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).


Due to a death in the family - 97-year old stepfather - I am traveling again and this column was put up earlier than usual on 12 August (Bangkok time)

One of many pretty bar hostesses on Soi Cowboy.  Love that Low Season!  And, at right, a coyote dancer whom one might describe as smolderingly sensual.  More pictures of her below.



Helping Thai Kids

There are, of course, many worthy causes one could contribute to.  Especially in Asia.  As I live in Thailand I quite naturally try to help Thais.  The above picture is of four students in Nakorn Phanom, northeast Thailand, at Ban Pueng High School.  Three of the four are being supported in their studies by TLCB (Thailand, Laos, Cambodia, Brotherhood - men who served in Southeast Asia during the Vietnam War but not in Vietnam).  Natana, the second girl from the left has gone to another province, and I can't remember where, but she will be with relatives that are better off than her parents, so she will be continuing school after almost having to drop out.

However, there are lots of other students that are not so lucky, and the need is always greater than the supply.  If you know of some people who would like to help, or if you would like to, they can either do it through TLCB or through John Middlewood.  John lives in NPK with his Thai wife and is very knowledgeable about the needs of students in the area. 

He took me around to about a dozen schools and it is obvious that wherever else Taksin contributed, it sure as hell wasn't for education.  John also knows how to bargain and in some cases gets better deals on supplies, building material, etc. than the Thais do.  He also makes certain every cent goes where it was supposed to go.  John runs a Christian mission but donations to causes are separate and religion is not involved.

As you can see if you click on the picture, the kids are really fine, decent kids (having spent just a few days up in the area, I found nothing to do which wasn't fine and decent.  Alas.  :-) )

If you donate through TLCB, it will be tax-deductible, or, if you don't care about that, you can otherwise simply donate through John directly.  For example, 10,000 baht keeps a Thai kid in high school for one year.  Twenty thousand baht keeps a college student in college for one year.  You'll also get a letter from the one you sponsor from time to time telling you about how they are doing. 

You can also specify a particular project you might like to get involved in, such as building a small school library or paying to supply the books.  In my own case, I am supporting one college student (below) and in memory of my mother have paid to build a fresh water system for a school, which schools there desperately need.  I'll be doing more in the future.  I hope if you can you will contact John and do what you can to help these kids:


A friend told me a succulent story last week.  It seems he met a young Western couple who had never been to Thailand before, a good looking blonde and her boyfriend.  So, being a good guy, he took them to various cultural attractions the first day.  During the second day, they mentioned to him that they were "swingers."  Oh, boy.  Hence, that night they all ended up in one of the Queen's Castle or King's Castle bars on Patpong (the straight bars, anyway) and the dancers came over flirting with the guys, then in no time at all flirting with the blonde, and in no time at all it was much like an orgy wherein the dancers were sucking the blonde's breasts.  And off the blonde and her boyfriend went with no fewer than three dancers.  Now I know what a swinger is...

Another friend has befriended a Thai girl who never worked in a bar before and is a dancer.  She told him all about what led her to the bar: she was a part of a motorcycle gang and the police finally cracked down and her boyfriend is in jail so she is dancing in the bar to earn money to pay the police to get him out.  Well, at least it's not the usual "mother sick, brother need schoolbooks" story.

Yet another friend just split up with his girlfriend.  He didn't know it though.  He knew they'd had a fight but when he came back to his apartment it was completely bare.  He says he could have understood her taking his computer but she also took his false teeth.  That must have been one angry lady!

All eyes were on Al Eberhardt recently as he celebrated his 69th birthday in the Londoner Pub.  As you undoubtedly know by now, the Londoner Pub has 2 for 1 drinks all night as long as they are open on Wednesday nights.  So it gets crowded.  Above we see Al Eberhardt (41 years in Thailand) making conversation (if not progress) with the woman beside him.  The center shot shows part of the crowd.  The last shot shows the crowd outside the door because smoking is no longer allowed inside.  And of course there is a shot of the Texas Lone Star in Washington Square where there is free food on Saturday at 3 p.m.  Still a great bar from the old days but not quite the same now that the colorful George Pipas has passed away.

