When the Supreme Court reversed Obama’s initiative to combat irreversible climate change, hotter temperatures and rising sea levels have now become a certainty.
Just think, in 50-100 years London, Los Angeles, and much of the West Coast and Florida are likely to look like this if the Republican Party continues to cause irreversible climate change.
Rising seas are caused when hotter temperatures melt glacial ice formations in both the Arctic and the Antarctic. But whereas the media predicted this would occur in the next 50-100 years, it is now generally conceded that the polar ice caps will be almost completely melted within the next fifty years. Even worse, scientists now contend that the United States is already to the point of no return at slowing down irreversible climate change.
For this we can thank the same Supreme Court justices who gave us Citizens United that allows unlimited campaign contributions which enable Big Money to run the United States. We can thank the Republican Party for the Supreme Court’s rulings on both climate change and unlimited political campaign contributions. Because both rulings will ruin the world forever for the further aggrandizement of the rich.
Five of these Supreme Court Justices vote for irreversible climate change. Which is no surprise– Republican presidents Ronald Reagan, George Bush and George W. Bush appointed them . The other four justices, Sonia Sotomayor, Elena Kagan, Stephen G. Breyer and Ruth Bader Ginsburg voted for allowing President Obama and the E.P.A. to take prudent steps to combat irreversible climate change. Obviously Republican decision makers destroy the environment whereas Democratic decision makers protect it.
Five men are subverting the will of the American people,
who initially elected Obama with a Democratic Congress and Senate to carry out a progressive agenda. This agenda sponsored replacement of of fossil fueled energy with non-polluting alternative sources for energy such as ethanol, wind, and solar.
But with Citizens United these same five Supreme Court justices were able to sabotage the will of the American people
by allowing unlimited political donations from wealthy contributors such as the Koch Brothers. With the passage of Citizens United big money is now able to buy elections with impunity.
So it should come as no big surprise that on February 9th 2016–a day that shall live forever in infamy–these same conservative Supreme Court Justices voted against Obama’s initiatives to limit the man made climate change that threatens our planet.
This amounted to the court granting a stay request from more than two dozen states, utilities and coal miners. Their issue was that the Environmental Protection Agency overstepped its powers by implementing Obama’s plan to reduce carbon dioxide emissions at existing plants by about a third by 2030.
After all, Republican presidents, Ronald Reagan, Bush and G.W. Bush nominated Supreme Court Justices Roberts, Alito, Scalia, Thomas, and Kennedy. It was these same five Republican stooges who voted both for unlimited campaign financing and against alternative sources of energy as a last minute attempt to slow man made climate change. http://www.voanews.com/content/a-look-at-the-nine-us-supreme-court-justices/1275442.html
The five Supreme court justices nominated by Republican presidents did not give a reason for its action. For that matter neither did the court’s four liberal justices who objected to the majority decision.
This means that the four Supreme Court Justices appointed by Democratic presidents Obama and Clinton voted against irreversible climate change
Sometimes there really is such a thing as all white or black and between good and evil. When it’s either protecting the environment and saving mankind from itself or caving into selfishness and greed, this analogy holds. Just as they had in Citizens United when they voted against allowing Big Money to control elections, these four Democratic appointed members of the Supreme Court voted their consciences. Clearly the five Republican controlled Supreme Court justices didn’t.
The issue is no longer whether mankind is causing climate change to occur, but how just how bad it’s going to get.
In a few years temperatures will become hot enough to melt the polar ice caps. Which will cause a rise in sea level that will submerge many islands and significant coastal regions. For example, rising seas will soon flood much of the U.S. West Coast.
If the U.S. should make significant progress toward reversing climate change China and India would likely follow U.S. leadership. Instead the U.S. is giving the entire world this message. “Be like us and pollute the planet. Help us implement the irreversible climate change that will make the lives of your children miserable”. Thanks to the Republican controlled Supreme Court the U.S. can lead the world to climate change Armageddon.
The five conservative justices contended that the E.P.A. and Obama abused their authority by trying to save the planet. These are the same five Supreme Court Justices who have lifted the ceiling on political campaign contributions in Citizens United.
Both times these five justices sold their country out
while offering a lot of lame mumbo jumbo excuses for ruining the American political system and the environment.
There is a Hall of Fame on the Alpha Productions web site. Isn’t it about time that it includes a Hall of Shame? It’s time to cover Supreme Court Justices Roberts, Alito, Scalia, Thomas, and Kennedy with all the noxious scorn they deserve.
