Thailand Nightlife Roundup

Welcome to my website.  Unlike the universe, this website has a purpose: to offer rants, tirades, opinions and discussion about books on Thailand, give an overview of nightlife in Thailand and, yes, to provide a few news items which might not appear elsewhere.  And to have some fun.

Bar, club and restaurant owners who would like to send material on their special events, birthday bashes, anniversary parties, etc., are welcome to do so but please remember men in Thailand are a bit jaded so if you’re just going to offer the usual free gourmet food and free full band entertainment and free beautiful and eager-to-please women, well, the lads have been there, done that. So do try to offer potential patrons something special. ;-)

There is a contest every two weeks when this column appears and the first to answer the question correctly or identify a photograph correctly will receive vouchers worth at least 3,500 baht in food and drink, i.e., 500 baht each, from Larry's Dive, Shadow Bar, The Old Dutch, the Big Mango, Electric Blue, The Duke of Wellington pub, and Bourbon Street Restaurant. The prizes will build up in case anyone doesn't win it immediately so the bonanza for the eventual winner could get quite interesting.  It will double to 7,000 and, if still no winner, to 10,500, etc.  Second prize is a "I Support Single Moms" T-shirt.  And please remember a part of all money received from the sale of my books goes to needy Thais (in the form of payment to go go dancers, waitresses and hostesses).

This contest's first prize is worth 7,000 baht in food and drink vouchers!


Repercussions and an Urgent Appeal

There is nothing new I can add to what is happening in Thailand.  PAD closed the airports thereby costing people money and causing inconvenience.  All true.  But remember one thing: Taksin's brother-in-law, the present prime minister, and his cronies have been working to undue all the work of judges and the Thai legal system over the past 18 months and are even trying to change Thailand's laws so the corrupt convict, Taksin, can come back and steal more money and his party will not be dissolved and all those found guilty of corruption, etc., will be free and clear.  The only reason this hasn't happened already is thanks to PAD.  And please note because of the closure of the airports, Khun Nana is stranded in Angeles City, Philippines, so he has no new column this time around.  I suppose if one need be stranded there are few better places than AC.

The S&M bars around town are not so affected by the closure of the airports as locals go there, however, the four or five Houses of Domination in Bangkok have most of their customers coming in from Europe and the United States.  Which means right now they have no new customers and the doms have nobody to punish.  A sad state of affairs, indeed.  So if you were planning to give yourself a Christmas treat or New Year treat by going to a House of Domination please move the date up and go NOW.  Please make sure the doms at these venerable institutions have enough work to do.





Those lovely Mojos coyote dancers are at it again. 

Da, the wife of the owner Bob, was having a fun birthday.


This lady is a Dollhouse dancer on Soi Cowboy.  Not quite sure why she is dressed in a Budweiser dress because she wasn't selling any beer but, hey, TIT (This is Thailand).


I spent some time on a Thursday night at Nana Plaza and along Sukhumvit, soi 4.  Big Dogs was doing very well and Angelwitch was filling up fast.  And, no doubt, a few other bars were doing OK but for the most part there were not many customers and as some of the mamasans assured me, business sucks.  In the old days, of course, it was Patpong Road.  Then Patpong fell to the Night Market, touts, ripoff upstairs bars, and hordes of tourists.  Nana Plaza took off and Soi Cowboy was something of an afterthought.  Now, Soi Cowboy is more the place to be for lively action and of course their great advantage is that the ladies are allowed to be skimpily dressed which, for the most part, they are not in Nana Plaza.  Even Rainbow 4 with lots of good-looking women had few customers.  I always found that bar a bit cold in atmosphere and always prefer a bar with its own personality.  Angelwitch has a personality, so does Rawhide on Cowboy, so does Cactus Bar, for that matter.  But there are too many bars now to survive by just have some girls dancing. It looks as if some of the owners and managers haven't figured that out yet.  I see the Joy Bar on Soi Cowboy has spent time and money renovating a couple of rooms upstairs over the bar.  Thoughtful and convenient.


