I’m reintroducing the American Republican Party Cartoon Strip. Why? Because of Trump the Rump, Vice President Mike (No Common Sense) Pence and other imbeciles ruling the U.S.
As the 2012 presidential election approached, I was so disgusted with the Republican Party’s sorry ass cast of candidates, I just had to do it. It was my patriotic duty, even if I had virtually no talent as an artist. So I created 25 cartoon strips ridiculing the Republican Party.
But now that we have Trump the Rump as President and Mike (No common sense) Pence as Vice President, it’s time to pull out that 2012 Republican party cartoon strip again. But the last election was in 2016. So—the past repeats itself. Different Faces. But it’s the same kind of nitwits all over again.
In the Republican Party Cartoon Strip you will be meeting
Trump is an American disaster and international embarrassment represented at its worse by Trump’s medieval climate change mindset. Imagine China leading the world at fighting man made climate change. This is like calling upon the fox to guard the hen house. This is a huge strategic mistake of epic proportions as the New York Times warned in its June 1, 2017 editorial Trump Hands the Chinese a Gift: The Chance for Global Leadership.
Donald Trump is an imbecile. And we Americans cannot say we haven’t been warned.
The U.S. should be taking Thomas Friedman’s advice on Climate Change
Three time Pulitzer prize winner Thomas Friedman is my favorite journalist. He’s the main reason I subscribed to the New York Times instead of the Washington Post. In his No 1 International best seller, Hot, Flat and Crowded, Friedman lays out an entire blueprint that would not just lead the U.S. to energy independence. It would also enable the United States to become the world leader in green energy. This would have enabled the U.S. to develop the technology, production and distribution to a huge industry that would enable the world to become a much greener planet. This would create millions of jobs here in the United States. But sadly, the United States has fallen way behind the rest of the developed world.
Our leaders are morally bankrupt with a crippled mentality of me first. To hell with the rest of the country.
Trump’s medieval climate change mindset is a gift of world leadership to the Chinese
Today I am reading the Bangkok Post while drinking coffee in condo here in Thailand. I am reading about how the Chinese will soon be building a high speed train system here . So what about our American engineers and business leaders, who are probably the best in the world? Unfortunately the U.S. is not even a contender for showing the Thais how to build a high speed train system. Now, the French have been quite good at developing some of the highest speed trains in the world. And so are the Japanese. Then there’s little countries like Denmark which will be 100 percent self sufficient in a few years. High speed trains are a significant step in the green revolution’s combating man-made climate change.
But we got Donald Trump, who is on target for buying still more billions of dollars of nuclear weapons that we never needed in the first place. And that hopefully we will never even contemplate using. I guess that’s what Trump means when he says, “America First.”
The rest of the world is starting to view the U.S. with contempt
What an idiot. Hell, I was in a bar the other night. Suddenly a drunken Englishman came in. The man told me he was drunk, and then he started in on me about Trump. So I told him, “I probably hate Trump even more than you do. I don’t even want to talk about him. Let’s talk about something else like beer, music and women. But the man never let up on me. The wanker kept on winging about the American and English governments and how bad he thought Hillary Clinton was. I kept telling him to shut up, but on and on he went until my Cambodian waitress gently took me over to another table, to keep me from punching the guy’s lights out.
Trump’s medieval climate change mentality will not only put the United States far behind many much more enlightened nations when it comes to combating man made climate change. It also puts the United States at the back of the pack when it comes to meaningful world leadership. Just as sad is the fact that most Americans view Trump’s medieval climate change mentality with disdain. Unfortunately there is no way out of this abyss.
Vice President Mike Pence is every bit as much of a moron as Donald Trump.
June 3 on Fox News Mike Pence called the issue of climate change “a paramount issue for the left” as he sought to defend Donald Trump’s decision to withdraw the US from the Paris agreement on climate change.
“It is “so refreshing to have a President who stands without apology … For America first”, Mr Pence said on Fox News’ Fox & Friends programme, saying he didn’t understand why climate change had become such a big issue for the Democrats and the left.”
The Republican Party’s defense of Trump’s medieval climate change mindset is indefensible
Anyone who defends Trump’s medieval climate change mindset is a regressive retard. We can put Mike Pence at the top of the list. This means impeachment of Trump is not an option, even if his Republican minions who hold majorities in both the House and Senate wanted to.
I would like to ask all the misinformed Americans who voted for the Republican Party to become better informed before they vote in the next election. Unfortunately when it comes to U.S. world leadership and curbing the catastrophic effects of man-made climate change, it is far too late for that. But oh well, we will at least be able to exhaust our nation’s resources by increasing the power of our nuclear arsenal. By allowing Trump’s medieval climate change mentality to overcome their better judgement, Americans now face two choices for self destruction. Death by nuclear annihilation or man made climate change.
What happens in a playground ass whipping is simple. In Kovalev Andre Ward II the outcome was just as decisive. On the playground one kid beats hell out of the other. The victor dominates with the loser knowing he just isn’t as tough as his opponent.
Which one is the Alpha Male?
Playground fighting is the same thing that occurs in the animal kingdom. Two male wolves fight for dominance over the pack, and once the issue is decided, there’s no question which wolf is the meanest, strongest animal. Or two bull moose lock horns to determine which male moose is going to be subservient over the other. Whether it’s in the animal kingdom or the playground, there’s no tabulation of points or 6 month rematches. Or penalties imposed for low blows. One male wins, while the other loses.
Which fighter will impose his will on the other?
And so it was in this epic rematch between the two finest boxers in the world. One could already see it during the weigh in. With Kovalev and Andre Ward doing the obligatory stare down. But if you caught the tail end of the stare down, you would have caught Ward shrugging indifferently. Not once, but twice. The body language spoke volumes as if Ward were saying, “okay, lets cut the crap. I’m winning this fight. Kovalev’s mine.” (the subtle shrugs start at 3:31 in the weigh in video below). Ward’s supremely confident here. Now I knew who would win this fight. If you caught it during the weigh in, there would be no room for doubt of the playground ass whipping to come.
The fight started just as Kovalev–Ward 1 had, with Kovalev, the aggressor, throwing out a lot more punches than his opponent. Trouble was, most of them didn’t land, and those that did failed to land with the same authority they did in Kovalev-Ward 1. Early on, Ward, demonstrated a dazzling arsenal of defensive boxing skills of slipping and ducking punches. This display of awesome talent no doubt convinced Kovalev that Ward was 100 percent certain that there was no way the Russian could hurt him.
A playground ass whipping means total physical and mental domination over one’s opponent
Next came step II in Ward’s game plan of psychological dominance. Which was, “I ‘m now going to show you something that you totally never suspected”. Although he didn’t throw many, the punches to Kovalev’s head showed a snappiness and force that Kovalev had never seen before. And that he never suspected to exist. With only a 50 % knockout percentage, Ward’s never been known to have a knockout punch. Until now. The replays on you tube show Ward snapping Kovalev’s head back as the surprise registered in his Kovalev’s eyes and the Russian could feel the pain.