"I know that when any firefight was over, my first thoughts were always erotic.  I sort of understood that, feeling death so close, I wanted the soothing power of sex to remind me that I was still alive." - Thom Nicholson, Colonel, US Army Special Forces (Ret.) - 15 Months in SOG: A Warrior's Tour

After Dark magazine continues its excellent cultural coverage of the fairer sex in Thailand.


Thai Women! or Why I can't Get Much Writing Done

It isn't just the alluring beauty and sexy dances of Mojos dancers, but also their attitude.  They really seem to be enjoying dancing and having fun.  On YouTube and in feminazi columns, they talk about the poor enslaved Thai bargirls.  Yeah, right.  There are no doubt slaves involved but it sure ain't them.  Remember the song in Guys and Dolls about how the guy shopping with the chick and lugging all her purchases that he paid for is "doing it for some dame."  Spot on!

(Please remember not to "objectify" women, although I know readers of this column would never.)


God and Girls in Thailand

John Allen Paulos has sent the following expanded Thailand-related excerpt from his new book Irreligion: A Mathematician Explains Why the Arguments for God Just Don't Add Up:

PaulosI found myself at loose ends in a beach town in Thailand on Christmas morning, 2006. Away from my family in Philadelphia, I was visiting a friend who was planning an early retirement in Southeast Asia. While wandering near the edge of town, I spotted a spirit house, a sort of miniature temple mounted on a pedestal like a bird house. Although irreligious, I noted the fruit offerings strewn around it and was attracted to its makeshift beauty.

Pausing at the shrine, I saw a small Internet café just beyond it, empty except for three nubile young women who were giggling and periodically running up to one or another of the many computers in the room. The desire for my morning Diet Coke, the need to check my email, and the palpable mirth bubbling out of the women drew me into the place.

Despite the goings-on, I first took care of my caffeine and correspondence demands. Soon, however, I noticed there were Webcams on all the computers. It was obvious that the young women were multi-tasking, sending instant messages and occasional pictures in quick succession to nine farangs (Thai for Western foreigners) scattered around the world.

Feeling unmoored and a bit voyeuristic, I eavesdropped and soon gleaned that the girls had met the men on their earlier trips to Thailand. (Perhaps sexist-sounding, "girls" nevertheless seems the more apt term for them.) I noted with amusement that when new pictures of their admirers appeared on the various monitors, the girls would chortle, and the English "expert" among them would write something endearing. The three girls would then quickly move on to the samey (Thai for boyfriend or husband) of another of the girls. Each girl seemed to have three.

Seeing my obvious interest, the girls started to ask me what certain words in the e-mails meant. "Sawatee (hello), Mr. Diet Coke, what 'pine for you' mean?" I explained that "pine for you" meant "miss you very much," that "obsessed with you" meant "think about you all the time," and so on. The men seemed strangely oblivious to the girls' limited English vocabulary. They also seemed lovesick, lonely, and mooning over their "true loves" at Christmas.

After I proved myself as a translator, the girls asked me what else they could say. I suggested that they write how lonely the beach was without their boyfriends and helped them a bit with their spelling. My lines elicited good responses from their sameys, causing them to laugh uproariously. They pumped me for more good lines, which I happily provided. The girl who had distractedly taken my money for the Diet Coke now offered me another one gratis as well as various coconut candies, which I accepted, and some fried insects, which I declined.

Christopher Moore, A Bangkok-based novelist whose compelling mysteries are set in Thailand, once jokingly remarked to me that Thai has no common word or phrase to describe integrity of a rigid, abstract type, but many frequently used terms for "fun." And great fun it was helping the girls dupe farangs on three continents out of their money via the Western Union office in town. (Perhaps "dupe" is the wrong word since I think the bargain was a fair one and inexpensive at that: a Yuletide fantasy for a few dollars.)