Thailands worse tourists are Chinese. They are also the most ripped off tourists here. So listen up if you are a Chinese tourist. Because only you can change things for the better. This is going to be the best advice I am going to give you.
In 1982, the women from L.A. going bonkers buying clothing in a Hong Kong factory clothing outlet. As their husbands look on, the women will be paying more than double what they should be. After all, commissions are given to the rich owner of the tour company so that he can buy a second Rolls Royce. The Chinese Hong Kong tour guide would later become my best friend on the tour and explain how his company was ripping off the tour group members.
So why are the Chinese Thailands worse tourists?
Let’s start with the loud rude behavior and the messy disgusting habits displayed by so many Mainland Chinese. Or their nasty habit of spitting. But it’s the tour buses they use for their daily transportation that puts them at the rock bottom of the food chain of tourists If a group of Chinese tourists goes out to dinner at night, they are taking the tour bus. If they go to Alcazar to watch a lady boy show, they’re taking the tour bus. I’m talking Mainland Chinese now. If you are from Hong Kong, Macau, I’m excluding you from this group if riff raff.
These tour buses are too large for the narrow streets in so many Thai cities.
There’s few places for them to park so they park in lanes of traffic that are normally used to moving traffic. The result is a three lane street becomes a two lane. And a two lane becomes a one lane, and all because the police let them get away with it. They are a menace to life and limb while being responsible for over 50 percent of the growing traffic congestion in such cities as Pattaya.
Most of their drivers drive far too fast, and do what they please. So if you don’t get out of their way, they are going to run you over. This huge proliferation of tour buses that’s making the growing hordes of Chinese tourists the scourge of Thailand’s cities.
The solution is to kick all the tour buses out
once they have discharged all their passengers to whichever hotel or resort they are staying at. This is a terrific idea and not just for solving much of the traffic problems in Thailand’s cities, but for all Chinese tourists using them.
Their own tour guides victimize these armies of Chinese by ruling their bus groups with iron fists so that they can line the pockets of their bosses back in China.
The tour guides take their victims only to the restaurants, bars, etc that cough up commissions to “these fearless leaders”.
The Chinese tourists who go where the tour leader tells them to go, will be going to the worse restaurants, night clubs, and other venues. This is because the best run businesses already have enough customers so they don’t have to resort to bribing the tour guides. The members of the Chinese tour group get the shaft while those rich bastards who own the travel companies get the cash their tour guide lackeys send back to them.
The good Thai owners who run their businesses properly aren’t going to get much Chinese business. This is due to the willingness of unscrupulous owners to split commissions with tour guides who are exploiting their tour groups.
It’s a big win for practically everybody if Thailand are kicks all the tour buses out of town
once they deliver their passengers to whatever hotel they are staying at.
For example, if a group of tourists arrives in Pattaya from Bangkok, and the destination for that particular tour group is the Centara Grand Mirage Beach Resort, once the tour group is let off at Centara, the bus must get out of town by returning to Bangkok or going to special parking areas that are created for the sole use of tour buses. These parking areas could be built on the same order of the hundreds of truck stops in the United States that provide lodging, restaurants and other amenities for the truck drivers.
Not long ago, hordes of Russian tourists descended upon Pattaya.
However, there’s a vital difference between the Russians and Chinese Tourists
from the Peoples Republic of China. Once the Russians come here, they typically dispense with their tour buses. Then they are on their own using baht taxis, mini buses, motorbike taxis or renting motorbikes for their transportation needs.
The difference is the Russians are individualistic enough to want to seek out their own favorite entertainment venues, restaurants, shops, and other recreational pursuits such as Koh Larne Island, Nong Nooch botanical garden, the Tiger Zoo, etc. Very seldom will you see very large Russian groups traveling together.
And they don’t plug up the traffic the way the Chinese tour buses do when they transport large groups of Chinese run all day and night long. More than anything, it’s the explosive growth in numbers of tour buses, and all that rottenness that comes with them that makes the Chinese Thailands worse tourists .
By now you might be thinking that I really hate the Chinese.
This is simply untrue. I just hate the way they are doing things here in Pattaya which is where I’ve been living for the past 10 years. I learned a long time ago how this corrupt business between tour guides and businesses that offer them commissions works. It all started with a young Chinese tour guide from Hong Kong I became good friends with back in 1982.
His name was Larry. Larry was a well dressed polite Chinese in his twenties. Our group started in Hong Kong. Then we went to Singapore and finally to Bangkok.