I never knew that Ward can really punch
For the first time, Kovalev must have suddenly realized, “This man can really punch. I can easily be knocked out by this man. I need to be very careful from now on.”
Kovalev already knew about step III in Ward’s game plan expecting Ward to impose his inside game of clinching, holding and body punching. But Kovalev was ready for that. He had learned Ward’s inside tactics well from Kovalev Andre Ward I. What he did not expect this time was for Ward to be able to deliver so many hard effective body punches. He expected Ward to be intimidated by his own powerful offense which he would continually slow down by holding and clinching to nullify the Russian’s powerful punches. Instead the American turned an inside game that had been mostly defensive into a very dangerous offensive weapon.
Fighting Dirty???? Nope. I am only fighting to win
Throughout the fight, Ward would deliver one excruciating blow after the other into Kovalev’s midsection.. In my opinion, Kovalev already expected a lot of effective body punching from Ward so he decided to impose his own mind game upon Ward. I thought Kovalev was wearing his shorts substantially higher than they normally would have been worn. In my opinion Kovalev had been hoping that the Ward would be thinking that he was delivering below the belt low blows and that the referee would severely penalize Ward for being a dirty fighter. I think that at the very least Kovalev was hoping that this would discourage Ward from relying on his excellent body punching skills. And if the referee should disqualify Ward, so much the better.
The Russian’s strategy backfires
Unfortunately for Kovalev this did not work. To me, it seemed obvious that Ward was onto this trick, and that he decided to turn it against the Russian. Instead of tentatively punching Kovalev to the body out of fear of what the ref might do to him, Ward, went at Kovalev with reckless abandon. Throughout the fight Kovalev kept looking back at the referee to get him to do something about all those illegal dirty punches to the groin. And the referee, who was equally aware as Ward, to Kovalev’s strategy, kept ignoring the body blows, some of which might actually be considered as questionable.
But as the fight continued into the later rounds, Ward started to exhibit an ever increasing display of dazzling boxing skills that must have convinced Kovalev, I’m very fast, I have a great jab, I’m a terrific puncher and I have great boxing skills, but all of this, I cannot begin to match.” Ward continued to duck punches and to slip those that he didn’t duck. But when Kovalev did connect, Ward would hardly flinch at all, as if to say, “Is that all you got?” And then he’d snap Kovalev’s head back or deliver a punishing “low blow’ that might seem to cause Kovalev to crumple up in pain. But was Kovalev really only acting while trying to get the attention of the referee?
Kovalev finally faces the Inevitable
But it really didn’t matter. Either way, Kovalev was getting hurt. And if some of Ward’s body punches actually were illegal low blows, by then Ward had convinced Kovalev that there was nothing he could do about it. And by this time I could see that the Russian was becoming very frustrated by his own powerlessness.
Let’s recap all that I and others have said here. Here’s the entire fight.
The playground ass whipping is sealed and delivered in the 8th round. And to ANYONE who’s suggesting that Ward won because he’s a dirty fighter, I say, bullshit.
But to be certain, I downloaded the full fight from You tube. Then I imported it into my video editing program, and ran key portions of it at 10 percent of the normal speed. Especially the 7th and 8th rounds.
How Ward dominated Kovalev
At 6:24 in the video, Ward clinches while picking Kovalev up off his feet, demonstrating, “I am stronger than you.”
8:00 into the video, it is evident to the crowd that Ward is giving Kovalev a boxing lesson which starts the crowd crowd chanting, “SOG, SOG, SOG (Son of God which Ward has embroidered into his shorts)
At 10:51 Ward delivers a body punch above Kovalev’s beltline. Kovalev goes into a big song and dance protest hoping the referee will penalize Ward. The crowd boos.
At 13:30 the crowd is enchanted with Ward’s incredible display of boxing talent as it cries out “Ali, Ali, Ali”.
At 14 minutes into the fight (on the you tube video) I’ve linked to, Kovalev is strong, but Ward’s snapping his punches with a force and speed Kovalev’s not seen before. This has to be a nasty surprise from a man Kovalev believed lacked punching power.
At 17:00 Ward motions to the referee that Kovalev has been rabbit punching him to the head. The video shows 3 rabbit punches inside one minute. So much for all the protesting from Kovalev partisans and camp about “Ward’s Illegal low blows”.
By 19 minutes into this video, it’s pretty evident that Kovalev is not t going to be able to put Ward away unless he gets extremely lucky.
Ward takes control
At this point the scorecard is pretty even. Kovalev is throwing more punches but Ward is displaying an awesome tool kit that’s thwarting Kovalev’s offense at every turn. Ward is also throwing the stronger blows. It is evident to me that Ward will soon take complete control of this fight.
At 26:30 Kovalev turns his back on Ward. (a complete no no in boxing)
At 28:21 Ward goes to Kovalev’s body twice. Then he rabbit hits the Russian to the back of the head.
At 30 minutes into the video Ward clinches and pulls Kovalev around. Disorientated, Kovalev turns his back on Ward while shielding his head from further attack. His body language is of man who’s temporarily frightened and cowed.
By 30:30 Kovalev is looking tired, dizzy, and rattled from Ward’s offense.
By 30:52 into the 8th round Ward’s delivering a series of body punches (not to the testicles from my vantage point). None of the punches appear all that hard yet Kovalev’s cowering down. A look of pure disgust registers in Ward’s face. In my opinion Kovalev’s trying to get the referee to judge against Ward.
Andre Ward proves he’s a terrific finisher
31 minutes into the video, Andre Ward’s eyes become those of a killer predator. At 10 percent speed, the video shows that Ward is 100 percent focused on utterly destroying his opponent.
At 31:30, the American pummels Kovalev with body shots. There is no fight left in Kovalev
At 31:45 Ward’s hitting Kovalev at will.
At 30:55 Ward punches Kovalev solidly to the midsection. Then he rabbit punches him and follows up with another left to the midsection
At 31:32 Ward hits Kovalev with a devastating punch to the head.
By 31:35 Ward’s taken total control of the fight. At this point Kovalev can do virtually nothing against the American.
By 32:02 Ward’s hitting Kovalev with three devastating body punches. Kovalev’s almost on his knees now. He won’t, or can’t defend himself. The referee calls the fight a TKO for Ward.
Back to my playground ass whipping Analogy
In my own memory as a 12 year old, a much stronger boy who was 2 years older than I is pummeling me to the ground. There was no way I can beat this other kid. I end up going home with two black eyes. But most of the time I won, from the time I was six until I was fifty. There was none of this, “Let’s fight again so I have a chance to beat you up when we meet again.” You either had the other guy or he had you.
