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September 5th, 2006 by bangkokcharlesDon’t you queer on me pitch
Rape Me
January 30th, 2006 by bangkokcharlesIn response to the following post:
http://www.thaivisa.com/forum/index.php?showtopic=58499&st=30
Including the Thai Population in the tourism figures distorts the picture. The projection for last year was 13.8 million foreign visitors. Thai Agrarian incomes are insufficent to travel abroad and thus travel to Australia for tourism is beyond their means.
Now, the crucial point here is that Thailand has always ‘banked’ on a compound growth of circa 10-20% year in year out; despite; Gulf War, SARS, Asian Economic Downturn, Bird Flu, Extra Judicial Killings and the long list of Thai Guys milling about on Sukhumvit 11 who compete with the Albanian Mafia in the innocent-and-friendly-looking-guys-that-hang-on-street-corners-stakes. The tourism levels keep growing. Its also why everyone took a metaphorical fiscal shit after the Tsunami.
Then you may wish take a closer look at one of the largest tourism authorities in the world, it highlights the internecine pork barrel warfare and feeble advertising that evidently must be lining a few media boys pockets, not to mention the Japanese agency they hire.
In short the only thing that stops tourism, is a rape murder that hits the tabloids. That’s why those fishermen were rounded up so quickly and are being executed. Without pressure from abroad it would have been swept under the beach hut.
The thing about all this massive growth (Thailand wants 20 million visitors per annum very very soon) is that it pumps up prices, strains the infrastructure, poisons the environment and makes greedy people even greedier. I’m of the opinion that a flatter tourism growth curve would be good for Thailand. The word sustainable is mocked in a world that has finite resources, and sees growth as the only way forward. Growth is greed and the rich are the greediest…… This is a fact
I’m not the only one… I’m not the only one. Kurt Cobain.
Avian Flu
January 15th, 2006 by bangkokcharlesIt’s official sucking a Rooster is contagious!
It’s a beautiful day
January 7th, 2006 by bangkokcharlesHurrah! Yasser Arafat kicked it last year giving the Palis a chance at not being shafted endlessly by their contemptible fool of a leader, and now Sharon has cabagged out doing the haemorragh hymie. 2006 is shaping up nicely! With those two off the promised land I’m feeling that the chance of a peace deal is looking more likely. If Hamas get a grip and lay of the Jihad Juice…..
I see that the Houston Chronicle editorial (Is that a Texan Star in the masthead?) sticks the boot into the Palis for feeling cheerful about the whole affair. They write that, ’some Palestinians reacted to Sharon’s situation with a gladness that was distasteful, even taking into account the long enmity between Arabs and Israelis and Sharon’s reputation as a ruthless commander’
Enmity? That’s Chutzpah for you. A war criminal even by many Israelis’ standards, Sharon, as an Israeli military officer on the West Bank village of Qibya in 1953, took action for which 69 civilians were murdered. Let’s not even talk about the Sabra and Shatila massacres. I’d be having a street party if I was a Pali, as long as the street wasn’t on a bit of promised land. (honest, it’s your guv - God says so).
Maybe there’s a chance for stuff to get sorted and give the the Semites a chance to live together and work out what they’re going to do.
http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/editorial/3571065.html
Rest in peace Arafat and Sharon. Cut from the same cloth. Villains both of them.
Life, Love, Liquor and Logic
January 1st, 2006 by bangkokcharlesSome might call it a collective bout of intellectual brain flatulence, but I think we all make mistakes don’t we? Without drinkers, this as yet unnamed collective, is of no practical purpose in the debate – and recklessly self-indulgent. This insurgent group of digitally-lively but less articulate segment of society is the same one that has been proven to drive teetotallers to alcohol in the first place. It feels to me that there is a whiff of superciliousness in the tail wind, and this is quite clearly a disgraceful imposition of morals on people, and thus completely unethical. These people are completely unethical. Make no mistake; they are a threat to society at large!
Re-hydration is hugely documented as crucial to recovery from New Years, New New! If you’ve overdone it, all the advice both scientific and anecdotal seems to be, drink with unrestrained abandon as much H2O as possible before sleeping. My tip but completely unscientific or even googled, is that I was advised the saltiness of Marmite helps to restore the body’s chemistry the following morning and worked effectively. I hypothesised that taking a spoon of salt before sleep when if I was say squiffy on a delicious tasting bottle or two of Shiraz with friends or lovers, (hopefully both) has worked alarmingly well on the times that I theoretically should have been experiencing a honker of a ‘day- after’ . It probably is scientifically proven to start a process on the body akin to curing but since there is no definitive panacea for the wide range and permutations of hangover effects, I don’t mind sharing my own experience as well as the chap who swore by marmite. Must have been in the very late 80’s in Shepherds Bush or possibly even 1990.
