The Pattaya Times released an article last month about the death of Thaksin. The rumor of his demise gained legs with the appearance of his sister entering her Pattaya condo in black along with whispered stories of his family attempting to smuggle his body into Chiang Mai for cremation rites. The date of his death is supposedly April 29, however photos recently hit the internet of his shopping spree in Paris.
Shop until you drop.
Another rumor from the mouths of the uninformed is that the renegade general leading the red shirt was killed by a foreign sniper.
“I am a shooter.” I was speaking with a mercenary at the Buffalo Bar. The girls asked about my dog Champoo. The military auxiliary name was Charlie. He thought they were talking about him. “I saw that shot on videotape. Seh Daeng was surrounded by scores of people. The shot took off the top of his head and hit no one else. Only six people in the world could have made that hit.”
He didn’t say their names.
The other urban legend is that shopping malls burnt after the surrender of the red shirt leaders were arsoned by their owners to recoup on losses during the month-long confrontation. More tales will hit the mills in the days to come, but for the moment I’m glad to be with my sin in Jomtien.
My love for him is strictly the truth.