Sergei Kovalev finally gets his playground ass whipping
And so it was with Kovalev vs Ward. Kovalev was the bull, being larger and stronger. While Ward was the matador being completely aware of his total superiority over his opponent. With fifty seconds left in the 8th round, Kovalev knew that by then he had no chance whatsoever. The matador had his sword that amounted to a fantastic repertoire of both defensive and offensive weapons. By then, Ward had imposed both psychological and physical dominance over Kovalev. Ward would knock him out, if not this round, certainly the next.
Two magnificent fighters but only 1 is to be the best of the best
Kovalev is clearly a magnificent fighter. Unfortunately, Andre Ward is an incredibly talented fighter without weaknesses. Andre Ward Kovalev II proves to be a virtuoso performance from a man who doesn’t make mistakes. By the time Ward finally brings him to his knees , there is no longer any fight in Kovalev. The final scene reminds me of a fighting bull waiting for the final thrust of the sword. Kovalev, is facing the finality of ignominious defeat. Like the kid being pummeled to the ground on the playground, there is no escaping the final outcome. One of these two great fighters had to lose. While Andre Ward had finally emerged to become the undisputed champion of champions, and the el primo alpha of all alphas.
I’m shooting fight video while Big Daddy and I are sitting ringside at the Max Muaythai Pattaya Stadium watching 7 fights.
I’m concentrating on getting the video with my Nikon D750. Who’s winning? Where the prettiest girls are sitting? Which fighter is tiring the most? Big Daddy is fully aware of what’s going on. while I’m lost trying to get everything right with my camera.
The Nikon D750 is capable of shooting fight video of 4 k at 24 million pixels.
My lenses are the best that money can buy. But the camera is very complicated. There’s an entire 500 page book on how to focus the Nikon D750. I t’s that complex. Which is why I’ve been practicing shooting low light video for over two months now. Usually in the confines of my condo with the lights turned off. So what’s going to give me the best results tonight?
Shooting fight video is easy for the professionals with the Fight Channel
Shooting fight video is a real challenge. And there’s no way that I can compete against what’s already being done here at Max Muaythai Pattaya stadium. There’s a robotic video camera circling over the ring that has a completely unobstructed view of the ring. It can zoom right over the heads of the fighters. And it can veer far away for a perfect bird’s eye view. There’s also two or three videographers who specialize in professional videography. They use heavy specialized movie cameras that are built for one purpose only. This being shooting movie quality video to be shown on international television. The fights they are videoing tonight are being shown across the world on the Fight Channel. There’s no way I can compete against those guys. As for that terribly expensive overhead robotic camera. There’s just no way.
But what I can do is, I can take you to the heart of the action the way the Fight Channel will never do. The sound is so loud here that the floors shake. The decibel level is so high that the distortion’s almost unbearable. To reproduce all that audible mayhem on the Fight Channel would be horrific bad taste. But try and tell that to the fans here. The speakers might be distorting as the stadium’s floor creates a mini earthquake. But it’s all pretty exciting.
There’s a huge movie screen way off to my left. This screen reproduces whatever the production managers want to show their live audience. The profiles of each fighter as he’s being introduced by the M.C. are displayed here. These include the weight and height and record of each fighter. As to be expected so is selected video footage of the actual fights. Sometimes the footage is in slow motion whenever a knockdown occurs. Then there’s all the pretty girls up in the stands. Especially the Chinese and Thai women showing off for the video cameras as they dance to the music.
Most of the books on video technique will tell you that real videographers shoot in manual only. But if I try that, there’s no way that I can manually focus as fast as these fighters move. One moment the two fighters are just ten feet in front of me. Two seconds later they are thirty feet away. I cannot change the focus fast enough because my eyes are not up to this kind of challenge. Perhaps if I change my f-stop to f-10, I can get enough depth of field to keep the fighters in focus. But I know I’m too close to try that.
I cannot manually focus accurately and fast enough to change my target from the two fighters in the ring to a very sexy girl way up in the stands dancing for the Max Muaythai t.v. cameras. So I must go with automatic focusing. But which mode should I use? And at what speed or aperture setting?
Program mode is no good for shooting fight video.
And shooting with my Nikon 24-70 mm lens at 2.8 provides hardly any depth of field. I’m not doing very well at 2.8 which is what this lens excels at. But not when I’m shooting two fast moving fighters who are all over the ring.
instead of single server mode to that the Nikon could use all 51 focus points. But that didn’t work very well either. The problem was the camera would oftentimes focus in on the ropes instead of the fighters who oftentimes were twenty feet away from my focus point. The robotic camera circling overhead did not have this problem.
At first I set my focusing for a 4 point group focus mode. Theoretically this should work. I could set the little rectangle of 4 points between the ropes to zero in on the fighters instead of the English announcers sitting right in front of us. Would this work? I wouldn’t know until I processed my video the next day. So I shot a couple fights in group focus mode. Then I shot a couple more fights using automatic continuous focus mode using 24 focus points in a narrow horizontal pattern. Theoretically this might work just as well because I could zero the horizonal rectangle so that none of the 24 focus points rested on the ropes or the English ring announcers sitting in front of me.
What aperture should I be using for shooting fight video ?
I tried shooting at F-7, then F-10 aperture to get good depth of field in case the camera was not up to focusing fast enough to keep up with the two fighters. But it seemed to me that I might be getting my best overall results shooting at around an F5 aperture which should let in plenty of light while still giving me a reasonable dept of field in case my focusing was sightly off.
But I also wanted to get a lot of digital stills. This meant going from live view to viewfinder mode. Trouble was, and I found this out too late. Shooting in automatic 24 point mode I ended up focusing on nearby objects instead of the fighters. Not always but often enough. I was also shooting in aperture mode so my shutter speed was oftentimes not quite fast enough to stop the action. The obvious answer to this problem was to start shooting in speed mode at 1/500th or even 1/1000th of a second.
So here I was, going from live view aperture priority mode at f5 while doing video to shutter priority mode and also having the change my focus mode. That’s a lot of fast changing adjustments to be making for shooting fight video
Now if I was really serious about shooting fight video, I’d be buying myself another Nikon D750 body
which I could set up for video while I kept the other camera body adjusted for shooting digital stills at say 1/1000th of a second. But no one’s paying me to do this. And no matter what I do I will never be able to compete with that robotic overhead movie camera let alone two or three video guys all covering for each other. There’s just no way I can shoot video at the same time I’m shooting digital stills.
Shooting fight video of these seven fights ended up being a real mish mash of modes and techniques. But I’m still nowhere close to where I want to end up doing. One of my best friends keeps telling me that I need to go mirror less which will have a lot fewer focusing issues. Shooting full auto with my Panasonic LX7 and its leica lens is like shooting fish in a barrel. But I have some terrific lenses for my Nikon D750. There’s nothing like what I can get with these lenses if I have everything dialed in just right.
