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I second that advise to just ask some of the girls. It was the obvious thing to say and it casts a light on what I'd rather not call the 'stickman mentality', that somehow you've got to deceive, spy, and somehow think you're somehow superior to the girls. I was hoping that era of shite was long gone. And I'd rather not say it because Stick is a nice guy, but he's left this horrible legacy behind. I've always thought that you could get a girl and treat her with real respect, like she's an honoured guest to your room. Offer them a trip to the 7/11 or Family Mart. Give them a drink and some snacks. Why not take them dancing? If you want long time it's all in how you act. Don't just fuck, *talk* to her- get the scoop (nod, wink). It isn't rocket science, and not by a long shot. If it was me, I'd go into Nana and talk to the 'bouncers'. Then move on to the bars. Talk to the girls. Get the lay of the land so to speak. I know it's not cheap, but proper intelligence is never cheap.

I believe in Bowie's elaborate construction of logical building blocks in his song 'Modern Love'. Where it gets you is modern love, and what an awful failure that has been. No wedding bells, no church, no religion. And when did he write that song - it was the 70's wasn't it. Jesus! (yes the irony isn't lost on me), if you have to worship anyone, might as well be Bowie.

Thai motorcycle taxi driver who predates on inebriated European women and basically owns up to being a serial rapist hands himself in. He claims she was happy to stay in a deserted building in a forlorn part of Bangkok in the dark and alone after they had 'consensual' sex. I'm going to be putting pressure on the Australian government to ensure this scum fuck is properly punished. There are various avenues for doing this. I'm sure Thailand doesn't want this type of thing to damage the tourist industry - and it will if they don't punish this bastard. The Thai police actually did a good job! Very well done guys!!! They stayed on point, when a less professional police would have just said she made it all up. The part where the police where considering filing charges for a false report was a particularly low point, but I think some strings must have been pulled behind closed doors, and they got there man - well, if he isn't a stooge I suppose - nothing surprises me anymore.... http://www.abc.net.a...tralian/8128784 Thai man arrested for alleged rape of Australian woman in Bangkok By South East Asia correspondent Liam Cochrane Posted Fri at 7:18pm MAP: Thailand Thai police have arrested a motorcycle taxi driver who is accused of raping an Australian woman earlier this month. The 23-year-old woman told police she had flagged down a tuk-tuk for a ride after drinking heavily, and then she was brought to a deserted building and attacked by two men. Thai police initially appeared to doubt the story, focussing on the woman's intoxicated state. But they later issued an arrest warrant for a 32-year old Thai man identified in security camera footage as a suspect. Ekburut Ritrakkaphan, 32, handed himself in to police on Thursday (local time). He is a motorcycle taxi driver, not a tuk-tuk driver. Mr Ekburut admitted to having sex with the woman but said it was consensual. He told police he often rides his motorcycle to Khaosan Road late at night because he knows it is a good place to find inebriated women to have sex with, according to a report from news site Khaosod English. Mr Ekburut said he abandoned her at the empty building at her request, reported Khaosod English. The woman has not been identified, but is reportedly due to fly back to Australia next week.

Ummm, don't know the bar - but I fail to see what is so objectionable about coyote girls.

This was on one of the morning shows. Found a link here: http://www.bangkokpost.com/news/general/1155565/tuk-tuk-driver-friend-accused-of-raping-australian-woman The police have CCTV footage of the women prior to the attack. She is seen with a friend walking very unsteady down the Khao San Road. At one point she braced herself for an imminent fall against a noodle street cart and was seen to be thwarting her lady friends attempts to help her. She had clearly had to much to drink and should have been taken safely home to where her lodgings were. It's unclear whether her friend abandoned her to the Tuk-tuk jackals, who then saw fit to take her to a 'nail' house where she was repeatedly abused. Police are hunting down the perps, but it appears they've gone to ground like the very vermin they are. An emotional old local woman made a heart felt plea to the general public, to 'skin these scum alive'. [i wouldn't wish to get on her bad side]