Out of the entire group in our tour I only hung around with Siegfried, a German who had been working for ten years in New York as a butcher and, Mary, an American woman who was about the same age as Siegfried and myself.
More than half our tour group were Jews from Los Angeles
who had all known each other for years. Then there was another Jew and his wife who were from New York City. I’ll never forget this New Yorker whose name was Al. Now they might all be Jews, except for Siegfried, Mary and me, but there was a huge difference between them. The L.A. group was very cliquish. Whereas Al was his own man.
So the L.A. Jews never really accepted Al . The L.A. group was also very profligate with their money, a trait which I found to most unusual for most Jewish people.
But Al was a bird of another feather. For one thing regardless of how the rest of our group was traveling, Al was always finding his own transportation whether on foot, by taxi, subway or bus. For example, while in Bangkok, if the rest of us visited the Royal Palace, at $20.00 each through the tour guide and tour bus, Al paid only five dollars by taking the bus or private taxi.
Their eyes now on something else to buy. It’s the same old story at a different factory outlet.
Much of the tour, whether we were in Thailand, Singapore or Hong Kong consisted of “cultural events”
such as observing glass vases and kitchenware being made starting with the actual blowing of the glass in small cottage factories. Then we’d go somewhere else to watch how shirts were being made, or artifacts being crafted from Jade. There were jewelry “factories” and so on. But everyone of those little factories had a retail shop attached to it.
The Jewish wives of the Los Angeles men would go absolutely bonkers in all those shops. I’d hear them exclaim, “Oh, these will make such wonderful Christmas presents for Bill, and Jesse, and Sally. And I must not forget Cousin Erma and Bertha.
So I’d watch them gather up all the things they were buying, and then the men would have to arrange the shipping to Los Angeles. This is because all those women were buying so much shit that there was no way they could put all that stuff into their luggage. And then just one hour later they’d be repeating their greedy performance at a little factory making decorations out of sea shells.
Siegfried was a German butcher who moved to New York City 10 years before we got on the tour together.
I usually ate breakfast, lunch and dinner with Mary and Siegfried,
and once in awhile we’d all buy Larry breakfast or dinner at the hotel restaurant. No one else would invite Larry because I think for most of the group he was just a lowly tour guide. The hotel food cost at least double what it would been at a decent American restaurant. So Larry would usually go outside the hotel to eat at a Chinese or Thai noodle stand for a fraction of what the rest of us were paying for our meals.
Then Siegfried and I had started to hear about Thai massages, and how a man could get a full hour and a half’s soapy massage for around fifteen dollars or so.
When we asked Larry about the renowned soapy massages he knew exactly where to take us. A few minutes taxi ride out of the hotel took us to a large establishment where a Thai man dressed in a tuxedo escorted us to a large glass window through which we could view over thirty women, all of them wearing numbers to identify themselves.
It didn’t take me long to pick out a tall woman with a terrific set of breasts to accompany me to the massage room. Here I spent the (up to then) best one and a half hours of my life. After Siegfried and I returned from our erotic encounters we joined Larry at the bar where we all had a few beers together while we flirted with the Thai waitresses.
By this time Mary and Siegfriend had started sharing a room together. Then one of them, I can’t remember which and it doesn’t matter, got sick, so the pair started spending a lot more time in the room. This left me by my lonesome, especially when it came to breakfast’s and dinner because Mary and Siegfried were usually getting room service. I often ate alone or I’d sit with Al and his wife.
But Bangkok’s world famous night life was not to be missed
and I found a very willing confederate in Larry. On at least one night we went to a few bars in Patpong. We were both pretty green when it came to the bar girls who saw Larry and me as two lambs they could easily lead to the slaughter. Whenever we’d enter a new bar we’d suddenly have five or six bar girls sweep down on us. I’d find one girl feeling my dick while another girl would be massaging my back, and we’d be buying them all drinks or offering them tips.
It didn’t take Larry and me long to catch on to what was really going on, so we’d resort to putting most of our money in our socks so the bar girls would have no idea of how much cash we were actually carrying. Then we’d each put around five or ten dollars in our pockets, and that would be our budget for the next bar we’d go into. We’d last about ten or fifteen minutes and
when the bar girls thought we had run out of money they’d drop us as if we were lepers
and descend onto the next men to come into the bar. This left Larry and I drinking with each other without any interference from the money hungry girls. Being finally able to drink our beers in peace we were able to discuss many things such as our girlfriends back home. Or who we liked and didn’t like from the tour group, Thai bar girls, and what really went on in the tour.