We saw the Tunisian whirlwind Fadi Khaled, put on one of the most exciting Muay Thai performances ever, from ringside, at Pattaya Max Muay Thai Stadium.
An hour later, I would be videoing the unforgettable Jonathan Lecat Dorian Price double knockout, a fight that’s destined to become one of the most memorable classics of all time.
So one would expect the preliminary bout between Fadi Khaled and Nueamek Sityaymeaw to fade away into the obscure dustbins of ring forgetathons. How could I even think about putting the two videos up side by side on you tube? Am I out of my mind?
I’ve thought about that before. Many times. I am out of my mind. No, I’m not. Although both Khaled and Nueamek have far less than perfect records as Muay Thai boxers, this was in its own right a classic fight.
I had never seen either boxer fight before. But here I’m coining a new nickname, a moniker that should live on as the Tunisian whirlwind Fadi Khaled to extol the Tunisian whirlwind as a fighting man’s fighter. And because I think Fadi embodies even more than what Muay Thai boxing is all about. For me Fadi represents the true spirit of mano a mano fighting the same way Harry Greb did nearly 100 years ago.
Harry Greb the Pittsburgh Whirlwind
Enshrined for nearly a century as the Pittsburgh whirlwind in boxing legend, Harry Greb was perhaps the greatest middleweight of all time. This is saying a lot due to so many outstanding Middleweights who one could easily call, the greatest Middleweight in the history of the ring. Men like Sugar Ray Robinson, Sugar Ray Leonard, and the most devastating Middleweight puncher of all time, Gennadi Golovkin. And yet there’s not a single film of Harry Greb’s epic fights. He once beat the unbeatable future Heavy weight champion, Gene Tunney in a historic bloodbath that began a series of epic encounters between the two finest boxing tacticians the ring had ever seen.
But Greb was a true Middleweight, whose normal weight stood at around 160 pounds. Whereas Tunney wound up as the undefeated heavyweight champion of the world at 190. As for Jack Dempsey who was quite possibly the hardest puncher of all time, some have said that Tunney could never beat the Manassas Mauler in his prime. Others have claimed that Tunney was so good that Jack Dempsey could never have beat him.
We will never know the answer of whether a much younger Jack Dempsey could have defeated Tunney or not. It is well known, however, that Greb totally dominated Dempsey as Dempsey’s sparring partner. Even though Dempsey outweighed the five foot eight Greb by 30 pounds, several times the pair almost met in the ring.
Greb would wind up fighting 298 professional fights, yet not one of them survives today on video.
A Boxing Legend for all time
Greb remains today as one of boxing legend’s most unforgettable mystery men of all time. His untimely death at 32 on the operating table when he failed to wake up from the anesthetic hasn’t hurt his enigmatic image. But although the movie cameras never captured him in a real fight, there still exists at least one video of him training.
Back to the Tunisian whirlwind Fadi Khaled
Which bring us to Fadi Khaled. Here you see him in training in Thailand.
At 140 pounds Khaled punches and kicks above his weight. But unlike Harry Greb, we have Khaled actually fighting in the ring.
The Tunisian whirlwind Fadi Khaled is all over his opponent
In this bout against Nueamek Sityaymeaw the Tunisian whirlwind Fadi Khaled demonstrates a full range of devastating martial arts weapons, including a full array of powerful kicks along with the punching power of a light heavy weight. Keep in mind that this little guy weighs just 140 pounds while light heavyweights are between 168 and 175 pounds. Notice too, how he flings his entire torso into the body of his opponent.
Big Daddy sitting next to me, put it this way, “I really don’t like the looks of him, but you gotta give him credit. He’s a very good fighter.”
I’ll give him more than that. This Tunisian whirlwind Fadi Khaled represents what true fighting is all about. I’m sure Harry Greb would concur.
If you are interested in learning more about Harry Greb check this out.
Big Daddy and I are ringside for the epic Jonathan Lecat Dorian Price double knockout at the Pattaya Max Muay Thai stadium when the unfathomable happens.
Both of us being American, we favor the American fighter, Dorian Price over the Frenchman. My pal, Big Daddy, who had once been a professional wrestler on international t.v. wasn’t missing a moment of this unforgettable classic. Whereas I was missing just about everything. I was too overwhelmed with shooting the video with my Nikon D750 trying to get everything just right. I had the perfect lens for this event.
The Jonathan Lecat Dorian Price double knockout makes international headlines
This fight, this stadium, this one of a kind epic, is big stuff. It just made U.S. Today. And to think that I only have to drive 20 minutes on my motorcycle to cover these great fights. Ironically, I just bought a new lens for my Nikon D750, a Nikon 2.8 24-70 mm that costs as much as my latest motorcycle. The pictures this lens and camera can get are unworldly. They are that good. And the primary reason for getting it was to get an edge covering these fights. Two weeks later, a one in a million chance occurs–the Jonathan Lecat Dorian Price double knockout
I was so involved with my camera work that I didn’t even know that Lecat was winning until the Dorian Price double knockout occurred.
But shooting video, especially in low light, is extremely challenging. For days on end I’ve been practicing, and I have yet to get the results I think I should be getting. But tonight I think I hit the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. But I still never got to see the fight until I started editing my video. I was that preoccupied. As far as I had been concerned I had videoed the two fighters tripping each other up. Then both had gone down together in a heap with neither fighter taking a major punch. I take picture taking and doing video that seriously. And since Dorian Price ended up winning I had thought him to be the dominant fighter. Only later while editing my video, did I realize that Jonathon Lecat had been beating the hell out of Dorian when the once in a million double knockdown occurred. A hundred years from now, this fight will be forever immortalized as the Jonathan Lecat Dorian Price double knockout.
I had seen the two fighters go down. About 30 seconds later, the American was able to rise to his feet while the Frenchman remained comatose, dead to the world. “In all my years following wrestling and boxing I’ve never seen this before,” Big Daddy, screamed at me. “I have never ever seen a double knockdown.”
Big Daddy was an international televised professional wrestler
Well, Big Daddy might have been one of the Assassins appearing on television as a professional wrestler, but I had always been a boxer. And I didn’t have the slightest idea of what Big Daddy meant by a double knockout. The concept was impossible for me to grasp. The whole idea of Muhammed Ali and George Foreman knocking each other out in a single second or two was unimaginable. But here it was, the Jonathan Lecat Dorian Price double knockout preserved for eternity in my video.
While I was a wanna be college boxing idol
And although I never fought professionally, I had been in more fights than I could count while growing up. Although I had been in several street fights as an adult, I wasn’t really into street fights. But I sure loved putting the gloves on to box strictly for fun. Boxing was my sport. Always had been and always will. In my fifties I kept a platform bag setup and heavy bag in my private gym that I had created from a one car garage. In college I was the best boxer in my dormitory which selected me to fight the best boxer from another dormitory. That wasn’t much of a fight. The gloves were huge and well padded so neither of us were very successful at getting through the other boxer’s guard. But it wasn’t long after that that I had a very short lived time of glory.