After a while, however, the pain underlying the men's instant messages began to weigh on me. The girls had taken to reading me all the messages, and it was clear that most of the men were somewhat forlorn. They seemed to be unmarried, isolated, and searching for a connection, for some sort of emotional salvation. My supercilious attitude toward them and the idealized fantasies they had constructed was morphing into empathy. In very different circumstances fortunately, I nevertheless could acknowledge some kinship with them. After all, I had myself entered the café to make some email re-connections of my own. The girls too, I began to see, felt a bit more than their charmingly mercenary behavior might suggest.

Since it took place on Christmas day, this vignette comes to mind when I meet people who seem to have a fierce yearning to believe, whether in a person or a divinity. Even if aware of the illogic and gaping holes in the arguments for God, they may continue to believe as willfully and needfully as these farangs believed in their Thai girlfriends, their goddesses.

So what of my role which, despite my rationale above, was problematic? I was doing the opposite of what I often do in my professional life, which is to espouse critical thinking, numeracy, skepticism. Here on the Gulf of Siam I was facilitating a chimera, albeit an emotional one with which I have considerably more sympathy than its religious analogue.

Why? I'm not sure. It may simply be that, though I don't believe in God, I do believe in love, even deluded love. Or maybe it was a lark. Or perhaps I saw the incident as a telling sidelight on the effects of globalization, on mixing spirit houses with Diet Cokes. All I'm sure of is that I don't want to scoff too much at yearning and need, whether it be for love or for a divinity. I just don't possess the latter.

John Allen Paulos is a mathematics professor at Temple University and the author of, among other books, Innumeracy and the just released Irreligion: A Mathematician Explains Why the Arguments for God Just Don't Add Up.

Irreligion - reviews, excerpts, etc.





Now aren't we happy we live in Thailand?


I mean, for example, here is the mentality of West Coast America in a NYTimes article:


"Seattle was only number two (in political correctness). We’ll show them in my fair city, once we have to start sorting our food scraps next year. And, playing catch-up, Seattle Mayor Greg Nickels tried to ban lap dancers from moving within four feet of their customers, unleashing police with tape measures. The voters, mercifully, turned him down." Read the full article, "Nanny Nation" here:  America has gone nuts in its Big Brother Must Protect Us Mentality.  Now there are fast food free zones in American, did you know that?  I warned years ago that once the health Nazis took cigarettes away, they would start on food, and so they did.  Now you know why Washington Square bars are full of veterans who fought for America and would again but would never want to live there.


MEMPHIS - This year Shelby County, where Memphis is located, passed an ordinance banning beer sales at strip clubs, requiring dancers to wear pasties, mandating a six-foot separation at all times between entertainers and customers, and forcing all employees of girlie bars to undergo criminal background checks and obtain permits. At press time, the rules were being challenged in court. Courtesy, Reason Magazine,


LAS VEGAS - What’s there to say? Las Vegas is the wildest city in America’s most tolerant state, and Mayor Oscar Goodman wants to make the place even freer. He supports legalizing prostitution in Vegas (the oldest profession is currently legal only in Nevada counties with fewer than 400,000 residents), and is the antithesis of a nanny: When a fourth-grader asked him what he’d take to a deserted island, Goodman said a show girl and a bottle of gin. Reason Magazine

Oscar Goodman for President!





Does anybody know anything about this site: And I thought I was weird!



I must say Rawhide Bar on Soi Cowboy really swings.  Lots of good-looking women and lots of different styles of dancing plus a soap show.  And I like the way every now and then several very lightly clad dancers circle the dance stage clinking glasses with customers and wishing us good luck.  I particularly enjoyed the after-hours fun at the nearby hotel bar and poolroom, most of the girls from Rawhide, some from other bars.  I got home at 2:40 a.m., which, in general, is waaaaay past my bedtime.  The good ladies at most of the bars on Soi Cowboy are not encumbered or overburdened with too many layers of clothing, thank whatever gods may be.  Sorry, folks, but after midnight, I would really rather head home to a nice empty bed than muck about with a lady.  As we get older, a barfine about 10 p.m. or even earlier is ideal.  Fortunately, this being low season, even men my age find themselves in the catbird seat.