Larry’s boss was a very wealthy Hong Kong Chinese who lived on Victoria Peak
where a lot of the very wealthy Hong Kong Chinese owned large mansions with expensive cars lining their drive ways. Larry’s boss owned not one, but two Rolls Royces. As for Larry, he barely got enough salary from the tour agency to be able to afford a decent dinner at an inexpensive noodle stand. Larry had a girlfriend but she was from Singapore rather than Hong Kong. As for Hong Kong, Larry didn’t like most of the people living there, and he had absolutely no use for Hong Kong’s women who he regarded as a bunch of money hungry bitches.
Larry then went on to tell me how the commissions worked. Every time he’d take us to a restaurant, it would be a restaurant that was paying commissions to his boss back in Hong Kong. The same applied to the Jade outlet, and the place that had sold all the L.A. wives all that artwork they were shipping off to their friends and family in Los Angeles. As for Larry, he wasn’t getting any of those commissions.
As I remember a deluxe tour to Russia cost something like $3000.
That was in about 1983 for an 18 day tour to Russia. The Asian tour cost $2700. This was one year before I took the Russian tour. The difference was that the Russian tour included just about everything. All our meals were included and with the meals so was the champagne and the wine, beer and vodka. We even had the finest Russian black surgeon caviar and even that was included in the price of the tour. We went to the Russian ballet which was included. Our entry fee to all the museums was included. When I look back on it I think I paid only something like $100 over the initial cost of the entire tour package.
This was not true for the Asian tour that paid for two Rolls Royces for its rich Chinese owner.
I had to pay for nearly all my meals most of which I ate at whatever hotels we stayed at (which left a lot of commission money for the Chinese owner of the tour agency). We also had to pay for all those mini tours to the Royal Palace and similar attractions in Hong Kong and Singapore. So a big tour bus took us practically everywhere so that we could support the wealthy Hong Kong Chinese’s Rolls Royce habit by having to overpay for all those little side trips.
I hope I have a lot of Chinese reading this so far.
Because by now it should be obvious that I am really not anti Chinese at all. Larry had wound up becoming my best friend on the tour and he was Chinese and I certainly liked him a lot better than most of the Americans from LA who were on the tour with me. So let me bring everyone to the present. Which is what is happening in Pattaya today because of the huge proliferation of tour buses which are filled up for the most part by Chinese.
I’ll give you two examples of how the touring agencies you travel with are ripping you and your fellow mainland Chinese off .
Believe me, you will be far better off sending all those tour guides of yours back to Shanghai, Beijing or whatever other caves they just crawled out of.
My first example’s the Pen Bar here in Naklua. I’ve known Pen for over ten years now, and Pen’s a straight shooter all the way. She has a very loyal clientelle of Western customers for very good reason. Number one, she never overcharges any of her customers no matter how drunk they might become or how helpless they might seem to become due to overindulgence of alcohol. Number two….she will nearly always tell you what she really thinks, and not just what she thinks you want to hear or what will benefit her bar.
Anyway, when the subject turns to the Chinese invasion of Pattaya and the tidal wave of tour buses that is making a mess out of the traffic here,
Pen tells me, “The Chinese are really stupid.”
So when I ask her why, she tells me about how a Chinese guy once came into her bar, and when she asked the man what he wanted to drink, he told her, “Sorry. Cannot drink now. Must wait for Fearless Leader (our tour guide) who will tell me what to drink, whether he thinks my drink is poisoned or not and how much I must pay for the drink. He will also tell us if we are safe here or not. We always do what our fearless leader tells us to do.”
After a few minutes the rest of the tour group arrives, and at their head in walks the Fearless Leader. Right off he strides up to Pen and asks, “You charge everyone in group 140 baht for beer,okay? And you and I split the rest, fifty fifty, okay? Pen’s selling her bottle beer for 80 baht. This means the tour guide is wanting to get a sixty baht commission for each beer his group orders which means thirty baht for Pen and thirty baht for either himself or his bosses back in Beijing. Pen, who’s an honest lady refuses, and the tour leader promptly orders his entire group away from the bar so he can take all his Chinese minions somewhere else that is willing to spill commissions into his rotten dirty hands.
Then there’s the five star hotel just down the beach from me. The other night, I was having dinner and drinks with my girlfriend and another Thai woman. It costs 900 baht for the all you can eat buffet and three hours of all you can drink. The hotel is at 70 percent occupancy and a large percentage of that is Chinese, but there’s not one Chinese eating here that night.