Jack Corbett, promising university Middleweight makes the front page of the Chicago Tribune
I was in the dormitory study room, when a couple of my dorm mates brought in a copy of the Chicago tribune. There I was on the front sports page of the Chicago Tribune. The newspaper had devoted an entire paragraph about me, extolling me as an exciting middleweight boxer from Lawrence University in Appleton, Wisconsin. “This would be one of the most exciting Golden Gloves tournaments in Chicago’s History”, the Tribune had printed. And it was because of exciting young boxers like me, a college boy, who’d soon be fighting in a sport that was devoid of College men.
But it was all a big joke–on me
I was foolish enough to go along with it all. Most of the guys in my dorm got very excited about one of their own fighting for the glory of Lawrence University in the Chicago Golden Gloves. Suddenly there was a lot of talk about hiring a tour bus to take everyone down to Chicago to watch me tantalize the Chicago crowds with my blazing speed. It turned out that one of the Freshmen in my class, Scott Lewis, had gotten an application for the Golden Gloves and had signed me up as a joke.
I would have done it. And my classmates were just crazy enough to get up enough money for a tour bus. Then one of the Lawrence wrestlers got a hold of me in the gym while I was suiting up for a Cross Country team practice run.
Jerry Nightingale star Lawrence University wrestler saves me from myself
I still remember exactly how he was looking at me and his exact position as he sat in front of me explaining the facts of life. Jerry Nightingale was a black guy from Chicago. I think he was a welterweight, weighing in at 145 pounds or so, which was about 15 pounds less than me. Jerry was extremely quick and if I remember him right, he had always won most of his matches. Not only was Jerry a very good wrestler, he was also the epitome of cool.
They are going to kill you in Chicago if you compete in the Golden Gloves
“You go down to Chicago and they are going to kill you,” Jerry warned.
“Why do you think that?” I asked. “I’m fast. And I’ve got an excellent punch. I think I have a very good chance of winning the first round or two in the elimination.”
“These guys in the Golden Gloves are from the ghetto. They’re poor. Most of them are uneducated. The only way out for many of them is fighting. You can get seriously hurt if you go in the ring with them,” Jerry advised me.
Jerry Nightingale becomes my Guardian Angel
I sure as hell respected Jerry Nightingale. He was a fine athlete. He had a good head on his shoulders and he was a good guy. Although I really enjoyed boxing, and thought I was faster than nearly everyone else, the prospect of meeting up with even faster guys who would relish cutting my face to ribbons sure wasn’t appealing. I immediately banished the thought of tour buses and being the school idol out of my game plan.
For me, boxing is still the king of all sports
Now I’m an old guy, even though I’m running 12 kilometers in the sweltering heat along Pattaya Beach. I can do it, but I’m all used up by the time I finish. But God, I sure love boxing. Even if I’m not doing it anymore. I’m an avid fan of guys like Andre Ward, Sergei Kovalev, and Gennadi Golotkin. I can hardly wait for the Andre Ward Kovalev rematch. I’ve got a few Russian friends now, not to mention a few other Russians I don’t know who I run into at the Centara Hotel physical fitness center. Russians take exercise seriously. Or at least a sizeable percentage of them do. That’s why the Soviet Union usually won more gold medals than the U.S. did in the Olympic.
It wasn’t just that those Communists herded their best athletes in like cattle in modern gulag training camps where they fed them steroids every day. Russians are tough and they pride themselves on their athletic ability. I think they always were this way, and one of the reasons they could defeat the U.S. in the Olympics is back in the bad old days of the U.S.S.R. there were more Soviets than Americans to choose from to field all those Olympic teams. Since the breakup of the U.S.S.R. Russia now has a population of only 140 million compared to 325 million Americans. But I do like having the Russians around because then I’m around people who take fitness as seriously as I do.
Big Daddy and I are still fighters in our hearts
So here we are, Big Daddy and I, alone among all our friends who really enjoy fighting. We are at the right spot at the right time to experience first hand that one in a million fight when both boxers go down for the count. in this Jonathan Lecat Dorian Price double knockout classic for the ages. We have already seen another top notch fight between the Tunisian Fadi Khaled and Nueamek Sitjaymeaw of Thailand. This will be my next video on you tube. What’s terrific about living here in Thailand is I get to experience first hand what’s being shown on the Fight Channel on international television. My condo’s only 20 minutes from the new Pattaya Max stadium. A lot of the Muay Thai top events come out of Bangkok, but I’ve just learned that the Pattaya Max Muay Thai stadium is handling just as many top ranked fights. This stadium has a seating capacity of nearly 3000. The men sitting directly in front of us are doing the international English broadcasts that are seen worldwide.
But back to the Jonathan Lecat Dorian Price double knockout. Dorian Price won this one. But when they meet again, I’m betting on the Frenchman. It promises to be a great fight. But it’s going to take years for anything to measure up to this Jonathan Lechat Dorian Price double knockout classic.
To protect the awful reputations of the guilty, I’m not naming the two Walking Street go go bars from which these two pimping Pattaya Mamasans crawled out of. One of the managers (a straight shooter from America) told me that it was up to me and the girl on how much I should tip her for sex. I believed him then and I still believe him. This is the rule for all three clubs that are under the same ownership.
But how often do Thais listen to Westerners? I can also tell you from a lot of experience on many levels that most Pattaya Thais were born with larceny in their hearts. Not all, but most. I have a good friend, a female Thai bar owner here in Naklua who will agree with me 100 percent. So let’s stop the philosophizing and get to the facts. This is what happened last night.
I will start with my 2nd stop of the night. That’s cause the action at our first go go bar was so uneventful. Four of us were together at this place. As I said, “I won’t name it cause I don’t want the pimping Pattaya mamasans to lose face. My brother, Billie Bob’s got this very shapely babe on his lap. She’s got a few tattoos. Although Billie Bob thinks tattoos are ugly, he keeps raving about this babe.
She’s got soft, wondrous skin, he tells me. In spite of the tattoos. Even better she’s got a gorgeous shapely ass. I touch her, on her neck, on her stomach, and then I put my hands around her thighs and wind up placing them on her ass.
“How old are you?” I ask the girl.
She’s perfect. After all, most girls in their early to mid twenties are usually not worth a shit. That’s cause their brains have not developed much. But a girl who’s close to thirty or over, thinks she’s already getting old. By this time she’s probably had a few rotten husbands or boyfriends already. I am sure of myself on this, especially when it comes to Pattaya women. Most men, Thai or falang, aren’t worth a shit. 90 percent of them aint, and you can take this one to the bank.