For some reason, the ladies of Powelly's bar (formerly Shamrock) on Sukhumvit soi 33, were in the mood to show off their legs.  Being a leg man from way back, that was fine with me.  I was the only customer about 10 p.m. for half an hour, then one more came in.  On a Wednesday.  Business was very slooow, and is very slooow all over, so I am now velly, velly hansum man!!

Proof Positive that Some Things Never Change

Thailand: 1969


"(My R&R leave in Thailand) turned out to be a great two weeks, and I hated to leave, but all good things do come to an end.  Almost before I knew it, I was saying goodbye to Kim, and her soft, brown eyes were overflowing.  At the gate leading to my plane, I held her while she softly whispered her farewell, then I kissed her for the last time.  I turned away, an ache in my heart.  My eyes were misting over, and I nearly bumped into some new airmen arriving on the shuttle I was to leave on.


I turned for one last wave, but Kim didn't see me.  She was giggling and talking to one of the new arrivals, trying to talk and stick her tongue in his ear at the same time.  So much for love when it's time to make some money."  -  Thom Nicholson, Colonel, US Army Special Forces (Ret.) - 15 Months in SOG: A Warrior's Tour.




Men can be Assholes too!


Believe it or not, I sometimes side with women; because men can be assholic (I'm coining this adjective) as well as women and I don't mean just Muslim men.  In Taiwan some courts recently found men not guilty of sexual harassment on grounds that their offensive practices lasted for only a few seconds.  One man had grabbed the breasts of a women for less than ten seconds, and the other case was about a man touching the hips of a girl in an elevator for five seconds.  Both were acquitted of criminal sexual harassment simply because the undesirable practice didn't last over ten seconds. 


The "Awakening Foundation" criticized the rulings.  But this Foundation's mission is to "raise public awareness on women's issues, fight for women's rights, improve the social conditions of women, raise feminist consciousness, mobilize women to eliminate sexism and promote gender equality and" blah, blah, blah.  So, as always, I end up not particularly liking either side in a dispute and hence am damned by both sides.  A tough cross to bear - and I shall bear it all the way to soi Cowboy whereupon I shall leave it somewhere in a shorttime bedroom, under the bed.


I didn't take this upskirt shot of this coyote dancer, I swear.  Somebody sent it in.




Aren't Thai snacks great?  Here is crispy roti being sold at Siam Paragon.  Some Thai desserts are fantastic including of course the wonderful mixture of sticky rice, mango and coconut milk.  Very filling, probably very fattening but delicious!  Of course we can see Thai food being made anywhere but in Siam Paragon we can see it being made while standing in air-conditioning.  A lot of it is made with coconut milk which I suppose the experts would say adds baaad cholesterol, clogs the arteries and contributes to global warming.






Yes, the Big Mango lives again on Sukhumvit, soi 4.  At left is a real cutie who works there, next is a shot of the roof dining area, next is a shot of where the Big Mango used to be in Nana Plaza which I am told will be a hotel - both long and short - owned by Peter of Hollywood.  Next is the Big Mango sign and finally - isn't it a small world! - Min, the very same twin who I took to shoot pool and who is on the bottom of the first welcome page of this site shooting pool.  Her sister, Mot, who used to work at Powelly's bar (Shamrock) is staying home upcountry with mom but Min, who used to work at Lookie Lookie on soi 33 is now working at Big Mango.  Wow, what a pleasant surprise to find her again.  And later when Khun Nana and I went upstairs in the Mandarin Bar there was Som whom I knew from years before at the Midnight Bar on Cowboy.  She was complaining that at age 22 she was the oldest one dancing at Mandarin.  Wow, what a country!!  And the Mercury Bar moved over below Mandarin.  A small bar with not many girls and in fact the owner/manager was the cutest.  She's 27.


