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I’ve taken to walking down the Beach Road for exercise. The shaded promenade provided good cover against the sun and the distance allows you to work up a moderate sweat, while surveying the various vignettes of street life occurring in various locales. The free-lancers working the beach are mostly old as is their clientele of classic Cheap Charlies. The younger girls are really young and possibly jail bait. The ka-toeys are not so deceptive, but can be pushy with their invitations for a happy ending. None of these people pose a danger in the daylight. That task is left to the countless survey-takers for real estate concerns.

“Are you from here?” The girl smiles with a clipboard in her hand. She seems friendly enough. Most of them are pretty and you feel a little pity, when they tell you each survey earns them 20 baht. Soft-hearted men take the time 10-15 minutes to fill out the papers and think that’s that, however these girls are shills for rapacious land agents seeking for you to invest in a time-share.

These land sharks will call to announce that you have won a prize of a two-week vacation.

“Please come down to the office to pick up the tickets.”

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A Thai energy specialist has panicked Thia Visa forum fans with his prediction that gas prices will rise to 45 baht/liter in the next few days, as the cost of a barrel increases to $125/barrel. Diesel will level out at 38 baht according to his forecast. No one seems to be able to stop this trend. Certainly not the best friend of the Saudis; GW Bush.

For amber waves of grain.

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There are no subways in Pattaya. Only baht buses, This transit deficit would make it really hard for NYC’s champion groper to grope a lot in Pattaya, which is why after his release from prison Freddie Johnson resumed his touchie-feelie program on the Manhattan subways. Not every woman appreciated his attention and within two weeks he was once more arrested by the police. His 53rd time for this offense. The DA termed his crime as ‘transit grinding’ and the NY papers labeled Mr. Johnson as the Subway Rat. Both were stunned by the judge’s merely ordering him to undergo surveillance and electronic monitoring, feeling that such a habitual criminal should be placed under eternal state care at $100,000 per annum.

The judge went for the cheap solution, so ladies and some men watch your backsides.
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I have a Toyota Altis 1.8. The poor man’s BMW, although my Thai relative refer to the car as a souped-up taxi cab. Normally I drive from Pattaya to Chai-Nat detouring onto Route 7 to avoid the predatory cops on the elevated motorway, although sometimes when the traffic is light I zoom through Bangkok to cut 50 Kms off the trip. Once I was stopped by the police at the tollbooth. I had done nothing wrong, but the officer said something was amiss with my license plate. He tried to negotiate for a 1000 baht fine. I told him I had 100 baht. My wife had the rest. He waved me on with disgust.

Farang kee-neo.

The Nation reported that the motorway police have enlisted a new weapon into their repertoire.

The radar gun, so anyone going over the 120 KPH speed limit will be subjected to a fine, since the actual speed limit on the Motorway is 80 KPH.

Years ago I drove to Berlin through East Germany. The speed limit was 90. Any faster and the DDR cops stopped with with machine guns drawn to extort the $100 fine. This announcement by the Thai cops mean they will be turning back the clock to the time of Emil Honecker, the DDR dictator.

“Do not fear, we will not be going after anyone traveling faster than 120,” the leading police officer assured the public. “We are only after habitual speeders.”

Habitual means everyone.

In 2007 over 29,000 speeding violations were prosecuted to the fullest penalty of 500 baht. More than 5000 were women and the police said nearly 61,000 violators were caught by radar, meaning you have a 50/50 chance of not having the fine by blowing past the cops if you can outrun them. The fastest radared by 227 KPH, which is well below the European record set by a BMW 7 series at 325 KPH on the French Autoroute outside Strasbourg. The fastest I’ve driven on the Bangkok motorway is 170 KPH and I once drove a VW GTI Golf at 240 on the Belgian highway. I thought the speedometer was broken.

Not to worry too much about this new crackdown. The police are targeting cars twice a day, twice a week or four times a week at rush hours and never on Saturdays and Sundays when they’re recovering from hangovers financed from their unreported traffic stops plus the police are supposedly going to post signs saying ’speed traps ahead’ in Thai and English.

Doesn’t get any better than that.

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PM Samak has been speaking his mind freely and certain people have been telling the PM to hoop barg or shut up. He even went so far as to cancel his weekly interview supposedly because his wife told him he was making as bigger fool of himself than Obama’s Reverend Wright.

Some reporters suggested that it wasn’t his wife but pu-yai or big people who suggested that the fiery PM shut his hole, but he said, “Nope, just that dumb bitch, my wife.”

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I like Campbell’s Tomato Soup, especially if you add milk as suggested by the directions. It almost tasted home-made and everyone ate it in 1964. The rich, the poor, the in-between, so I was pleased to read in Life Magazine that a New York artist had painted large portraits on the popular soup can. My mother thought Andy Warhol’s works was funny, but my father regarded the paintings as trash.