This girl’s giving me an erection on account of her having an ass to die for. Which is too bad because Billie Bob’s already decided to fuck her. That leaves me out.
Manasan doesn’t know it, but Billie Bob’s going to be tipping her 1000 baht for a short time fuck. But the bar fine’s 900 baht here. So the bar’s going to be getting 90 percent of what this babe’s getting. Difference is she’s got to fuck his sorry ass. The bar doesn’t have to put up with this old fart.
Billie Bob’s going to meet all of us at this bar’s sister club. He’s bar-fining her already. But while he’s waiting for the girl to come out of the dressing room, the mamasan comes up to him and asks:
“Can you give me 100 baht tip?”
“Jesus penis. Billie Bob’s already laid out 1000 baht on drinks. For the gin and tonics he’s just guzzled down and the tequilas he’s gotten the girl. And this mamasan’s asking him for a 100 baht tip? He also has to pay a 900 baht bar fine? That’s a hundred dollars for one lousy fuck when you count the 400 baht for the short time room”
“Why should I give you 100 baht tip?” Billie Bob replies scornfully to the greedy mamasan. “She’s fucking me, and you aren’t. What are you doing for me?”
First Night’s Outing at the Sister Club
It gets worse. One hour later we are all at the sister club (three go go bars have the same owner) where we are about to meet the second greedy mamasan. But while three of us have been to two more go go’s, Billie Bob’s been doing a short time room with the shapely 31 year old.
I’m having a great time in this sister club. I was here twice in the past two weeks. First time, one of my cousins was all over this gal as we were all sitting in front of the stage. I thought she was whipped with ugly stick a plenty. But he was feeling her up all over. About then one of the gals who’s dancing before me, sees me getting eye contact with the woman dancing next to her. I’m pretty drunk by now, but I still knows a pretty girl when I sees one.
“Do you want to buy friend me, drink?” the unattractive gal asks me.
“(Sure why not?) Which is not exactly what I said because I knows this bar girl ain’t about to understand all that. “Kap. I buy drink for pu ying sway mach mach.”
I could probably say all those words in Thai, but why should I bother? Hym…”Pom su kong puying sway mach mach”. Su Kong means buy or something like that. Sway mach mach means very beautiful and Kap means yes. But I’m sure my grammar’s going to be wrong and if it isn’t I will be off in my pronunciation, so why in the hell should I bother.
The pretty girl comes off the stage and joins me for a drink. It takes all of five minutes to have her in my arms. After two tequilas she’s startin to warm up to me so I start kissing her on her neck. Her arms break out into goose bumps.
“Ooh”, the girl giggles. Chocatee. (I’m ticklish)
I’m having a blast. And so are the girls. All of them whose anywhere near us Southern boys.
Then I get the word from someone working for the bar. The word is the girl I’m with is a handful. Expensive too. My source points another girl out to me who’s dancing on the stage. She’s got a trim little body. The kind I like.
Our second visit to the “Sister Club”.
This was the first time. One week later, the girl I had been with is with another customer. I glance at her a couple times but she acts as if I’m not even there. “Oh well, I’m moving onto my favorite gal. Her name’s “Next”. I’m sitting in the peanut gallery. That’s what I call the 1st and 2nd row of seats startin about five meters from the stage. Billy Bob’s sittin next to me. He likes the Peanut Gallery because back theres he can feel up the girls with impunity. But a man can get ignored sittin back there too. And if he’s not ignored the fat ugly gals tend to come up to me in the Peanut Gallery, uninvited.
Sure enough one of them fat ugly ones comes over to sit with he. I tell her I must go to the stage to see my girlfriend. And sure enough, when I take my bin over to the stage, who happens to be there? The gal recommended to me during my last visit. Eye contact takes only seconds. She’s dancing right in front of me. A few minutes later, she’s sitting on my lap drinking tequila with me.
She tells me she’s a 37 year old lady. But she’s got a real nice ass on her, and a nice shape even if her tits are small. She’s got a great attitude though.
A few minutes later, the girl I had been with the first time joins us. “Buy me drink?” she asks
It was all so predictable. The girls are going to get 50 baht off each ladies drink I buy them. My policy in the go go bars is to never buy drinks for two ladies at the same time. The money goes fast like diarrhea shit down the toilet.
I tell the girl, “Before you my lady. Right now she my titak (sweetheart). I only buy drink for tilac now. Next time maybe you my tilak again.”
Then another girl suddenly appears, which causes me to break my own rule. She’s been dancing right next to the 37 year old. Totally nude with her pussy nearly in my face. She’s got a pretty good body, but I like the 37 year old’s better. Suddenly I’ve got both girls in my arms. I buy all three of us a tequila.
To justify her existence and my buying her a drink in the first place, this second girl starts feelin my dick. In fact, both gals are feelin my dick while discussing its attributes in Thai.
“That feels real good,” I got an idea.”
The other gal’s young. I can’t remember but I think she’s told me she’s just twenty. She’s got soft silky skin. The girl’s totally nude so I can feel her all over. But I don’t. I grab her hand, the one that’s already on my dick, and start sliding it up my shorts. Then I do the same with the thirty-seven year old’s hand.
I tell the girls. “We play game. Game is “Whose feelin my dick?”
You can all tell where this one’s going. I got one hand from each gal on my dick at the same time. Or on one of my balls. I now take my hat and cover my eyes with it so that I can’t see a damn thing. The young twenty year old starts off groping me from the left side of my dick while the 37 year old’s touching it from the right side. I get the two girls to start changing their hands around. The young gal changes her hand position from the left side of my dick to the right side while the older gal slides her grip to the left side. At first I remove my hat and watch the girls while I try to gain a sense of what each girl’s hand feels like. Then I put my hat in front of my eyes again.
Sometimes I’m only feelin one hand on my dick. The younger girl’s hand seems to move more aggressively than the 37 year old’s. I think this one’s touch is exquisite.
I remove my hat blindfold, and announce to the girls, “okay, that time the hand was yours,” as I point to the older woman. Your hand felt so soft. It felt so good. I bet you could make me come in three minutes.”
“No. Hand my hand,” the younger girl blurts out.
And so it went. I’d turn out to be wrong more than 50 % of the time. Which didn’t really matter because I was constantly gettin my dick rubbed. And if I was enjoying myself, the two girls were enjoying themselves even more.
After all, how many guys have played, which hand is rubbin my dick now?” With them. No one.
The next few days I started thinking to myself, “Should I bar fine the 37 year old or not?” Of the two girls she had the finer ass. And I had learned that the bar had its own short time rooms upstairs.
Which brings us back to last night. The 37 year old’s not to be seen anywhere’s. Billy Bob’s just returned from his fuckin at the Sweethearts short time hotel on Walking Street. This is where a 32 year old Englishman supposedly jumped out of his room on the third floor and landed on Walking Street at 4 a.m. He died upon arrival at the hospital. I’m sure this one’s going down as a suicide.
