a bank robber in the first minute of the film and he doesn’t have a
budget to pay extras but he’ll put in a good word for me with number 51 at
Sheba’s the one with legs longer than the legs of the Giant Swing at Wat Suthat
and when they finish shooting I can have the pistol if I want but then my
battery went dead and I thought fuck that shit and now the drugs are winding
their merry way out of my system and a Xanax or three will fix me up in no time
and I will never never again do uppers and downers and black Russians to fight
off jetlag nope never but I can’t sleep because the guy next door is playing
Beethoven’s 5th too loud or maybe it’s the 7th or maybe
it’s the theme from Exodus but whatever the fuck it is it’s too fucking loud so
I go next door to ask the fucker to turn down the music, trying to remember the
Thai words for that, trying so hard I forgot I wasn’t wearing anything except my
Jatakham amulet so when his wife opens the door she screams like I was a rapist
or some such shit and the guy chases me all the way back into my apartment but
trips on my welcome mat and knocks himself out when his head smashes against the
wall on the way down and his two fat little kids are crying hysterically and his
wife is screaming at me in some kind of northeast dialect comprehensible only to
people living in remote villages along the Thai-Laotian border and the guy is
still out cold and turning a kind of color like the patina on old Buddhas and
the chick in the shower runs out wearing nothing but a fraying green towel which
I thought looked really neat contrasting as it did with her brothel-brown skin
and the towel slipped beneath her breasts and her nipples projected boldly
skyward at about the same angle of elevation as the gun emplacements the Vietnamese had on
the hills above Dien Bien Phu when they surrounded the French but I thought fuck
this scene that’s it I’m off uppers and downers and Wild Turkey on the rocks and
black Russians forever and ever but then….
Where was I? Oh, yeah, so from what I can see and
from what I've heard from bar owners the overall view is quite good for a lot of
the bars during off season. On Fridays and Saturdays at least.
Several bars on Soi Cowboy were packed and others were well over half full of
customers. Unfortunately for local punters more and more of the bars are packed with free-spending Japanese guys
thereby raising prices for one and all but what can you do? Somebody's got
to pay for all those water buffalo struck by lightning; better them than me.
On a recent Friday, it was very difficult to find a seat in the Long Gun
despite how uncomfortable the seats are for those of us with long legs.
Suzie Wong has some good looking ladies and was also quite full. The
Cactus Bar, well, not so full, in fact, close to empty, but it was early and I
must give them this: there was not an overweight dancer in the place while I was
there nor were any of the girls overburdened with apparel.
Things are not quite so great for bar owners on Walking
Street in Pattaya, however, as there are - wait for it - no fewer than 17 bars
for sale. Yes, folks, as with Korean delis and Starbucks and 7/11's sooner
or later too much of a good thing is too much period. It does seem that the
bar scene has entered a kind of Twilight Zone or maybe just a period of waiting
to see which way the wind blows. Sometimes the police arrive and shut bars
at one in the morning; other times two o'clock is fine. TIT
I was in Sheba's the other night and it was packed and the girls were
fortunately not overburdened with clothes. Khun Duang is dearly missed
from the special show but she left, apparently to be somebody's true love, who
knows? But there were lots and lots of ladies. Why? Because
the owner of Sheba's also owns the Apache Bar and while the Apache Bar is
under renovation the girls from Apache have moved to Sheba's. Now you
know. And I must not forget to thank Peter the owner who also owns the
Olde Dutch for having the pay for view fight for free on Sunday morning of
Oscar De La Hoya and Floyd Mayweather Jr. Meaweather won by a split
decision. In my opinion, it was a great fight and a draw, or at best De La
Hoya should have won for being the more aggressive. It was such an
interesting fight with few clinches, no long clinches at all, superwelterweight,
and De La Hoya lived up to reputation of hand speed but Mayweather lived up to
his reputation for slipping and evading like none other. De La Hoya just
needed a better jab. Great fight.