I think a lot of it's down to timing. Something that works very well with the ladies in any language really. Your motives can be entirely transparent, but if you are energetic and enthusiastic and plaster a winning smile on you face you're already half way home in my experience. The reason I say culture is so important is that most languages have a natural rhythm which is derived from the various traditions and practices inherent in it. This is crucial to understanding timing. When I was a schoolboy I played cricket. As a batsman I was fairly mediocre - but every now and then I'd hit a six. The ball would fly off the bat with barely a flick of the wrist - all in timing. That 'sweet spot' applies to language as well. Timing in language isn't really much discussed, but in my experience, it' almost paramount. You can lose tones, garble the sounds, but often if the timing is right - then you're good! Not saying you should garble the sounds or not worry about tones mind you. Now another thing before I go. I agree with Flashy - what a crying shame to retire here with no plan to learn the language. Like Bust says there are many communities in Australia, that remain in there own bubble - but the important thing is there children go to public schools, and I've got Vietnamese friends I went to school with that speak such a broad Australian accent, they' put Paul Hogan to shame! But it is sad that these Europeans are retiring here with no thought for the language. I'd like to think that if it were somehow made a bit easier for them to learn they would choose too.

You know you are seriously messed up if you cite Tina Turner! For the love of christ!!!

lol, I think she does - good answer, yet I'm still wondering??. She quite obviously has reason to believe, that I know she knows, that think I know and know, and therefore as you suggest, she does know !!!! But that would be an over simplistic analysis of the entire problem. Well you know I think these logical elements should be puzzled together somehow, before I flesh out the details of this sordid story.

If you want to become truly expert at something, give it about 10 years. Well I've reached that milestone with Thai, and looking back, there are some lessons learnt, so listen up grasshoppers, and even you Thai gurus might learn something as well, so listen up yo'. 1. If your Teerak is speaking in a lingo you can't understand, it's either colloquial, a dialect or a different language (or you're tone deaf LOL). Given your 10 year deadline, just go ahead and learn that as well. I started trying to learn one language, but I ended up learning most South East Asian languages as well. Something I never planned from the outset. However I don't regret it. Your approach may vary of course. 2. Become a scholar of the culture. And I'm not talking about one of those coffee table picture books about temples. Find several good books about different aspects of Thai culture and history and read them. Don't rely on internet posters like me, because to be honest, I'm far from reliable. I won't provide a list because some of them are most likely banned in Thailand, better safe than sorry! Nod, wink. 3. Talk from day one. I am a very sensitive kind of person - a common remark on my school report cards was how sensitive I was. LOL I still mind my Dad reading out a line from one of them, 'displays an amazing and encyclopedic knowledge and understanding of space and the solar system, something the class never studied, but really is far too sensitve'. ' So being a sensitive person I put off talking, afraid of making a prat of myself. But really, that was being far too considerate. When you are in Thailand, always speak Thai first. The only exceptions are when talking Thai will actually make you a prat, like ordering for everyone at the table to a Burmese waitress who knows less Thai than you do. Also, unless you explain that you want to try out your Thai first, it can belittle staff, like at a hotel reception for example, whom are employed for their skill in understanding English. 4. Thai Tv is both your friend and enemy. You will find great joy here. It's where I learnt how to explain an affair as 'sometimes a man wants to eat a spicy takeaway, when the fare going at home is tasty...'. If you use this line, though - I wish you all the luck in the world. Better to have a go-between say it and come in on a wing and a prayer. 5. When you talk Thai be yourself. I like to joke around, but sometimes it gets me in hot water. Checking into a back country resort after a long motorbike ride, I might hit on the ageing Grandmother at the till for instance. Everyone laughs, and more than once I've got the Grand Daughter visiting me late at night to say hello to that nice young Farang! Jing, jing, lol. 6. More like a addendum to 3, but there are situations where it pays to just be a dumb Farang and mimic one who is only just learning. This list is not extensive, but you should do this when speaking to policeman, or most people in authority for example. Why? It's simple, trying to extort money from a water buffalo takes an enormous amount of skill for a Thai person, and potentially humiliating. Do NOT relegate yourself to such a foolish position. Also try not to speak Thai within earshot of other Farang also, owing to my 'sensitivity'. It attracts (unwanted) attention, and questions like where did you learn? The length of this post shows how I can choose to be abrupt, wrong, or just downright rude. Or if I'm in the mood and you buy me several drinks, then and only then will I 'fess up. 7. Well there's plenty more, so there is going to have to be a Part 2. In the meantime, appreciate your comments, and how your efforts to master this mind boggling language are really going. And if you're just starting out - mind this, it might take 10 years, but it's a hell of a lot of fun in the meantime!!! And if you make it so, so will it be - least that's how it rolls in my experience. Good luck!