Although no valuables or belongings were found in the Brit’s room, on May 14th, 2016 a Scot. Steve Balfour, age 35, was found dead in his room at Sweethearts. All identification and his wallet were missing so his body wound up in a morgue for unidentified persons. until it was identified by his tattoos. Methinks Steve died of old age while the 31 year old Brit’s death was caused from taking flying lessons from an unknown lady boy or other innocent persons who are not lady boys. As to the missing identifications and valuables from both deaths I personally believe they were carried off by rampaging hungry rats.
Blissful Soi Six Warmup to Walking Street go go action
Earlier I had gone to Soi Six. But only for a half hour where I ran into one of my German buddies. We had one beer together while I was having my dick rubbed by a young girl who I already knew.
She kept telling me: “I want to fuck you so bad. Please fuck me. I so horny.”
Come hell or high water. I could not convince my German pal to come with me to Walking Street. Billy Bob and our Southern American friends are fun. My German comrade knows this, but he also knows that the Walking Street go go bars constitute a piss poor waste of money. Unless he goes there after midnight to prey on the babes who are looking for some fucking action in the Discos where there’s no bar fine to be paid.
Third Night at the Sister Club. Run in with 1 of the Pimping Pattaya mamasans
But I had agreed to meet up with Billy Bob and two other guys in the go go bars. So here I was saddling up to the stage, using myself as bait for anyone interesting who’d just happen to zoom in on me. I was hoping it would be the 37 year old. But she was nowhere to be seen. Obviously it was her night off or she was with another customer. The first girl who I had given goose bumps to wasn’t there either. But the 20 year old certainly was, dancing in front of me, completely nude.
Obviously she was expectin me to buy her a drink. And since neither of the other two girls was workin tonight I offered her one. Soon, she was off that stage standing next to me with another young gal standing next to her.
I know where this one’s going. Neither girl means a shit to me. The first girl, the 20 year old is too young to know where her ass ends and her head begins. This game’s is to get as many drinks out of me as possible. And sure enough. Here it comes.
“Will you buy drink for friend me?”
“Such an original line. How many times have I heard it? And now you knows why I like Soi Six so much.”
I decide to buy each of them a drink. But only one drink unless one of the girls redeems herself.
They order soft drinks. The kind with no alcohol in them whatsoever. All this is complete boredom for me. The same thing happens again and again with the girls all playing the same script.
But I want to know how much it costs to use the short time room upstairs. I don’t give a squatters ass for either of these two nitwits. I’m thinking of bar fining another gal who works for one of the sister clubs for this place. Makes sense that since all these girls are workin for the same organization that I can bring a girl from a sister club to use the short time room.
By this time Billie Bob’s joined us. The two girls English skills are so abysmal that they have no clue on what I’m wanting to find out. Mamasan soon joins us to intercept–I mean interpret.
“You want to bar fine lady?” The mamasan asks me.
“No. Not now. I want to know how much for short time. I know bar fine is 900 baht. How much must I pay to use room upstairs?
“You pay 3400 baht,” the mamasan replies. 500 baht for room, 900 baht for bar fine and 2000 baht for tip lady.”
“Cun my Kochai,” I reply. Which means you don’t understand.
I boom boom Billie Bob. He want 200 baht for boom boom. We want use room. Toll Rai? (How much?) I ask the mamasan while pointing at Billie Bob.
“Lady costs 3400 baht for boom boom,” the mamasan replies.
“But I don’t want lady. I want boom boom Billy Bob.” Then I tell her I’m joking.
She still doesn’t get it. “Up to me and Billy Bob, what I pay for boom boom. Not up to you. How much for room?”
She still doesn’t get it. “Okay, I love lady from other bar. You have three bars with same big boss owner. I want to bring lady from your other bar to short time. How much for room?”
“Midai.” Which means cannot. “Only can boom lady bar here.”
I don’t want to implicate the manager. The man’s not here tonight. He’s American and we get along well. This manager has assured me that in his bar it is entirely up to me what I have to pay one of this girls for sex. T o make sure I’ve got the rules straight, I’ve asked him, “So if one of your girls agrees to have short time with me for 500 baht this is okay with your club.”
“Yes, by all means. It is up to you and the girl.”
As I keep sayin, “Don’t deal with Pimping Pattaya mamasans.” They are worthless scum. But take it from me, Pimping Pattaya mamasans are only the tip of the iceberg. Most Thais are completely unwilling to take advice from foreigners or to follow their orders. For example, if you are a Westerner who’s on the committee running a condo, the Thais who are working for the condo owners and the committee will do all they can to not follow your rules. They will quit their jobs in a heart beat because in their little minds they are Thai, and therefore superior to any foreigner. Unfortunately Pattaya is still growing in leaps and bounds. So there’s always new jobs coming up. They will just up and quit and all because they feel they have lost face just having to put up with a foreigner who’s telling them what to do. This goes for the staff of hotels too if “their bosses are foreigners”. It most certainly applies to restaurants whose entire staff oftentimes quits en mass because a Thai employee is not getting his way.
The Soi Six Version of Pimping Pattaya mamasans
There’s a go go bar on Soi Six called “Dolls.” The owner of the place is German or so I’ve been lead to believe. He’s told me the same thing. Which is it’s entirely up to me and the girl how much I must pay her for her tip. It used to be that a man only had to pay for the room upstairs which his 500 baht. Almost all the Soi Six girls ask 1000 baht for short time these days and the price of the room is in nearly all cases just 300 baht. I once banged a girl at Dolls but when the girl told me she wanted 1000 baht I told her since the room was 200 baht higher than all the other Soi Six rooms, I’d have to pay her just 800 baht. She accepted.
But times have changed. The owner of Dolls later told me that I’d have to pay his girls at last 1500 baht for short time. Otherwise all the other girls would get angry with the girl doing me for 1000 baht. A few weeks later I got one of the girls to agree with me on a short time for 1000 baht, but then one of those stupid Pimping Pattaya mamasans intervened. I paid for my drinks and then she wrote a new ticket on which she wrote, 2500 baht. She then explained that 2000 baht was for the girl, 500 baht was for the room.
I told this piss poor excuse for one of those stupid Pimping Pattaya mamasans that the owner had told me that it was up to me and the girl what I had to pay for sex.”
To which the mamasan told me, “He not in charge of this bar. I am.”
See what I mean. By the time the two young girls started asking me to buy them their next kiddie cocktail, I said to the girl who had been feelin my dick last week. “You want beer or tequila”
“I want drink.” Which meant I’d be paying 165 baht for kiddie cocktail 1 for this first girl and 165 baht for kiddie cocktail 2 for the 2nd girl.
“Okay. I not buy you drink. You can have tequila or beer. Up to you.”