The bars at Nana Plaza close at 1 p.m. and for those of you who have never seen the place empty out about 1:20 in the morning here are two shots for you.  Look at the six girls in the foreground in the shot on the right.  It seems as if the two in the middle are female and the two in front and the two in back are ladyboys.  But I suppose at that time of the morning there are those who don't care.  Of course, if you are desperate, the bars of Soi Cowboy close at 2 a.m. so you can rush up there for your final drinks and whatever.


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Only in Thailand


A friend of mine who speaks fluent Thai was busy working all kinds of hours when he realized to his horror that he was coming down with the clap.  He had very little time but on a short lunch break he made it to a local, well-known hospital.  The doctor took his blood test but said he would have to come back in one hour for the results or wait around.  He couldn't do either and said he would come back early morning if that was all right.  It was.  So he went back to work and at 3 in the morning walked into the hospital.  There were six nurses about, some reading cartoons, some dancing with each other to music.  He had a great time chatting up the nurses and this went on for some time.  Then one of them asked what he was there for and he said he needed to get the results of a blood test.  So the nurse began checking through records and found his and looked and said, "OK, come with me."  Off they went to a room and she proceeded to give him a shot in the ass for the clap.  Nonetheless, while the needle was still in his backside, she said, "You know, that nurse you were talking to doesn't have a boyfriend.  You could go out with her if you wanted to."  Only in Thailand, folks, only in Thailand.


Coming Early Fall: Identity Theft, A Novel, in Bangkok bookstores one month from now


“You know you’re in love when you don’t want your girlfriend working in the place you picked her up.”



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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.


I know that quite often I use this column as a way to warn guys about the potential hazards in pursuing entertainment providers (EP).  I have stated on several occasions that the real problem is the guy you see when you look in the mirror!  Really the gals in Thailand who are available for both partying and horizontal leisure activities are nearly all pleasant, courteous, fun loving and truly give value for the money spent.  I know of nowhere else in the world where gals who you pay for play have such great attitudes, enjoy their work so much, and know how to make the customer feel like it he is more than just another customer.  

Additionally, many are quite sexy and some even stunningly beautiful.  I must admit I fall in love several times each day.  Of course, 10 seconds later I realize it is lust and not love, but as my mate Earl always says, “lust is better than love.”  

Well, one of my more passive hobbies is reading about Thailand nightlife on the internet at various online columns, message boards and blogs.  Yeah, even Khun Nana is incapable of having sex 24 hours a day.   I have to admit that it can be quite depressing reading over and over again about how some guy lost his heart, money and pride to some gal he met at a bar in Pattaya or Bangkok.  EP must be the only profession in the world where you are criticized the most when you have given the best service!  It is called “the world’s oldest profession” for a reason.  It is!  When you pay money to a gal for entertainment and sex it is the ONLY time in your life you know exactly what to expect from the gal right upfront.  You pay money and have fun and sex, and she makes money and provides the fun and sex.  That’s it. 

It really irritates the hell out of me when a gal provides superior service, makes the guy feel like a million bucks and then he disrespects her on the internet because she wasn’t “in love with him.  She was just working.  She had a Thai boyfriend at home.”  Give me a break. She made love to you with passion and treated you better than any woman has in your entire life, but your heart was broken when she returned to work or went home to her boyfriend?  Please tell me her name, number, and what bar she works in because that is EXACTLY the kind of service that the sane 99% of the male population is looking for. 

I guess the gals should just lay there and wait for the customer to finish like a western EP would do.  Then the customers would feel no need to berate her publicly.  I am reminded of a particular evening last autumn when I was enjoying a cold beer and warm lass at one of my favorite go-go bars in Nana Plaza.  Suddenly an extremely irate loser (errr..customer) stormed into the bar and demanded to talk to the manager. The manager was not in at the moment so the mamasan (older Thai lady who looks after the gals) was brave enough to attempt calming this guy down. 