When I went to Electric Blue on Patpong 2 I was happy to see Noy again.  He is the photographer I first met three decades ago on Patpong and he is still at it!  I first met him in the 1970's and he had the same smile and same good attitude.  I don't suppose he has pictures from that era left over but if he does they would be fun to see.



Not a pretty word, is it?  And sometimes I get criticized for using it.  But, if fact, I do that to be fair to women.  Because especially when I lived in New York City I would sometimes discuss or debate or argue issues with women.  And I began to realize that the word "feminist" has lost its meaning.  There is a spectrum, stretching at the one end from the women who believe as I do that women should be paid equally for equal work, women should have a right to an abortion (it's their body!), etc.  No problem.  On the other end of the spectrum, we have women who hate men so much the hatred is coming out of their ears.  They also think of themselves as "feminists."  So I reserve the word "feminist" for women I respect and women who can discuss issues without hating men.  I use the word "feminazi" for women who hate men and whose arguments are about as rational as believing in fairies and witches.  I find it necessary to distinguish between the two types, otherwise it isn't fair to the majority of feminists who are definitely not feminazis.  Anyway, that's the way it I see.  And in the words of the great Trink, "Nuff said?"


A Mystery

A friend of mine went into a bar at Nana Plaza and chatted (he speaks fluent Thai) with a girl for about ten minutes and he asked if she wanted to come home with him.  Her answer was an enthusiastic "yes!"  They got back, watched some TV, had a bite to eat, got along fine, and eventually went to bed.  And then things went south: She didn't want to be kissed on the lips, or breasts, or there, in fact, she didn't want to do much of anything.  She was a real party pooper and so he gave her 500 baht for a taxi and she left.  Of course, women should never be forced to do something they don't want to do.  But this girl was not at all new to the bar scene and she knew what was expected and my friend is a very gentle, nice guy, so he wasn't going for rough sex or anything.  So she lost out on the money she would have made.  It is a mystery that some girls act like that, even when they are in the game.  If she doesn't want to do anything, fair enough.  But why work in a bar where she likes to be bought out?  Work in a restaurant.  That happened to me only once and I confess I didn't even give the lady in question taxi money.  My friend is a true gentleman.


Lovely Mojo dancers.  The one in the center has even sprouted wings!



Meanwhile, The Telegraph  newspaper website,, has named Thailand as one of the world's most generous countries, alongside Iraq, Afghanistan, Chechnya, South Africa, Jamaica, Sudan, Colombia, Haiti, Eritrea, Democratic Republic of Congo, Liberia, Pakistan, Burundi, Nigeria, Zimbabwe, India, Mexico, Isarel and the Occupied Palestinian Territories, and Lebanon.

(Don't you love it when newspapers blow it?  You don't suppose the Nation meant to say "dangerous" not "generous" by any chance?)


Bangkok Post watch

It isn't enough that the Bangkok Post allows a Muslim fanatic to write a so-called column every other Sunday and that they seldom print letters criticizing the column; in its need to dump on the West the Post also likes to grab hold of any leftwing nonsense it can find.  It doesn't seem to want to let even one weekend go by with slamming the US or Israel. 

And so last Sunday saw one of the leftwing foreigners living in Bangkok babbling about the poor Palestinians and how nasty those Israelis are.  Needless to say, it was all one-sided, specious nonsense in which the writer cherry-picked quotes to back up his claim.  He mentioned that Europe was now coming out to criticize Israel, forgetting to point out how desperately Europe needs Middle East oil, in the same way that the Bangkok Post wants to keep the revenue flowing from those full page and double-spread Muslim national day ads.  Never let truth (or an alternative viewpoint) get in the way of lucrative ad revenue.  And only choose columnists who will never give a balanced report on the Israeli-Palestinian conflict. 