Here it is: the new the colorful Spanky's! Anyway, the neon
signs outside and lighting inside look great. And the girl in the picture,
Wan, is indeed very sweet. But unlike some of the other bars the night I
was at Nana, it wasn't even half full. Maybe prettier dancers would do it.
Not sure. Same owner I believe has transformed the neon of Our Place
bar on Soi Cowboy. He sure does spend on the neon. But there are
similarities in all five of his bars: Great looking neon, so so looking women.
Hint to owner: Cruise over to Doll House or Shark Bar and steal
some of their cuties. Your business might pick up.
A friend back from Manila speaks of a very active nightlife scene with
beautiful women but with barfine prices, etc., much higher than those of
Bangkok. Anyone else can confirm this?
The Quiet American being shown in Hanoi at a film festival. I have
to shake my head and have a cup of coffee over that one. I hope I live long
enough to see my books distributed in Vietnam esp. I'd like to know how the
Vietnamese enjoy The Go Go Dancer who Stole My Viagra & other Poetic
Tragedies of Thailand. Maybe they'll make a film out of it themselves.
Animated? How about a book The Former Viet Cong who Stole My Viagra &
other Poetic Tragedies of Vietnam? As the world turns, the mind
A chick behind the bar of The
Texas Lone Staar Saloon had a T-shirt that said:
"Don't start with me; you can't win." She was right; I couldn't.
And, jumping a topic, have you noticed that much of the sidewalk along Sukhumvit has been torn up and piled up. Does this mean some
improvements are coming or did they simply decide to ship the stones somewhere
else? Or is somebody stealing the sidewalk? At least we Americans would have signs everywhere saying something
like: "Sorry for the inconvenience" (although we are never really sorry) "We're building a
better tomorrow" (blah, yuck!).
Isn't is nice that Thailand has in some respects come of age? I mean
even in the Bangkok Post there are ads for fetish clubs and "the fetish
experience." And the doms often sit outside at night just like
housewives taking a break after doing the dishes. Yep, this country has
changed since when I first arrived; when I first arrived I was the
tallest structure in Bangkok. And speaking of "sadeet" I performed the
first genuine masochistic act in my life the other day: I sat through the
dreary and loooong Spiderman 3. My excuse is that I had jetlag
and needed to stay awake in the afternoon so I could sleep at night. So
I figured that would be a good way. Hanuman in the Nation gave
the film a glowing review. Maybe Hanuman is five years old? And, by the way, did you see the new
film of the King's anthem to which we stand before the movie? It has
Muslims and a mosque as well as Buddhists. Nothing wrong with that but
it is a sign of the times, is it not?
We live in parlous times. God, did I say "parlous"? Yes, I did.
I must be reading the New York Times again. Sometimes I come upon
a word which I just have to have, you know like when you walk into a go go bar
and see the girl of your dreams up on stage and you just know you gotta
barfine her? Same same with words. Certain words turn me on the
same way. I mean let your Thai main squeeze say the word "parlous" in
your ear three times and see if that doesn't get you parlously close to an
erection. I wonder if I am the only one who regards the Merriam-Webster
site as a porn site? I guess it's true: writers are weird.
True story: A friend of mine, fluent in Thai, went with his girlfriend back
to her upcountry Issarn town to meet her folks. There was a carnival
nearby and a ferris wheel and the girl's sister asked if Jack (not his real
name) would take her for a ride. So the two of them took the ride
together and while on it the girl turned to Jack and said, "Do you like my
sister?" Jack said, "Sure." The girl said, "Do you love my
sister?" And Jack said, "um, sure." The girl said "Do you plan to
marry my sister?" And Jack said, "Um, uh, that's a real possibility."