“I bet you could do as a good version with your crayons,” my father said the same thing about movies without ever letting me touch his Bell & Howell movie camera. He bet my next-door neighbor $5 I could replicate the painting to perfection. After all my grade in art at St. Mary’s of the Foothills. I got out my crayons and a large white sheet on paper as well as a ruler and a compass. I wanted to do this right, because while the big paintings cost $1500 an autographed can of the real soup only cost $6 and I already had $2.

Andy Warhol had only used four colors; red, black, white, and gold. I had no trouble with the first three, however couldn’t get the gold stars right no matter how much I tried and forget the gold inlaid into the word ‘SOUP’. My ten attempts to mimic his paintings ended up thrown into the trash can. Andy Warhol was a real artist like Van Gogh or Michaelangelo and the entourage surrounding him in the factory were like circus entertainers without the lions, tigers, and trapeze, although one long-haired poet had a whip. They made movies about nothing. Sometimes the girls were naked. Other times the men. None of these films appeared at the South Shore Drive-In and I wanted to runaway to New York to join the freaks, except I was trapped in a suburb south of Boston. I was only 12.

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Nothing says you’re screwed in a foreign country more than getting arrested by the police, although in Thailand if you have money then you’re luckier than most, because you can pay your way out of jail.

Bail.

But nothing says you’re fucked more than getting send to prison and for a good blog of this subject go to the following URL

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This is as close as any of us want to go.

No beds, no forks, no freedom and close living quarters.

Certainly not another day in paradise.

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Frank Sinatra had little respect for the Press, especially after a female Australian reporter slept with him to get a story. It wasn’t about his toupee. Old Blue Eyes later caught flak for saying, “All reporters are whores.”

Most politicians shared this sentiment and none more obvious than Thailand’s Prime Minister Samak who asked a female reporter, “Did you have sinful sex last night?”

She didn’t lower herself with a retort, probably since most Bangkok professionals, male and female, have sacrificed their romantic life for careers and also she might have been stumped as to what constituted sinful sex or pet sam-pan ga-lee the last word referring to Shiva’s wicked wife, Kali.

The prime minister confessed that he was a straight talker, but didn’t see anything wrong with using sexual connotations in his criticisms of reporters or his use of crude language such as Tham (Low), Heng Suay (Suck) or Laeo (Bad).

“I call it as I see it.” This attitude has earned the respect of the lower classes who hold the media in contempt.

And with good reason.

Anyone who has been told too many lies can never believe the truth.

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The now not-so-new Thai government has been pushing for the legalization of casino to reap the ill-gotten gains of the various casinos dotting the Thai border. 8 casinos in Poipet alone and none of them as glamorous as Reno, because no one goes to Poipet for the magic.

Thais love to gamble whether betting on football games, boxing matches, the lottery or playing cards. The nation loves Man United for its winning ability to beat the point spread and rail against Man City’s failure to repeat their crosstown rival’s propensity for victory. Chok dii or good luck is considered as valuable as a good education and Thais go to extraordinary lengths to assure their fortune, such as mystical tattoos and spiritual penis amulets. Many gamblers ask monks to divine numbers for the underground lottery or huay dtai din through an astute regard for how many times a dog wags its tail to the number of eggs a chicken lays. Anything to keep chok raii or bad luck at bay.

It’s estimated that 70% of the adult population gamble. mostly playing pok deng, a simple card game where two cards are dealt and then a third to see who gets closest to nine. Gambling is illegal in Thailand and the police routinely raid villages to arrest small time card sharks. Sometimes with only several hundred baht in the pot. Maybe a little more slides sideways for tea money or sin bon.

Many farangs have witnessed their good girlfriend suddenly becoming more devoted to cards than a Carmelite nun to Jesus and the first signs of this are vanishing possessions. Money from your wallet. The TV and the traditional, “Someone stole my motorcycle.”

Despite this rampant madness the present Thai government is considering the legalization of casinos in Chiang Mai, Phuket, and Pattaya to compete with the Cambodian gaming halls along the border crossings most notably in Poipet. Politicians figure if anyone deserves to bilk the Thai people, then it’s the Thais.

Thai Rak Thai indeed.

My uncle had casinos in the south of France and said no one ever won in the long run.

I discovered that on a disastrous trip to Perlata outside of Barcelona. Lost everything.

All you have to do is see the shoes of the gamblers tramping from Cambodia to know that the house always wins.

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Most people lie about their weight and height. Even fewer men will admit to surfing the internet for porno, despite 99% of the sites on the Web are geared for that purpose. XXX is certainly more entertaining than youtubes.com, but all pleasures have their limit, except for a Japanese government worker with so many visits to porno sites that he should have gotten a medal.

Instead his 780,000 visits in 9 months earned the 57 year-old a monthly salary reduction of $190 from his employer, the local council, who discovered the worker’s furious foray into the cyberworld of sex after the system was infected with a virus. The Kinokawa government should have been using Macs instead of PCs, since most viruses target Windows programs.

Obviously his productivity must have suffered during this binge, then again he was a bureaucrat and how hard can it be pushing around paper in a paperless world?

At his peak the man was accessing 20 sites a minute.

Probably for a personal research project.

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