And you can be sure the Bangkok Post columnists will never report on the horrible way Mumbai victims were tortured by the Muslim fanatics, especially the Jews. (They ran one story mentioning "terrorists" several times but never used the word "Muslim.")  But this from another paper:

"The other doctor, who had also conducted the post-mortem of the victims, said: "Of all the bodies, the Israeli victims bore the maximum torture marks. It was clear that they were killed on the 26th itself. It was obvious that they were tied up and tortured before they were killed. It was so bad that I do not want to go over the details even in my head again," he said.


Love these sacred trees and garlands and Thai and Chinese and animistic paraphernalia.


A Friend of mine, a fluent Thai speaker, sent me this:

BEWARE MIDNIGHT BAR! (There are katoeys mixed in with the girls, anyway)

I popped in to Midnite Bar for a nightcap around 1.30.

A rather attractive young lady came and sat next to me and I bought her a drink.

She was a little quiet, but pleasant enough, and after a little while chatting, I asked her if she went home with customers, and she said that she did. I asked her how much for longtime, and she said 'up to you'. I asked her if she would accompany a customer long time for 2000 Baht, and she said that she could.

At this point, her friend sat on the other side of me. She was a little more confident and aggressive, but also quite cute.

I bought her a drink, and after downing a tequila, she said that she and her friend always went everywhere together. She said I should barfine them both. 

I explained that I really wouldn't know what to do with two ladies, that I surely wouldn't have enough energy, and that I was way too poor to pay for the two of them.

She assured me that she could teach me what to do with two ladies, that they would do all the hard work, and that there could be a satisfactory financial arrangement.

She suggested 3000 Baht for the two of them longtime. If I wanted to take the first lady, I would have to take them both.

Well... I must say that I find that the fantasy of a 'menage a trois' rarely lives up to the expectations, I suspected that the more confident girl would end up taking control, and really I preferred my first choice. But at 3000 Baht for two ladies longtime, it seemed like an attractive offer.

I repeated it to them - 3000 Baht, two ladies, longtime - total.


The barfine was 700 Baht each, so I handed over 1400 Baht.

They went off to change.

When they came back, the second girl said, I'm sorry. I made a mistake. We can't both go for longtime for 3000 Baht. If you want longtime, you'll have to pay more. 

I pointed out that only five minutes before, a clear deal had been made.

She said that she had 'poot pit', spoken incorrectly. 

I said that it's not good to make a deal, then change your mind.

But she complained that it was just a mistake, and was quite indignant.

I suppose I could have offered more money, or suggested shorttime, or renegotiated, but really her attitude was no longer as attractive as it had been five minutes ago, and I felt that this was unacceptable.

I called the mamasan, and asked the girl to explain the situation. She explained truthfully that she had agreed to 3000 Baht for both of them, but only when she got upstairs did she realise that she had made a mistake, so she had told me.

I said that it wasn't a problem. If the mamasan could refund the barfine, I would be happy.

She said that she could not refund the barfine, because the machine was now shut, whatever that meant.

I remarked that she actually had a wad of thousand Baht notes in her hand, and that perhaps she could refund me from that, to which she laughed, and said that was different money.

So I said never mind, she could write me a note, and I would return next evening, when the machine wasn't shut.

She said that it wasn't the bar's fault. It was the girls' fault. The bar couldn't be responsible for the girls' mistakes.

I asked her if she was refusing to refund my barfine, and she said yes.

I could perhaps have made more of a fuss, refused to leave without refund etc., but I hate such confrontations, and I felt it unlikely that I would win such a stand-off.

I explained to the mamasan that I felt that she had cheated me, and that I would tell this story to my friends. Was she happy with that.

She replied that she hadn't cheated me, and what I said to my friends was up to me.




The book signing at the Texas Lone Star Saloon was a lot of fun.  Sold a few books, bought the inimitable Lone Star ladies a few drinks, and saw several old friends.  (And, yes, we are getting old, alas.)