If you like a drink and love life, well so you should. The world is a richer joint for its diversity. Doesn’t this also lend succour to the idea that what doesn’t kill us, possibly makes us a little stronger? On that count, even a little moderation should benefit from a little excess sometimes. That Seems logical doesn’t it? Good Luck in 2006.
Don’t you wish your poems were brief like me?
December 31st, 2005 by bangkokcharlesDontcha..
Godcasting
Life should be the other way around
This is the least anonymous time I will spend all day
It’s much larger than we ever thought
Does my boss read what I do?
I don’t have an Ipod
Welcome back
Hand cranked computers are tres chic
The Clergy are the new rock stars
I find myself torn between worship and work
What you gonna do with all that junk?
God is on your Ipod
Isn’t Positive Morality the same notion expressed twice?
December 9th, 2005 by bangkokcharlesSam Leith of The Online Daily Telegraph as commentating that "If giving a fattie a new hip, or a drunk a new liver, isn’t going to work, you’re not going to do it anyway."
This is the soundbite for a cheeky little piece that deserves review, and in my opinon makes a good case for clinically decisive, moral-censures if they weren’t so completely interchangable and ostensibly meaningless.
Charles: <—————— Takes a bow
…and tips his Top Hat towards Sam’s perspicacity.
After all, its a tiny world
Flattery Will Get You Everywhere
December 7th, 2005 by bangkokcharles| Date received: December 7, 2005 |
| Subject: Thanks……. |
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for gracing our presence dear flamboyant beautiful human bowl of soup. I’m going
to read all the books you listed. I’m saying
hello because I know I’ll never see another
man like you in life other than in my dreams.
Please consider making as many copies more
copies of yourself as possible as the beautiful
little one. She has you written all over her
face. Give to Lisa’s Populate the Planet With
Perfect DNA Fund. YOU ROCK baby!
love scissors sisters,
Lisa
About me and who I’d like to meet
Hi, I’m very open-minded and spontaneous. I love to have intellectually stimulating conversations. I have a contagious sense of humor and can’t really hold in a laugh when necessary. If you don’t want to be embarrassed, don’t point because I will laugh. I enjoy cutting edge technology and how it can best suit my (tv’s too far away to go change the channel) lifestyle. I’m a music fashion and pc aficionada and have no other major interests but entertaining my man, caring for loved ones. My ideal date will be a sensible man with courage and backbone when needed. Must be streetwise, mature, and God-fearing. (yes, just plain old school.) Enjoy life both in business and pleasure and know the precarious art of mixng the two successfully. and be a loyal friend if not more. Impeccable manners. (in public) I like good looks, but I’m much more interested in what’s inside. I would like you to understand the heart of a woman. Nevermind that impossibility, just understanding that I’m completely feminine, almost everything I own is pink, that I may have to spoil you later on if Sak’s is having a sale, is quite enough. And yes, I will spoil you later. Thanks for checking me out. Waitin to hear from ya.
Unaccredited dish……best served cold.
November 22nd, 2005 by bangkokcharlesDear Connie,
I know the counselor said we shouldn’t contact each other during our "cooling off" period, but I couldn’t wait anymore. The day you left, I swore I’d never talk to you again. But that was just the wounded little boy in me talking. Still, I never wanted to be the first one to make contact. In my fantasies, it was always you who would come crawling back to me. I guess my pride needed that.
But now I see that my pride’s cost me a lot of things. I’m tired of pretending I don’t miss you. I don’t care about looking bad anymore. I don’t care who makes the first move as long as one of us does. Maybe it’s time we let our hearts speak as loudly as our hurt. And this is what my heart says: "There’s no one like you, Connie." I look for you in the eyes and breasts of every woman I see, but they’re not you. They’re not even close.