After insulting the bar, manager, mamasan and half the Thai staff, he finally told his story about how he had taken a gal out of that bar, bought her a house, a car, gold, taken care of her sick buffalo, supported 17 deadbeat relatives etc.  He was so pathetic I really was thinking that the honorable thing for him to do would be to kill himself.  He actually made me ashamed to be a man!

 Well, the mamsan did her best to explain to him that the gal was not an indentured servant of the bar, that relationships end every day and he had taken a gamble and lost.  I thought she did an excellent job as I have to tell you that conflict resolution is not an expertise that many Thais possess.  He screamed some obscenities, broke a bottle over a table and angrily exited the bar.  I complimented the mamasan on her conflict resolution skills and she had this to say to me:  “Why don’t these guys read the sign at the entrance to the plaza. It says “Nana Entertainment Plaza.”  This is a place to come for entertainment.  If you want a girlfriend, look anywhere else but here.  At the bank, office, 7-11, at work or wherever but ANYWHERE else but here.”  Truer words have never been spoken

I recently had a friend visit from the UK.  It was not only his first trip to Thailand, but his very first trip to Asia.  Naturally he assumed Bangkok would be dangerous and crime ridden and the gals of the night would be hard, rude and extremely professional and mercenary.  Let’s face it; the propaganda dispersed in the west paints all of Asia in this way.  I will never forget the UK version of Maxim magazine stating that everyone who enters Nana Plaza is immediately offered sex with a boy under the age of 12!  What a pile of crap. 

Anyway, my mate and I were sitting in a small beer bar and all the gals were flirting with us, joking, giggling and just enjoying life.  My friend was shocked to say the least.  It just didn’t relate in any way to the load of rubbish that had been shoved down his throat back home.  He looked at me in a confused way and asked “are these girls hookers?”  I said “yes, most will spend the night with you if you like.”  His response was “but they are so much nicer than even the normal gals back home!”  Yes, another western man has caught Thailand fever.  Much like 90% of the tourists I have met here, he was planning his next trip on the airplane home!

Until next time.  Khun Nana

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Taiwan: The picture at left is of Taiwanese schoolgirls oblivious to imminent danger of the fox in their henhouse; the picture at right is of a girl with a shirt that says: "I gonna soak up the sky and spread these."  Hmmm, she better wait 'til she has sumpin' tah spread, ah's thinkin'.




Letters from Readers

A friend asked me recently why some of the letter writers don't use their full names if they are in fact real letters.  They are indeed real letters and most writers don't care if I use their full names but a few do; and I can't always remember which care about it and which don't so for safety's sake I sometimes only use the first name and initial.  Some folks may be concerned because the wife or boss or governing powers of the country they are in might see their name attached to a critical or sexy letter, etc., and it is not my intention to get anyone in trouble. (Except Dana, of course, I'd get him in trouble if I could)  ;-)



Attn: Mr. Deanbarr (as if that is your real name)

 Not to put too fine a point on it: in a previous edition of your website you promised more pictures of Fon.  More pictures of Fon did not appear in the next edition of your website.  A promise is a contract and a promise broken is a contract broken; not only with me but with all of your readers.  Eureka. We are now in class action suit territory nimrod.

 This kind of legal slam dunk barely deserves my legal firm's time so I am having my butler's barrister start the paperwork. We intend to sue you in 190 countries plus the Vatican for non delivery of goods and services promised; to wit--pictures of Fon.

 Go ahead website Wille; laugh like a demented hyena in the African night.  The last laugh will be on you as the United Nations and the Vatican and the Council of Churches and the Dana Fan Club and the South Pattaya boulevard cruisers turn on you. 