I felt sorry for a motorcycle taxi guy the other day.  I took him from Soi 23 down to Bumrungrat Hospital on soi 3.  When we got to soi 3, there were a lot of boys in brown out directing traffic so I was thinking he should have let me off and I could have walked across the street and up the drive to the hospital.  But he crossed the street right in front of the cops and sure enough he got stopped.  The cop wanted to see his ID paper and while he was examining it I explained to the cop that I was going to the hospital.  He asked what time was my appointment and I said in a few minutes.  I was hoping the cop would let us go but he told the driver to let me off and come back for his paper.  So when we got to the hospital I asked the driver if the cop would want money and he said "of course."  I gave him 100 baht and let him keep the 40 baht change.  Like I said, I felt sorry for the guy but he should have known better than to cross at that point with the Law around.



When a holiday is coming in Thailand, it really makes no sense to pass the word on whether the bars will be open or closed.  Because it changes day by day, hour by hour.  And never forget each of the main farang nightlife areas is located under the jurisdiction of a different police station which makes an enormous difference.  How much skin can a dancer show, will bars really be closed or just look closed with the outside lights off, etc., often depends of what the local police station has to say.  But I did walk down Soi Cowboy during the recent holiday and all bars were closed; only Old Dutch and nearby Queen Victoria pub were open and doing well, of course.  But I counted at least six bars with workers busy renovating, even into the evening hours.  So I guess that means the bars will be even cleaner and prettier than before.  Ain't that nice?




I don't know about you but I don't think this huge San Mig sign at the beginning of Soi Cowboy does anything for the place.




As it is a pretty safe bet that most readers of this column have yet to buy my book The Go Go Dancer who Stole My Viagra & other Poetical Tragedies of Thailand I have decided to post one of the poems from the book from time to time.  Some of the poems are serious and some are for fun.



Buffalo Him Die Send Money


Lightning struck Dang’s buffalo

I heard it on the news

Lightning struck Dang’s buffalo

The Muslims blamed the Jews. 

Dang was eating curried crab

The day was bright and sunny

She logged onto the internet

And wrote

Buffalo him die send money! 

Then wrapped her pleas in lovesick sauce and

Her special brand of honey. 

Hans in Berlin

Nick in Nome

Mike in London

Rick in Rome 

All four told Dang


But six others said


One could never say

Dang didn’t know how to play


Although John in Tulsa did mention that he thought it

a bit queer

as it was the third time

one of her buffalo got struck by lightning

since the first of the year. 

And Jim on Staten Island

 wondered what the fuck was going on

with the weather up there in Northeast Lieland. 

But each knew how unhappy Dang had been working in a bar

And each knew she had quit the bar

Just for him!  

So it was only fair

In their view 

She should have money to replace the unlucky buffaloes some of which got struck by lightning

and even bird flu

from time to time. 

Dang ate her crab curry

Seasoned with finely minced fantasies of Paris fashions and sprinkled with chopped coriander leaves. 

Her Thai boyfriend ate squid salad

With lots of lime. 

Both ate their bamboo worms well fried

While wire transfers made their way

Across the Cultural Divide

With lovers’ dreams of yesterday.


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Christmas is coming - Give Books as Gifts!


"A wonderful literary masterpiece." - Lang Reid, Pattaya Mail



Soon(er or later) to be a \major/ motion picture (maybe)



I think she is speaking a southern Chinese dialect.  Cantonese or Chauchou (daijiu)?  She is not speaking Vietnamese.  Anybody confirm?




"…the end of our exploring,

Will be to arrive where we started,

And know the place for the first time." - TS Eliot


Somebody called me to say that I made the top 300 most influential foreigners in the Thailand Tatler or some kind of magazine.  If so, I can't figure out why I would be in it.  Most bar fines? Most visits to Soi Cowboy?  Who did I influence?  They must have been scrapping the bottom of the barrel during low season.  If anybody leads a non-hi so existence, it must be me.  And, by the way, nobody expected much of a high season this year, even before the airport closing, take it from me.  Now, people expect disaster.  Which means if I go to Soi Cowboy, I will be a very hansum man again!  Hooray!!