Our waiter tells me the Chinese tour guide asked the hotel for commissions and the hotel refused. One can be sure that the tour guide took his group of subjects somewhere else that night,
and that the restaurant had been all too willing to enrich his Chinese superiors from whatever rock they had crawled out from.
The solution for all concerned is to kick all the tour buses out from Pattaya and similar Thai cities. This alone will make the traffic situation infinitely better. The tour leader will no longer be able to to confine his Chinese tour members to the tour bus. Without the tour bus he can no longer justify taking all his subjects to only those places he favors.
The Chinese tour members will now have to arrange for their own transportation to whichever bars or restaurants they want to go to
instead of their fearless leaders cherry picking those establishments willing to fork over commissions. And when it comes to such wondrous attractions such as Nong Nooch Tropical Garden, the Siracha Tiger Zoo, the Crocodile Farm, the Khao Kheow open zoo, Underwater World, etc. large tour buses are completely unnecessary.
There’s a lot of tours one can get on where mini buses that can easily negotiate the narrow streets here show the tourists around. There’s motorbike taxis and baht taxis that are willing to take their occupants nearly everywhere they want to go at very reasonable prices.
Once a tour group arrives here, the truth is, the large tour bus is as useless as tits on a boar.
Meanwhile, the Chinese will now have much more freedom of choice to choose for themselves the best entertainment spots, the best restaurants, and other top notch venues that Thailand has to offer. As it is now they get to have all those money hungry Chinese tour companies choose only those venues that are willing to pay commissions to the undeserving.
Two men were responsible for the three point plan, the perfect fool proof blueprint for winning the battle of the sexes, Saint Perrier and my Father.
Oil massages are perfect for the man not wanting a personal relationship
When Saint Perrier started giving me lessons on how to apply the three point plan, I was teaching school in Saint Louis.
Saint Perrier became my only friend on the High School teaching staff. A black Afro American, Saint Perrier taught biology while I was teaching History and English. No fool, Saint Perrier, had developed the perfect concept on the planet for dealing with women–his three point plan which bore his personal guarantee for a lifetime of successful relationships with women.
“First, you gotta have a front program,” Saint Perrier said in a calm voice. “Now, your front can be your wife or your steady girlfriend. She’s the woman you can show off to all your friends, to your mother, and the entire community you are living in . She’s gotta be good looking, well dressed, well-spoken, and have good manners. Just think of her as always wearing a white dress.”
Saint Perrier’s voice became agitated. His eyes glistened with excitement. “Then comes your sneak program.
Now this is the woman you keep in the closet. The last thing you want to do is to show her off to your family, and your wife or girlfriend can never know you have a sneak. You might not even want to have your friends ever see her. She can be good looking, and then again, she might not be. The main thing is whenever you fuck her you have a jiggerhouse fuck.”
“What on earth is a jiggerhouse fuck?” I asked.
“Well, it’s a wild motherfucking anything goes fuck,” Saint Perrier replied loudly, his face feverish with excitement.
“Now where are the best places I can find a sneak?” I asked.
“Oh anywhere. She can be a prostitute or someone you just met in a bar. She can even be your best friend’s wife, but if she is, you had better really keep her in the closet and never let her out. The thing is, you can have as many sneaks as you want. There is no limit to the number of women you keep around just for fucking”
“That sounds interesting,“ I replied.
“Then there’s the third aspect of the three point plan,” Saint Perrier said in a calmer voice, and that’s the homestead program.”
“So what’s that.”
“Your homestead is a woman who’s a number one friend. You confide in her about your front and your sneaks. If a button falls off your shirt, she sews it back on for you. When you visit her she makes a pot of coffee and you don’t even have to ask her. Maybe you are fucking her, but that’s not important, and chances are that you aren’t taking her to bed.”
It all sounded wonderful to me, but I must continue on to why having a three point plan for women is so important. My father explained it to me, and I never forgot either what he or Saint Perrier said.
Lessons from my father about the three point plan
“If you have only one woman, you fall into a trap,” my father told me. “If there ever was a God, he created us to fall into the monogamy trap. You see, women like that because it gives them security but it’s no good for the man. If he becomes accustomed to having sex with just one woman, he starts to feel that she’s irreplaceable. He will probably wind up marrying her and having children, and then he’s really screwed. Son, do you really want to get married and have to spend the rest of your life with only one woman?”
“Well, I don’t know, Dad. What’s wrong with that?