Two weeks ago, I met this girl at Flamingos and brought her home with me. I don’t say this to hurt you, but just to illustrate the depth of my desperation. She was young, maybe 19; with one of those perfect bodies that only youth and maybe a childhood spent ice skating can give you. I mean, just a perfect body. Tits like you wouldn’t believe and an ass that just wouldn’t quit. Every man’s dream, right? But as I sat on the couch being blown by this stunner, I thought, look at the stuff we’ve made important in our lives. It’s all so superficial. What does a perfect body mean? Does it make her better in bed? Well, in this case, yes, but you see what I’m getting at. Does it make her a better person? Does she have a better heart than my moderately attractive Connie? I doubt it. And I’d never really thought of that before. I don’t know, maybe I’m just growing up a little. Later, after I’d tossed her about a half a pint of throat yogurt, I found myself thinking, "Why do I feel so drained and empty?" It wasn’t just her flawless technique or her slutty, shameless hunger, but something else. Some nagging feeling of loss. Why did it feel so incomplete?
And then it hit me. It didn’t feel the same because you weren’t there to watch. Do you know what I mean? Nothing feels the same without you. Jesus, Connie, I’m just going crazy without you. And everything I do just reminds me of you.
Do you remember Carol, that single mom we met at the Holiday Inn lounge last year? Well, she dropped by last week with a pan of lasagna. She said she figured I wasn’t eating right without a woman around. I didn’t know what she meant till later, but that’s not the real story. Anyway, we had a few glasses of wine and the next thing you know, we’re banging away in our old bedroom. And this tart’s a total monster in the sack. She’s giving me everything, you know, like a real woman does when she’s not hung up about her weight or her career and whether the kids can hear us. And all of a sudden, she spots that tilting mirror on your grandmother’s old vanity. So she puts it on the floor and we straddle it, right, so we can watch ourselves. And it’s totally hot, but it makes me sad, too. Cause I can’t help thinking, "Why didn’t Connie ever put the mirror on the floor? We’ve had this old vanity for what, 14 years, and we never used it as a sex toy."
Saturday, your sister drops by with my copy of the restraining order. I mean, Vicky’s just a kid and all, but she’s got a pretty good head on her shoulders and she’s been a real friend to me during this painful time. She’s given me lots of good advice about you and about women in general. She’s pulling for us to get back together, Connie, she really is. So we’re doing Jell-O shots in a hot bubble bath and talking about happier times. Here’s this teenage girl with the same DNA as you and all I can do is think of how much she looked like you when you were 18. And that just about makes me cry.
And then it turns out Vicky’s really into the whole anal thing. That gets me to thinking about how many times I pressured you about trying it and how that probably fueled some of the bitterness between us. But do you see how even then, when I’m thrusting inside your baby sister’s cinnamon ring, all I can do is think of you? It’s true, Connie. In your heart you must know it. Don’t you think we could start over? Just wipe out all the grievances away and start fresh? I think we can. If you feel the same please, please, please let me know.
Otherwise, can you let me know where the fucking remote is?
Love,
Dan
A Million Rupiah Blog
November 11th, 2005 by bangkokcharlesThis arrived in my mailbox the next day, proving the internet works just fine (uncountable noun violations excused) The Bluester has always risen to the occasion when roused!
Everybody knows i eat pussy real good - well the
othernight this supanee says i don’t now how to make
her come-what she doesnt know is that i make wan come
everyday - so i must now how to eat her real good. i
am so depressed with all this as i paid her 500 bahts
and now wan is acting like a real psycho.
Chris is still vengeful after all this time. ok Wan
stole $4500 from him but i did not want her to work
for him anyway so is all his falt. We all know that
she is a lying thieving whore that is why i have a
safe in my penthouse so she cant steal anything from
me. wan stole the money for her daughter & her uncle
who wants to run for thai rak thai. I told chris that
i would give some of the money back but he wants it
all. $4500 is alot of money to me even though i am a
millionaire so i am not going to pay any of it back.
After all it is alot more important than 15 years of
friendship. I will always side with any thieving lying
prostitute rather than my friends as i am spineless &
selfish person.
i found this grate little bar in nana where that bitch
says i cant eat pussy - sangsom 20 bahts - cheaper
than in midnight - i am not sleazy or parsimonious but
i will only go to bars that sell bottles of sangsom
for less than 700 baht including mixers and all the
chics i can fondel. - i must also be alowed to fuck
all girls without a condom cause i have never had vd.
if a supanee wants me to wear a condom - i either get
in a strop or agree then take it off during
sex…rather sneeky dont you think. After all we are
put on this earth to procreeate.