And the girl said, "I think you should give some serious thought to your
intentions toward my sister." Jack assured her he would. The girl
asking the questions was seven years old. Whew, they do learn fast,
Khun Leigh's Corner
Khun Leigh is a
savvy local expat who keeps in shape by hitting most of the bars of Nana Plaza
as often as possible. From his vast experience, he will enlighten and
entertain us with his recollections of the bar scene be they humorous, tragic or
somewhere in between.
Those Generous Sponsors
A very common topic of conversation among
local guys is the strange phenomenon of men who don’t live in Thailand full time
but who send money every month to an entertainment provider. We refer to these
guys as “sponsors” or “providers” but generally the girls just call them “farangs.”
Well, there are some less flattering terms we use for these guys but, heck, this
is my first column and I am trying to be nice!
Last week I was chatting with a lovely young
lass I have known for a year or so who works in a Bangkok Beer Bar. She was
quite depressed as her best friend had just left the bar, and if there is one
thing that keeps these girls going it's having a close friend in the workplace
to pass the time with. As it turns out, her friend has quit working at the bar
because she has a sponsor from England who is sending her money every month.
This girl is actually quite lovely and has a pretty nice Thai boyfriend as well.
He is a decent sort and the 4 of us have gone bowling a number of times. The
English sponsor comes to Thailand 2 or 3 times a year for a couple weeks at a
clip, so she will be free 90% of the time.
What I found most interesting was that most of the “sponsors” I have met
actually think that by sending money to the girl every month they are literally
putting her up on a shelf away from other men. However in this case, as in many
cases, the exact opposite is true. She now doesn’t need to worry about money so
she has quit the bar. Her Thai boyfriend also has quit his job as a construction
worker as there is plenty of money for both of them. She now doesn’t have to
work, gets to live full time with the love of her life, and spends a few weeks
a year traveling to Phuket and Ko Samui with her sponsor. A perfect life by any
gal’s standards. My friend in the bar tells me this a a very common scenario for
these types of cases. When I commented to her that she has a perfect life with
no worries, she said that she still has one real worry. She worries about what
her boyfriend will be doing (and WHO he will be doing it with) during the time
she spends with her sponsor.
So to all you sponsors and providers out
there, you really are doing a great service.! The gal doesn’t have to work, the
Thai boyfriend gets to quit his job too, and the lovers get to spend their days
and nights living a life of leisure. Please keep the money coming and don’t
forget that Dean and I are not above accepting donations ourselves. I guarantee
we would use the money on the necessities of life!
so now in addition to warning people beforehand as to how much violence or
profanity or sex a movie has, Big Brother in Hollywood has said they will soon
also warn us about movies that have smoking in them. Jesus Christ, what
next, warn us when a sexy woman is facing the camera or wearing red lipstick?
Stop overprotecting the masses, for Christ's sake.
have to get my tones right. I got to practice. I just went into a
Starbucks and when the girl behind the counter gave me my muffin in a bag, I
said "Do you have a tray?" Khun mee that mai, Khap? I asked
twice and she was obviously a bit perplexed, then she said "Oh, thaaaat."
Because of the wrong tone, I had asked her if she had any slaves
(that!). I had trouble with that word before. Why is it
Chinese tones seem so normal to me but Thai tones always give me trouble?
Although it isn't just me. When my friend Paul was a cameraman on a
recent film he warned the lighting people to be careful about the shadows.
Paul speaks fluent Thai but his tones are not always spot on, so while he
thought he was saying be careful about the shadows (ngau) he was using the
wrong tone and was saying be careful about being lonely (ngau). So it
is, folks, the one you been reading about, the one who will make you rich, the
one a woman in Thailand lost her life over in a stampede to get one:
Jatukarm Ramathep. This is the latest craze among Thais.
Small children wear them during exams, and everybody who has one expects to be
wealthy. Well, maybe if I pray to Jatukarm the sidewalk along Sukhumvit
Road will get fixed. Or beer prices will go down. Or Asia Books
will distribute my books properly. Meanwhile, I'll just keep wearing my usual
Buddha image, thank you just the same.