Oh, hell, a few more shots of Mojos dancers.  Why the hell not?




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Khun Nana's Corner

Khun Nana 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.

Poor Khun Nana stranded in Angeles City, PI, because of the closed Thai airports!  How he must be suffering!

Until next time.  Khun Nana

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Many years ago I read a "human interest" piece in the Bangkok Post entitled "How to Tell if You are an Old Bangkok Hand".  Unfortunately, I didn't save the piece which contained some 20 multiple choice questions all meant to be humorous comments on the peculiarities of Thai life viewed by westerners.  However, one question has stuck with me:

"You are on your way back into Bangkok having picked up a friend from America who is visiting Thailand for the first time.  He notes a queue of people waiting at a bus stop.  He notes that he had heard rather grim stories of the lack of orderliness in queues in Asia and asks you to explain this apparent anomoly.  You tell him:


                  a.  "Oh, that queue reflects the influence of the British Empire on its former colonies"
                  b.  "Oh, that queue reflects the Thai commitment to orderliness and good manners in public"
                  c.  "Oh, that queue reflects the fact that all those people are standing in the shade of a single power pole.  When the bus comes it will be Katie bar the door and the devil take the hindmost".
I have told this story many times to Thais and westerners alike.  The Thais laugh the hardest.
Yesterday, I was tooling down the street on my trusty motorcycle when a cargo truck (probably a 5-tonner), stacked up probably 15 feet high with cargo came by me in the right (inner) lane.  I was in the outermost (slow) lane.  A second later a Toyota pickup with several people in the back came by me in the middle lane.  We were nearing a major intersection and the lane I was in becomes, at that point, a "left turn on red (only)" lane.  I therefore pulled in behind the Toyota and started to slow for the red light ahead.  The line of traffic in the innermost lane, where the cargo truck was, was considerably longer than either the middle or outer lanes, and the cargo truck was already stopped for the red light. 

When the Toyota drew abreast of the cargo truck, having a remaining 50 or so feet before reaching the last car in his lane stopped for the light, he slammed on his brakes and came to an abrupt and quite unexpected (by me) stop.  I wasn't going fast, so it wasn't really a problem to switch back into the outer lane, go around the Toyota,  and proceed to the end of my queue.  "Good grief (or something like that)!  I exclaimed to my wife who was riding double, "why on earth did that guy stop there???"  "Oh!," she said with only a moment's hesitation, "he wanted to use the cargo truck for shade while he waited for the light to change."  (!!@@#$%$%^^&*&*).  Aw yes!!  This IS Thailand!!  Amazing Thailand.  (At times one is tempted to insert an adjective beginning with the sixth letter of the English alphabet between Amazing and Thailand, but this email is meant for a mixed audience).