And she thinks she knows the answer. But I'm feeling so low. I've motorbiked into back country to think things through. She doesn't know the answer, but she can see that I probably have it. But I don't know, by christ the things I don't know.. She knows, ha, she knows that I know. But what if she doesn't know that I know?

ไม่มี - Ha! Mai mee. Don't have. I love your writing Bubi, it's absolutely brilliant, 'Everything looks fine, including life as such', had me coughing and spluttering my coffee through my nose. Keep posting, and peace be with you brother.

I've become a somewhat 'aficionado' of Thai Tv. Not through choice let me mind you, but through omnipresence. I learnt to understand it, appreciate it's guile, laugh at the ads, sob at the antics, and .... well the list goes on, but I'm a great sucker of Thai Tv. Excuse me Coss, but in all the instances you quoted - you could replace 'rape', with 'displayed his virility with great passion', and it still fits and is far from offensive. Coupled with the fact that Asian women are notoriously shy (but game as hell in the sack), I begin to question your reasoning??? Don't get me wrong, rape is despicable. I question the feminist view that rape is so common as diluting the term and making it run counter to it's purpose. Who the fuck are these feminists anyway except horse-faced run-around-the-paddock-twice dried up whores? At the very least rape is a crime of such horror, it's up there with murder in my book. What to do? You could play with rape laws, or you could just fucking fix it. Give women more rights, and more of a voice. Cut off oxygen to the so called, 'feminists'. Make women more equal. You know what? Like Scandinavia has. And you know where the highest standard of living is? Scandinavia.

There did they why - we ran the gamut, the days get more complicated towards the end, and yet. Betwixt the sky and the earth, surely there is no way to become better acquainted then by the simple virtue of being in Isaan!

I hear you brother, you can feel awkward or you can go native. The countryside is bliss.

This type of millennial twat scares the shit out of me. It was a prank, no real harm done. I fully understand that. But the prank involved insulting Thai people whom had every right to if they choose to never speak a word of English. And worse still, with disrespect, illiterate and even lacking a rudimentary framework of morals which would have thwarted any design to make a video such as this - wwweeeeeeellllllllll - lo and behold the chap's a missionary. So what is his mission? So far it appears to be quite worrying for the elderly expat community. They have already enacted a cruel left hook on the plaza, now while you're reeling they're searching for the knockout punch. He is out to get you make no bloody mistake about it. And please tell me why should we tolerate some ignorant prick, funded by church money, making church vids, to make some petty fame, whilst riding roughshod over us?

Thanks for this, I laughed my arse off. Minds me of medical school - we would go driving and you'd have to climb out one window, shimmy across the roof, and make your way into the opposite window, all the while driving a terrible wheel speeds. Anything to waste time and thwart exams I suppose, lol.

100 christ!!! you'd think you'd break your cock off the hinge!!!