This was the first picture I took when I got back from the States.
I was sitting at Big Dogs and
I looked at the picture I thought oh shit the camera is screwed up, my new
digital camera, no less, relatively new, anyway, but then I realized it was
just the effect of the mist of tiny water drops Big Drops I mean Big Dogs
turns on for us to keep us cool during the hot season. Funny thing is if
you click on it I think you'll agree it's better this way, more mysterious and
atmospheric. Maybe that's the best way to see Nana Plaza, anyway,
through a hazy mist.
The Bookhouse at Nana Square on Sukhumvit soi 3 corner has closed.
I think it began losing money from day one because of the location.
Always sad to see a bookstore closing. However Bookazine is opening yet
another store in Jumtien, their second, and Asia Books has opened down a lane
off Walking Street in Pattaya, their second in Pattaya, I believe.
So a Thai ministry is trying to sue YouTube. (Think Ahab chasing Moby
Dick.) Are they going to sue
every site on the internet that criticizes the King? It makes no sense
and is just a case of a ministry chasing its own tail. At taxpayer
expense. There are "inappropriate" buttons on YouTube. If they
stop blocking the site, and thousands of Thais hit those buttons, YouTube will
take them down. But the posters will of course post on other sites
because the Ministry has in their eyes made a challenge to freedom of
expression. Didn't this same ministry ban a book on Thailand or was that
another one? What
a waste of taxpayer money this ministry is.
Anyway, it seems YouTube has
seen the light (or the possible loss of profits) and decided to take down all
the videos defaming the King. I don't like censorship but it would be
nice if foreigners understood the difference between attacking a Thai prime
minister with lewd, vulgar videos and attacking the King with those kinds of
videos. Now this minister is demanding the names of the guys who
uploaded the videos to YouTube. A real egotistical Ahab, all right.
Rush Limbaugh has been playing a song called Barack the Magic Negro,
to the tune of Puff the Magic Dragon. Duh, excuse me, but can
anyone say Don Imus three times fast? I suspect Rush is a slow learner.
And I have to share this below with you. A New York feminazi
commented on Amazon.com regarding Thailand: Land of Beautiful Women:
Yawn. Just sounds like typical white-guy rationalizations for
, April 30, 2007
preferring women who prefer HIM, and any "oh-so-handsome" Western
men like him. Wouldn't you too be smitten if a certain type of woman
seems to fawn all over you and your kind? And then he has to write a
book all about them? And yeah, the woman on the cover does look like
If you read all the reviews here, you begin to notice a common
thread amongst a number of the reviewers: disdain for "feminists"
and "Western women". Men such as these like to throw these terms
around as "insults". Well, this feminist, western woman isn't
bothered at all by your "preference". To me, it just speaks volumes
about the particular reviewers.
Note: If you really believe the poor bitch isn't bothered by our
"preference" I've got two towers in the city where she lives to sell to you.
If she isn't bothered then why bother to reply? My question would be if she's not a lesbian what is she doing reading
Thailand: Land of Beautiful Women? Although I can't blame her for
being miffed; she been outclassed in charm, looks, grace, smile, you name it.
Actually, when a review isn't specifically about the book in question and is
gratuitously insulting or someone is obviously pursuing their own agenda,
Amazon will remove the review if the publisher or author requests it.
But I like to leave them all up there; it's part of the fun. I have
nothing at all against white women but as Whore House Charlie used to say,
"Looking at a white woman is the first step to homosexuality." And, yeah,
sweetie, it's true: I'm a hansum man. Now rejoin your feminazi
friends and go back to babbling
about Relationships, Commitment, Communication and, oh, yes, Empowerment. Yaaawn.
ONE NIGHT IN BANGKOK by Chris Coles, courtesy
Yet another ABAC poll, this time telling us Thais are not so happy anymore.
Maybe if there were fewer useless ABAC polls they would be happy again.