I have also had occasion in the last few days to take my motorcycle up a really steep mountain road. (From Lom Kao to Phu Hin Rong Kla for those who want to take a look on Google Earth).  For those of you who have visited Lander, Wyoming, this road is like the "switchbacks" in Lander, but on steroids.  Not only so, but it is in very bad repai in many places, having heaved up and sunk down so that there are "waves" of probably better than a foot in "elevation".  And there are portions that have slid off the mountain entirely.  So here I am creeping my way up this mountain, in first gear (if I had had a lower gear, I would certainly have been using it.  It took me the best part of 3 hours to go 25 miles).  What do I meet?  Several half ton Toyota pickups, stacked up about 12 feet with cabbage.  I'm sure they must have been loaded with at least 2,000 pounds of cabbage each(they insert half a dozen extra leaves in the rear springs to accomodate this overloading.  If you ever had any doubts about the durability of Japanese trucks, come to Thailand and see what they stand up under).  And they are going DOWN this mountain!  (The Montagnards who live in this area, who used to grow opium poppies, now grow cabbage and they were taking it down the mountain to market).
At the top of the mountain (more or less), I came to a village and observed several children playing in a playground.  Since it was Sunday, this seemed a little unusual to me and I stopped to see what was going on.  It was a little Christian church, there in the middle of the mountains.  Christianity is far more common among the ethnically distinct Montagnard peoples than it is among ethnic Thais.  Years ago I heard an American missionary preaching to a group of Montagnards, and what he said had to be translated twice--from English to Thai and then (by another interpreter) from Thai to Mong (Mongtagnard).  But now, 40 years later, the sermon was being delivered in standard Thai.  Evidence of the progress the government has made in integrating these people into the mainstream. 
Further on along this road I came to a museum and the remains of a communist training school from the time of the communist insurrection in Petchabun, which lasted from 1968-1982.  More than 2,500 government troops and officials were killed.  I haven't ever seen a count of communist dead.  It was very interesting to see that this, a "major" communist headquarters, really consisted of some 30 one-room log cabins, some a little larger than others.  If someone had been able to bomb this camp into dust, it still wouldn't have been a major deal.  Go cut some more trees and build another bunch of cabins.  It made me realize just how difficult it is to make any real dent on an insurgency with simple military means.  The Thai government eventually overcame this insurrection by persuading the Chinese government,  who was supporting it, to stop sending them supplies.  The insurgents starved out within a few years, and came out of the jungle to surrender (with appropriate face-saving cover of "making peace"). Mao's fantasy of the "guerrilla living in the people the way a fish lives in water" didn't work, at least here.
Thankfully, there was a "back" way out of this place that turned out to be very easy and (comparatively) smooth.  So I didn't have to try to go down the mountain I had come up, which I think would have been a lot more difficult. 

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Letters from Readers


Dean, The reason why the page for November 1st-15th is messed up around Khun Nana's column is that there is an error in the code.  In particular, there is a "<div>" tag that has its matching "</div>" tag located in the wrong place.  In order to solve the problem, it is necessary to move the "</div>" tag further up into the proper place in the code.  I have made the change in the attached file.  (Note that the difference between the name of your original file and this modified one is that I have added "CB" to the end.)  I tested it in IE, Firefox, and Netscape 9 and they all appear to work.  C. Ben


Many thanks for the explanation, mate! 


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Enter and win a prize! This contest's first prize is worth 7,000 baht in food and drink vouchers.  The first to give the correct answer wins the vouchers; second wins the sexy shirt; third wins the sexy calendar.


     First prize:        Vouchers for food and drink from bars, pubs and restaurants in Bangkok

     Second prize:       Nifty shirt with the "I Support Single Moms" slogan

     Third prize:        Sexy calendar with Pattaya go go dancers, from After Dark magazine

     Fourth prize:       Nada Diddly-Squat Special 4 U


Last column's answer was: Lolita's Sukhumvit, soi 8.  NO WINNER (even though my hint was BOOK TITLE) so now payoff is 7,000!


This column's Contest Question:

The building on the other side of the Skytrain: name it!


That's all for this fortnightly column.  Drop by again.  Explore the rest of the website.  Meanwhile, as the girls used to tell me during the 1960's: "I no lie you, GI, I love you long time; you number one!"  And, remember: nothing says goodbye like a bullet.  And the more people I meet the more bullets I need.

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More News on the "Religion of Peace"


The "Religion of Peace" continues to visit Southern Thailand


11/18/2008 (Pattani, Thailand) - Two Buddhists are shot to death by Muslim militants, who then mutilate the bodies and take amputated arms.


11/18/2008 (Pattani, Thailand) - Mujahideen gun down a woman and her son on their way to work at a plantation.


11/17/2008 (Pattani, Thailand) - A 73-year-old woman is among three civilians murdered by Religion of Peace gunmen in separate attacks.


11/17/2008 (Narathiwat, Thailand) - A civilian is killed, and his 8-year-old daughter badly injured, when Islamic gunmen fire on their pickup truck.