“For one thing, she’s probably going to get fat on you. And after you are with her for a year or more, she starts to take advantage of you. That’s because have a boring routine. But at the very beginning of the relationship you were getting brainwashed into believing: No one else feels like her; and no one else is going to feel so good in the sack. But after a year you are so used to each other that both of you get into a big rut.”
“So who’s the brain washer?”
“God. He’s the villain here. He wants you to settle down, have a family, and make little babies to carry on the human species.
But as far as He’s concerned, we are all likes insects, copulating, and breeding, just to keep reproducing human spawn. He doesn’t care about you.
“Well Dad, I think you have convinced me. I’ll ever get married.”
“God, if there is a god, intended us to fall for just one woman, and that’s because he wants us to have children. So if you are going out with several women at the same time, you start to like one better than all the rest and you start going with only her. The key is to always have at least three women in your life.”
“That sounds like a lot of work.”
“Sure it is but it keeps you from falling into God’s trap. So you can never start liking one woman too much more than the others.
So if that starts to happen you must start replacing the women who you have become bored with. That way you can have and keep having great sex for the rest of your life without becoming tied down.”
My neighbor in Pattaya has the perfect three point plan
I never thought my neighbor living next door to me in Pattaya is very smart, but now I’ve changed my mind. He’s got a girlfriend from Vietnam. She has a very white complexion, and if she dyes her hair a light brown you might even think she’s a girl from Europe or South American who’s moved to America. Her English is far better than most Thais and she’s really cute. So far he hasn’t moved her to Thailand from Vietnam so she’s only visiting him every three months or so and she never stays for more than two weeks. So he thinks about her a lot of the time, about how pretty she is, and how cute all his friends find her.
“That’s his front program. She’s speaks softly and she’s polite.
Then there’s his sneak program. Once in awhile he will pay a big bar fine for a Pattaya go go girl, but usually he’s after massage girls.
Now the problem with most Pattaya massage girls is that most of them are butt ugly. The reason for this is that a woman has to work very hard to give a one hour Thai massage–if she’s giving a good massage that is. And, pretty girls have a lot better things to do than to work hard. But, a lot of girls offer oil massages with the object being to ejaculate the customer by hand. It doesn’t take much work. Because of the oil the massage girl doesn’t work hard to get the job done.
As for my neighbor, he has all the time in the world for constantly driving around on his motorbike looking all over Pattaya for the prettiest massage girls. I don’t go looking for them because there simply aren’t that many pretty ones around here and I don’t have the time to always be about looking for them down in South Pattaya where most of the girls with their oily semen soaked hands ply their trade.
I’ve seen my neighbor bring some really pretty massage girls to his condo. I’m amazed how he finds them.
But it’s his homestead program that amuses me the most. It’s the girl who works in our condo office, and I’m sure that she will want to deny any personal involvement with my neighbor. But like him or not, she’s sticks to him like glue. She works for we condo owners so whenever he comes into our condo office she must accommodate him because it’s her job to take care of all the condo customers.
“I’ve been down in the condo office talking to her, when my neighbor suddenly walks in to show her pictures on his cell phone of his latest bar girl and massage girl sex partners.” Then out it comes, “Which one should I like best?” or “Which one is the cutest”. And “What should I do now that this one’s told me she has another boyfriend?” Now our office girl can really care less. But she has to put up with him.
But it gets worse. You see, my neighbor is really cheap.
So he will come down to our condo office to ask the office girl, “My printer has run out of paper. Can you give me some?” Or, “my ink pen’s run out of ink. Can I borrow one from the office?” Another example is, “I don’t have a hammer. Can you have our maintenance man put up a picture for me?” And, “I don’t have a fan in my toilet. Do you have a small fan you can lend me?”
His requests are endless, and I think part of the reason he keeps going down to our condo office is that he finds Pooey to be pretty attractive. And unlike all the massage girls and bar girls he keeps bringing home with him, she’s got a really good mind, and a good sense of humor. (I mean you gotta to be putting up with him). Her English is good and she’s usually very logical, and in Thailand this is a quality that’s in very short supply.
So the other day I went down to talk to Pooey and I told her, “You know,
my neighbor has the perfect womanizing program–The Three Point Plan. He’s got all those massage girls for sex and he has the Vietnamese girlfriend to show off to his family and friends,
and then he has you, Pooey for his homestead plan. He asks you your advice on even how to put on his shoes, and he keeps asking you to lend him things from our condo office. I think he really likes you. He might even be in love with you.”
Daggers started to jump out of her eyes at me as she told me, “I could kill you Jack.”