 How can we make this ugliness go away?  Simple.  You have my address and you have pictures of Fon.  Do the right thing or the Pope is going to be on you like a dog on a bone.  You've had a good ride but the honeymoon is over.  Put the pictures in an unmarked manilla packing envelope and make sure each picture is protected by a vellum separator.  I'd ask you to wipe off your finger prints and other assorted scums as a courtesy but I know who I am talking to.  Just send the pictures of Fon.  Or else.

 A Fan You Will Never Guess




Congratulations Khun Dana, this may be the first time you have made a valid point.  But spare me your wrath and save it for the French because Fon and her husband were to stay with me on their way to Europe and France made it so difficult for her visa that they dropped the idea for now.  So as a result they remain in Burriram and I have no way to photograph the lovely Fon.  But, rest assured, if they do manage to get a visa and come to Bangkok, you shall certainly have your wishes and fantasies fulfilled, erotic though they may be.




Dear Dean,

Here's some back-up (two articles out of Vietnam) for what I was saying that it isn't the foreigners who introduce the young, including school girls, into the sex industry. Rather, like the lady Minister of Social Affairs and for Confronting Social Evils, for Vietnam, stated, it's a function of corrupt Party (commie) officials. Of course, like I've set forth before, those foreign women going after foreigners, you write of, in Cambodia will never go for the source of the problem (local officials); after all, their leisurely NGO boondoggle of a life in the country will be no more, they'll be out of the country (local guys will probably wait until their visa is up for extension), and NGO types love the NGO business. Here are two examples of highly-placed local officials perusing school girls: 

I. This article is of about 3 days ago:

Six arrested in sex crackdown
Quang Ninh police detained six people in a crackdown on child prostitution in the northern province.


Policeman to be disciplined in underage sex scandal
Authorities in northern Cao Bang province are considering disciplinary action against a deputy manager of the local police department for having sex with a minor, a source told Thanh Nien Thursday. Lieutenant-colonel Hoang Truong Son, 50, admitted having sex with a 15 year old girl, in a story that began with the arrests of gang members responsible for forcing local young girls into the sex trade.

Lewis H.




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More News on the "Religion of Peace"




The "Religion of Peace" continues to visit Southern Thailand


8/2/2008 Thailand Yala - A 29-year-old civilian is shot to death while riding a motorcycle.


8/6/2008 (Yala, Thailand) - A school principal is shot multiple times by Muslims while on his way home.


8/8/2008 (Pattani, Thailand) - A 60-year-old Buddhist is beheaded by Islam's Holy Warriors.


8/8/2008 (Yala, Thailand) - A fruit trader having dinner with his wife is among two people shot to death by Muslim terrorists in separate attacks.

LINE8/7/2008 (Pattani) - Muslims attack two military outposts, one ranger shot.

8/7/2008 (Pattani) - Muslims torch a school and explode a bomb in Yarang district.

8/6/2008 - A police officer was seriously wounded in a shooting near a mosque in Narathiwat.


Incredible but all too common these days.  Random House has cancelled a novel about Mohammad and his wife.  A professor of Islam who reviewed the novel said it was not right as it ridiculed Islam.  Random House said it was afraid of offending and a small group of Muslims might become violent.  So it's OK to criticize Christianity, Buddhism, etc., but not Islam!  Islam is not a religion; it is a fanatical brotherhood masquerading as a religion and instead of standing up against it, Random House has proven itself a coward. The point of literature is to explore the human condition. One of the best ways to do that is by challenging cherished beliefs. If we censor anything that "might offend" why write or publish books?

Thousands of Deadly Islamic Terror Attacks Since 9/11




This young African Sudanese was kidnapped, and enslaved by radical Muslim raiders. Subsequently, his arm was chopped off by his master for the "crime" of losing a goat. To date, the Jihad in Sudan has claimed the lives of two million African Christians and animists. Thousands of other have been enslaved, raped, and maimed. Today there is a creeping genocide that threatens the people of Southern Sudan. -





Sutarsi is a Christian, an Indonesian, and a victim of the creeping genocide against the Christian community in the Moluccas islands, Indonesia.  Her village was attacked by Jihadist militants. In the ensuing battle, Sutarsi was shot in the face by a Muslim militant. S he survived.  Many of her fellow Christian villagers were not as fortunate.