11/18/2008 (Yala, Thailand) - Islamists gun down a soldier shopping at a local market as well as his wife, who came to his defense.



Over 3,400 Thais including monks and teachers and children have been murdered by Muslims in Southern Thailand and

over 42 Thais have been beheaded including Buddhist monks




Would you like to see a short video of an HONOR KILLING up close?  Muslim men chant Allah while stomping and throwing huge stones on a defenseless woman while the blood streams out of her head.  Once you see this you may understand why I have taken up the fight against Islam.  Just click on the video at the top left hand side of the page.



Thousands of Deadly Islamic Terror Attacks Since 9/11


Muslim Men throw acid on womens' faces

One of many women in Afghanistan who had acid thrown at her face by Taliban or Muslim conservative males.  Her crime?  Going to school.  Muslims around the world want the Taliban to win.


Saudi Arabian Insanity

A judge ordered a young man to memorize part of the Koran and 40 sayings of the so-called Prophet Mohammed as a punishment for appearing in public with a woman who was not a relative.  Women in Saudi Arabia are not allowed in public unless escorted by a family member.  In other words, under the pretext of "honoring" women Muslim men continue to try to control them.


United Kingdom - Muslim man Rapes two British Girls

A MAN was due to appear in court charged with raping two teenage girls. Manshur Ali, 21, of Bennett Street, Hyde, was appearing before Tameside magistrates. He is charged with four counts of rape and two counts of detaining a child without lawful authority. It follows alleged rapes of two girls said to have been driven off in a car on Church Street, Dukinfield.


A Two-Minute Video about the hatred taught against us inside American mosques


                                    NO-GO ZONES IN BRUSSELS (Another city falling to Islam)
by Bart Debie

Brussels riotsIn Brussels, several neighborhoods have turned into no-go zones for police officers. Neighborhoods where they can hardly patrol without being pelted with rocks, without being attacked, or without their police vehicles being wrecked. Unsurprisingly, 80% of the people who live in these neighborhoods are of Islamic origin. More often than not, the aggressors are underage.

Police inspectors claim that in several neighborhoods two patrol cars are needed for every intervention. One to carry out the assignment, and another one to prevent the first patrol car from being wrecked. Many police officers avoid these notorious immigrant neighborhoods. Last week a young immigrant was arrested after he stole a car, ran it into multiple police vehicles and tried to run over a female police officer. He admitted the facts and even acknowledged that he tried to kill the police officer. The Belgian court let him go. The female officer suffered severe injuries and will be out for months.

Arrested 145 times, no sentence whatsoever

A Belgian court of law is not an ally of the police officers. Brussels’ policemen have declared in a Flemish magazine that immigrant criminals are arrested dozens of times for armed robberies, car thefts, drug trafficking, etc. Each time, the Public Prosecutor orders their release within a few hours after the arrest. The criminals laugh at the police. One police officer claims he knows a young offender who has been arrested 145 times, but has not spent one minute in jail.


Muslims throw acid on women quite regularly.  Click on the picture above.  The husband had agreed to end the marriage because he met another woman but he still did this!  This happens to several hundred Muslim women every year!



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TERRORIST: Zia Al Huq is imprisoned at Whitemoor

Sunday November 23,2008

By James Murray

MUSLIM prisoners have launched a reign of terror inside a top security British jail.

The fanatics are forcing fellow inmates to convert to Islam or face punishment beatings.

One man who stood up to the thugs was branded with a lump of hot metal, according to a prison source.  The crisis at Whitemoor jail in Cambridgeshire has led to calls by staff for the 100 Muslim inmates there to be dispersed to other prisons round the country.

Some Al Qaeda supporters have set up a kangaroo court, sitting in judgment on prisoners and ordering punishments, the source said.  The violent disciples of Osama Bin Laden have targeted even the toughest non-Muslim prisoners, including killers and rapists.