Karl Marx: "Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the heart of a heartless world, and the soul of soulless conditions. It is the opium of the people". ​He goes on to say (I'm paraphrasing now), that we fritter about needlessly plucking and twirling (imaginary) flowers from the chain that enslaves us, rather than just shrugging the wretched thing off and moving on - so that we can grow real flowers and live to adore them. The Unmensch (nowhere man) must fashion his own reality at his peril, because after all, religion didn't make man, man made religion.

i'm a on a roll here: The Claim: ' TRUMP POTUS'. Outcome: PENDING TRUE The Claim: 'Mad Elephant and Candy Prince, invisible hand'. Outcome: TRUE i'm busy working on 2017 at the moment, but it's looking like a right CRACKER of a year. Still trying to work out what's going on with gold and the other commodities, but if the modelling I've done proves correct - then we are in for a - well best not spoil the surprise, besides I haven't made my mind up yet. Promise to include a wrap up of Thai TV as well, along with general affairs. Ha! there's a lot of spicy tidbits to tell.

You know what - I'm not sure why, but that news made me happy as well. Oh sweetness. Such sweet irony. I mean with the blithe disregard for Nana, and the embrace of Laos ladies, it reminds me of myself not so long ago. Also Laos is such an authoritative language, unless you're a real prick - or maybe if you are, who knows?, but you can boss people about so much more. You can't help yourself even if you tried. Most 'requests' come out sounding like an order. I mean I don't want to boss people around - there's plenty of first class prongs around for that, I'm simply saying how impressed I was. Speak then immediate action. Repeat Immediate. It impressed me and kind of depressed me at the same time. I realised it was only a whim that kept me from becoming a prong myself. Well I woke up to myself. Kind of brushed myself down, looked myself in the mirror, then decided I'd better lay off the sauce for a while. Become a better person. But way-hayyy, happy times since then. I know this is a long and rambling post, excuse me dear Sir, but the point is my man BuBi - and I know you;re being lighthearted - if you persist in this relationship - *you* will change - and it will be irrevocable. I think I was lucky, there was fair weather and the landing was a soft one, but I can easily see all the risks I took now in hindsight and there's no way I'd do it again. I tell you it was a fucking miracle that I landed at all. I'm not joking - it was get out and kiss mother earth and check your whole body. If you like I'll tell the story, just let me know....

BTW I chose this particular series because English subtitles are readily available - and this is a cracker of a series that I'd highly recommend if only because it's a formative lesson on how not to get your balls cut off when in a relationship with a Thai Lady. It's called สามีตีตรา if anyone is interested. I used this as part of my personal language studies and I submitted my own translations to various people for subtitles because the one's out there were simply so bad.