Nearly 50% of the population of the Moluccan islands is Christian. But they are now under siege. They face an onslaught perpetrated by the Laskar Jihad Islamic fundamentalist group, and ignored by the Indonesian government.  The 1 million Christians of the Moluccas islands are fast becoming an endangered people.  They face a systematic campaign of terror, torture, murder, and forced emigration. Without the help of the international human rights community, they will soon become extinct. -




Thai Buddhist shot, burned, nailed and beheaded by followers of "the Religion of Peace"


On July 4, insurgents beheaded Khan Sangthong, a 55-year-old Buddhist, in Bannang Sta district, Yala province. He was shot, burned, had nails hammered through his hands, and was beheaded. His severed head was placed on a bridge about 60 meters from his body. Over the past four years, more than 20 Buddhist Thais have been beheaded by insurgents across the southern border provinces.  




This is one of at least two babies that a Palestinian tried to crush with a bulldozer in Jerusalem.  Friends describe the man as a "devout Muslim."  




Despite the belief of Western leftists, not everyone is open to dialogue. 




Another Muslim "Honor Killing" in America


The local Islamic leader, Shahid Malik, quoted below, is already trying to portray this murder as a consequence of "depression."  How many more young women will have to die before Muslim immigration into the U.S. is ended?

"Clayton Co. Police Say Father Killed Daughter to Honor Family," from MyFOXAtlanta, July 7

CLAYTON COUNTY, Ga. (MyFOX Atlanta) – A Clayton County man was behind bars Sunday, accused of killing his own daughter. Police said the father was angry because he felt his daughter was disgracing the family.

Investigators said 54-year-old Chaudhry Rashad was so outraged at his daughter, Sandela Kanwal, and her plans for divorce that he killed her after a heated argument at the family's home. Investigators said Rashad confessed to strangling the 25-year-old woman.

"The family is very upset and stressed," said Shahid Malik of the Pakistani American Community of Atlanta.

No kidding, really?

Malik met with the family Sunday and said they were all traumatized.  Neighbors said the family was generally quiet, but also hard to miss.  "I would see the young lady outside every once in a while dressed in the traditional Muslim gear," said neighbor Jack Hannah.

"The father, he would pray at certain times of the mornings and evenings," said neighbor Cynthia Smith.  Rashad was taken to the Clayton County jail. Police said they interviewed Rashad and he said he killed his daughter as a matter of honor, because he felt her plans for divorce would have disgraced the family.

"She was under depression too and the father was very stressed and under depression," said Malik.  Police said the victim had been in an arranged marriage and hadn't seen her husband, who lives in Chicago, for months....




More understanding and tolerant members of "the religion of Peace."




Never Forget!  Palestinians rejoice at 9/11.




What Happens to Politically Correct Countries that Allow Muslims in:

The Growth of Terror





Sana’a: A group of Yemeni clerics warned women from getting out of their homes. The order, they claim, is to protect society from “vice and sexual chaos”.  The clerics also said that political role for women contradicts Islamic values.  "We warn against opening the door for women, who will get out of their houses and mix with men," the clerics stated in a booklet distributed during a meeting.




An Amish farmer, walking through his field, notices a man kneeling

down and cupping a hand to drink from the farm pond.
The Amish farmer shouts, "Trink das wasser nicht. Die kuhen haben
dahin gesheissen." (Which means: "Don't drink the water, the cows
defecate in it.")
The kneeling man shouts back, angrily, "I'm a Muslim, I don't
understand you. I speak Arabic and English. If you can't speak in the
sacred tongue of Islam, speak to me in English."
The Amish farmer replies, "Use two hands, you'll get more."








“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. 





Some books that tell it like it is!


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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