Local Tory MP Malcolm Moss said: “They are a law unto themselves. The governor should sort these problems out.”

Mr Moss, who recently visited the jail with Prisons Minister David Hanson, added: “There is a fear in the prison about what Al Qaeda stands for and what they can do. There are threats made to people to make them convert and if they lapse it is even worse.  “It is not an easy situation for the prison officers working there. Either additional resources should be made available or better training.”

Brian Caton, general secretary of the Prison Officers’ Association, said: “We have been calling for the Muslim leaders to be dispersed to other jails. The service must step in to break up this gang culture with immediate effect.”
 Daily Express



More politically correct dhimmi claptrap is being forced down the throats of the British people - this time in the City of Birmingham.

The historic Saracen Head pub is getting a mandatory name change - why? - you no doubt have already guessed the answer:  IT IS OFFENSIVE TO MUSLIMS and undoubtedly will be added to the ever growing list of THINGS THAT OFFEND MUSLIMS.

One has to wonder how many other historic British sites will get renamed to appease the Religion of Perpetual Outrage and their asinine dhimmi enablers - you can be sure this won't be the last.

There is an ongoing, concerted and documented History of Jihad against British customs and people laying the foundation for Eurabia.  Even patriotic parades  and bingo halls have fallen under the cutting blade of political correctness that is intent on wiping out any semblence of the indigenous British culture and cohesiveness.

Incremental Islamisation of Great Britain (and Europe) is happening to the constant drumbeat of appeasement of muslims.  - The Opinionator


The "Religion of Peace" visits Mumbai

"O ye who believe! Fight those of the disbelievers who are near
to you, and let them find harshness in you, and know that Allah
is with those who keep their duty"
  (The Qur'an, verse 9:123)

And of course yet another deadly attack on Mumbai (Bombay) from the "religion of peace."  You can be sure that Muslims will find a way to deny they were involved, or claim the terrorists are not the REAL Muslims, or find a way to claim that MUSLIMS are the victims.  This kind of thing will never end until people understand that this kind of sick violence stems from Islam and the Koran and the teachings of the 7th century psycho-prophet and pedophile.   It is NOT a case of "a great religion being hijacked."  This violence against non-Muslims is exactly what Mohammad taught and exactly what is being preached in mosques around the world today.



"The sword of Muhammad and the Quran are the most fatal enemies of civilization, liberty, and the truth which the world has yet known." - The eminent orientalist Sir William Muir (1819-1905)


“Religion is an insult to human dignity.  With or without it, you would have good people doing good things and evil people doing evil things.  But for good people to do evil things, that takes religion.”-- by Nobel Laureate physicist Steven Weinberg. 





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Please note, I do not and never would advocate violence against individual Muslims in any community.  For one thing, the guy you beat up with a baseball bat may turn out to have just escaped from some horrible Islamic regime.  Individual violence against Muslims or doing damage to mosques, etc., is just stupid and is also counterproductive as Muslim fanatics will show pictures of that all over the Muslim world to incite people against the West. 

A good case can be made that Islam is a fanatical brotherhood masquerading as a religion, and, indeed, the adherents of Islam often act that way.   But, as individuals, a Muslim neighbor might possibly be more honest than a Christian neighbor.  It is only that the Muslim will have been brought up in a religion/brotherhood with a medieval mindset that is centuries behind the times and has a penchant for violence, especially against those who criticize the Koran and other aspects of Islam.   Winning the war against Muslim fanatics will take a long time and be hard-fought but it can and will be won.  But we must demand that more and more moderate Muslims join the fight against fanatical Muslims.   We must demand that our leaders absolutely reject any "compromise" on our right to free expression.  Compromising with the fanatics pulls the rug out from the Muslim moderates desperately trying to reform and secularize Islam.  And we must never bow to Muslim demands to curb our hard-won freedom of expression.   And freedom of expression always includes satire and even insulting satire including satire of glorified tribal myths called religion. 

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