A hi-so lady invades a women's wedding to show on the big vtr screen her ex-husband making love to the prospective bride. Then she threw shit on her face. Her name is Karet and she is one of those girls that buys 1000 baht colas on the Khao San rd. She also has a problem, which should make us all for sorry for her (while she makes our lives hell). Of course that problem is mental illness. It occurred to me that this kind of passive aggressive behavior might be more psychotic, rather then cultural. I mean I really don't have a clue. I just don't understand psychology much, but I've I'd read about mental illness and I came upon this interesting theory. What if psychosis was fixed, much like gravity is fixed. If psychosis was more of a field energy, like gravity, then that would certainly explain it all. Think about in these terms: there is only so much psychosis that a society can tolerate. If psychosis is concentrated too much in a minority of people then it only makes sense that the majority are mostly sane. Now the clever way of looking at this is look at the polar opposite. If the minority are almost sane, then the majority are with varying degrees of severity - insane. All of the a sudden this model starts to sound true. But what if only say 60% are sane and 40% insane? That's when we start to question what sanity even is... And that's where Karet comes in. Is she sane? Well no - not at least according to the latest psychological understanding of the word. Mind I'm an amateur here, but she would seem to suffer from a personality disorder - most likely borderline. She displays all the symptoms - Frantic efforts to avoid real or imagined abandonment. She offers her husband 10 M Baht to start his own business (she is the rich one and he is poor) to persuade him to stop his philandering. A pattern of unstable and intense interpersonal relationships characterized by alternating between extremes of idealization and devaluation. This is her fourth husband - all they rest have died. Mind you she is only in her twenties, and the death toll could considerably rise - being episode 1 and all. Identity disturbance: markedly and persistently unstable self-image or sense of self. She is completely unwilling to get herself ready for a photo shoot while her housemaids are virtually pulling their hair out. Impulsivity in at least two areas that are potentially self-damaging (e.g., spending, promiscuous sex, eating disorders, substance abuse, reckless driving, binge eating).She has to be forcibly restrained from confronting reporters by her house staff to avoid her from making a fool of not only herself but to her extended family. Recurrent suicidal behavior, gestures, or threats, or self-mutilating behavior. In the opening scene her (step) mother is going away and makes a sarcastic comment about not slitting your wrists this time. Affective instability due to a marked reactivity of mood (e.g., intense episodic dysphoria, irritability, or anxiety usually lasting a few hours and only rarely more than a few days) In this case it's like Karet is their textbook example. You couldn't demonstrate this characteristic better to anyone more easily then just telling them to watch this soap. Chronic feelings of emptiness. Her pretend mourning for her husband, then attempted seduction of the upright and (seemingly impotent) good samaritan. Inappropriate, intense anger or difficulty controlling anger (e.g., frequent displays of temper, constant anger, recurrent physical fights). This is Thai soap 101 and Karet starts the battle in the very opening scene. Transient, stress-related paranoid ideation or severe dissociative symptoms Everyone seems to know she's just a bomb ticking. So the thing is you think, well Karet certainly fits the bill - you only need five or more of the traits to qualify anyway. But to my dawning horror, most of the characters display the very same traits with various severity. Even the so called Heroine in the tale. If the so called psychosis quotient rule really fits, then what they are doing is radiating psychosis into the airwaves in a cynical attempt to ameleriote some high order elite types that need progressive therapy. It's chilling to think about really. Ok before you accuse me of being insane let me tell you something that kind of blew me away. I found myself in a completely unforeseen and unprovoked argument with a girlfriend of mine. It was bizarre and out of the blue. Slyly I asked her did she watch any TV last night. Of course she had. I got a copy and sure enough I saw the exact same argument being played out on the screen. Still as I say I know next to nothing about the junk science of Psychology. I read a few books, but I must admit I found them turgid and largely incomprehensible with too much arcane language I couldn't be arsed to learn about. It can still be useful even if it is largely unscientific.

I suppose what I'm trying to say is that we stutter, and pretend we knew the answer all the time, and everywhere we go we always run. There never was a need to run, to crawl, or a need to pretend, because the answer was always there if we could just care to observe it. To do the honourable thing. Because if you accept that the default position in life is to cheat and steal, then you've only got yourself to blame. This all actually happened BTW, perhaps I melodrama'd it a bit. But Cap'n I'm a nothing but a melodramatist.

And then the General walked in, as cool as you please. He informed me that my only option was to comply. A decision I soon regretted because I found myself in his luxury BMW pleading for my life. It was all Torn's fault - that vixen that well; you're a man, surely can't you see you hear: she bewitched me, I swear it! I was given rather short shrift. I was digging a hole for myself and at the time I barely knew it when it all suddenly became clear to me - do you mind those moments when it's like a light switches on and everything makes perfect sense? I fondly remember the scene now swathed in the beautiful light of distance and reflection, as the General glowered at me I asked him in my best Thai for the honour of his Daughter's hand in marriage - I saw the faintest flicker of a smile on his face, and I smiled for my life it seemed and fairly soon we were both laughing, clapping each other on the back and great fellows once more. These days we get on like a house on fire. He consults me occasionally particularly about foreign matters, but mostly when we catch up, we open a good bottle of scotch, muse about the kids and the world, and I have to say that life, if it wasn't so odd, is good.

Also since you asked where the benefit is? There is and never will be an immediate benefit for being a decent human being. Perhaps you might wake up one day and realise you are not a complete arsehole. But I suppose that is for you to decide. I don't know about you, but I certainly don't abrogate my thoughts or actions or principles to keep in line with whatever is in vogue. I restate, we should keep level heads and use our long experience (many people have much more than I), to lead the discussion. And why? I admit this leads nicely to a conclusion, but sometimes good ideas have a habit of doing this: because the Thais are hurting, and because we wouldn't be here if we didn't love them.