I have a strange
letter, well, actually, a very strange letter, from someone we'll call
Sam. Sam sent me a long letter and said he wants to come back to Thailand
but he can't because "Well, I don't know. I have a very special problem with the
Thai Princess. I have stolen one of the dogs of this LADY; her Royal Highness
Princess Maha Chakri Sirindhorn and her dogs. Now I am a persona
non grata in Thailand!" And he sent this picture. Sam, please,
please, enlighten us, I beseech thee. How did you steal one of the
dogs of Her Royal Highness, why did you steal one of the dogs and how
did they catch you? Assuming you are not putting me on or high on
great uppers that the Beats would have died for, please fill in the blanks in
your next letter. Your real name will never pass my lips.
Another letter writer says: "I want to comment on your Islam
hate which you express on your website constantly. Wait for my next
OK, I'll wait, but meanwhile may I comment that I have no hate for Muslims
unless they are the terrorist type. How, for example, could anybody
hate Indonesian women? Yummy! I simply try to counteract the
bullshit of leftists and political correctness artists and propaganda-spinners
to point out what is really going on and why. And I say that Western
policies do not cause Islamofascism but rather it is the Jihad imperative within
Islamic theology which is the problem and has been the problem since the 7th
century. In fact, supporting the
moderate Muslims such as the women who have stood up to Islamofascism or who
have had to flee is what we should all be doing. Is there such as thing as
"moderate Muslims"? You betcha:
In Pakistan, an estimated
100,000 people demonstrated on April 15 in
Karachi, the country's largest city, to protest the plans of a powerful
mosque in Islamabad, the Lal Masjid, to establish a parallel court system based
on Islamic law, the Shari‘a. "No to extremism," roared the crowd. "We will
strongly resist religious terrorism and religious extremism," exhorted Altaf
Hussain, leader of the Mutahida Qaumi Movement, at the rally.
In Turkey, more than a million
moderate Muslims in five marches protested the bid of the Justice and
Development Party (AKP) to take over the presidency of the republic, giving it
control over the two top government offices (the other being the prime ministry,
currently filled by Recep Tayyip Erdoğan).
Stacy Sullivan, the author of a
book on Albanian-Americans, said that a handful of Islamic hardliners arrived in
Kosovo after the American intervention and attempted to spread radical Islam.
She said they found little, if any, interest and that Albanians derisively
dubbed them the “pajama people,” a reference to their traditional clothes.
Doctor Daniel Pipes sums it up nicely: "Is it not telling that great
numbers of moderate Muslims see danger where so many non-Muslims are blind? Do
developments in Pakistan and Turkey not confirm my oft-repeated point that
radical Islam is the problem and moderate Islam the solution? And do they not
suggest that ignorant non-Muslim busybodies should get out of the way of those
moderate Muslims determined to relegate Islamism to its rightful place in the
dustbin of history?"
here in Thailand, as usual, the government gets down on its
knees to please Muslim fanatics and to obey their demands in the south of
the country. All the Muslims have to do is demonstrate or block a
road and demand that suspects are released. Very sad that the Thai
government has to learn the hard way that appeasement doesn't work with
Muslim fanatics. However much it may hurt liberal ears and sensibility,
you kill them before they can kill you. However, there was a
counter-demonstration by Buddhists sick of such nonsense and I think the
vast majority of Thais are way ahead of the government on this one. And,
of course, you read of the seven Rangers blown up and shot in the head in
southern Thailand by Muslim terrorists. One crawled away so they shot him
too. Two days later they killed two policemen and civilians, teachers,
Buddhist monks, rubber planters, Muslim village chiefs friendly toward the Thai
government, etc., etc., etc.
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Last column's quote was from Journey to the End of the Night by Celine. I
gave clues to the sounds of the author's name "say...lean" and clues to the
title. Five folks got it right. Two of those got something out of
getting it right.
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travel farther than a friend's love." Hint: The moon can be
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