Here’s an example. S uppose you have a girlfriend. But your girlfriend is one lazy bitch. She won’t even clean up the kitchen and after a week it starts to get pretty bad. So you tell her, “Honey, I want you to do better job cleaning kitchen.”
To which she replies, “You want to finish me? Okay, we finish.”
She’s saying, “I have no interest in improving my behavior or doing something I should be doing for you.” She winds up giving you no choice. It all comes down to this with most Thai women, “You cannot expect anything of me because if you complain about anything that means that you don’t want me in your life at all.”
Well, I’ve got a lot better things to do than to dabble with these two nitwits. Billy Bob suggests that we go up into the peanut gallery. I remove my little box on which the little slip showing my drink charges are typed and my drink, and follow Billy Bob up to two vacant seats up in the peanut gallery. We have one beer together up there while actually having an intelligent conversation now that there’s no go go bar girls present. Then we leave the bar, then Walking Street where I will spend the next two hours in a small beer bar I often go to. There I buy one of the girls two or three drinks at beer bar prices while getting a massage. This girl’s no beauty queen, but she used to work giving massages, and she’s pretty damn good at it. The music’s pretty good in this little cocktail bar. They’s got You tube up on a big t.v. and there’s a constant flow of music coming from the bar’s sound system I have to admit to getting a lot of satisfaction from buying this old gal a few drinks at reasonable prices. Meanwhile I can guarantee one thing. Next time I go to that last Walking Street go go bar I’m going to spend time with the 37 year old gal. Either that or I’m going to be with the 31 year old from this club’s sister club. This young stuff is only for little Thai boys to fool around with or stupid old falang who don’t know shit from shinola.
Uncle Bufford go go bar review 1 (4-21-2017 ). First stop is the G-spot. I like it here because they have happy hour prices till 9:30 or so.
This means I can get two Gin and Tonics for 140 baht, and that’s just enough to get me on my way. Another thing, it’s not all that high pressure here. If me and my pals just want to drink alone, to save some money, the girls aren’t all that pushy. And if I want someone, the bar fine’s 900 baht. That’s not as good as things used to be when go go bar fines were 600 baht. But here, if a man wants to take a girl long time for an alnighter, the bar fine is still 900 baht. There’s no bar fine for a one hour short time with a much larger bar fine for long time the way so many go go bars are charging now a days. Also, the girl and I can set our own price without having the mamasans telling me I must pay her 2000 baht for short time and 3000 long time.
Uncle Bufford go go bar review Crazy House
Billie Bob and I move onto Crazy House. Billie Bob’s not all the keen on this place anymore. He says he does not like the stupid uniforms the girls put on now. I want to come here because I just had a sexy girl from G spot all over me. She felt so good and I wanted her so much, but Billie Bob and me had agreed that neither of us would bar fine anyone tonight. Anyways, we go to Crazy House because I want to see how good this girl feels compared to the G Spot gal. Luckily she’s there.
I’ve banged her a few times. I’ve also banged the G Spot dancer a few times. The gal from Crazy House is short, but she’s got a great body. She has beautiful breasts that are just large enough to fill a man’s mouth. She knows it too. And she uses this to her fullest advantage. If she’s had enough tequila she will just put her pussy on full display. Sometimes she will just lie down on her back pointing it upwards at the ceiling. It’s hard for a man to keep his eyes away. She’s got raw sex appeal and she’s totally brazen about it.
Gouging the customers for drinks
She gets 50 baht for each ladies drink. So the bar bill mounts up in a hurry especially when she’s asking you to buy two tequilas. One for yourself and one for her. And that seems to be the main point of her game. Pretty soon your bin is 1000 baht and if you stick around a little longer it’s soon going to be 2000 baht. Buy her out of the bar costs a 1000 baht bar fine now. Before Christmas it was 800 baht. But Christmas is prime time for the bars to really gouge their customers. For Crazy House, it’s still Christmas even though it’s now almost May.
I can’t prove it, but I think Mamasan is telling this girl to finish her short times in 45 minutes or less. The short time rooms are just across the street. Ohm likes to get the short time over with as soon as she can. And then she tries to get the customer to come back to the bar to buy her even more drinks.
She feels so good perched up on my lap. Then she feels my dick. Ohm knows only too well that it’s good and hard. But I had a huge hard on while I was with the G Spot dancer. I buy her one tequila. Within five minutes she’s asking for a second one. While still sitting on my lap she opens her legs a little. My hand’s right there. She wiggles her hips a little and lowers herself onto my hand. She is almost impossible to resist and she knows it. But I had promised Billy Bob I would not bar fine anyone tonight.
I leave it at just two drinks for her, and then I tell the waitress, “Check bin.” Ohm asks me to buy her one more drink. But I politely refuse. Then I ask her to meet me outside the bar in a few days so I won’t have to bar fine her. She twists her face in disapproval. But I already know how mercenary she is. She’s after all the commission money she can get off each drink her customers buy. If she meets me outside her bar, she’s not going to get any drink commissions. “How can you be such a cheap charlie?” her disdainful look tells me.
The other girl knows the go-go bars are fucking over the customers. Tourists don’t know any better but the guys who live here all the time sure as hell do. Most of the go go bars are operating like machines in order to squeeze out as many drinks as they can from their customers. The way it usually works is the girl is given 10, maybe 15 minutes to sit with a customer, and then she’s called back to the stage where she must take her turn dancing. If she likes her customer or is getting enough drinks out of him, she will return to order more drinks from him. If he appears drunk or new at the game other women join her. She tells customers one of them is her sister. “Can you buy sister me, drink?” she asks. But once a customer shows he’s generous with his money mamasan will also appear and ask him for a drink also.
On Lady Drinks The G-Spot is much more laid back
Crazy House is a hands on fun house. It’s also about as high pressure as it gets when it comes to milking a customer dry for drinks. G Spot operates differently. Once customers are slow to get them the next drink, girls like Ohm will drop them in a minute to find a new customer or just to run off to chat with the other girls. Over at the G Spot, a typical girl will allow her customer to take his time and drink at his own pace. Dawn will usually not even ask a man to buy her a drink. But since she seems so good-natured, I won’t hesitate a minute to buy her a drink. I get the feeling from Dawn that she’s on my side. Or that we are both on the same side. I just keep getting great vibes from her.
I’ve now been in the very closest proximity to both girls which is exactly the way I had planned it. Both of them turn me on. It’s about an equal contest. But I prefer Dawn. I get the feeling that she’s really with me. But with Ohm I feel like I’m a target.
Police cause Soi Six girl to go to Korea for 3 months
My thoughts turn to my favorite Soi Six girl. She’s gone to Korea for three months because she’s not been making enough money on Soi Six on account of the police. She tells me that things have gotten so bad on Soi Six that the bars are no longer allowing the girls to short time their customers in the upstairs rooms. This has not really applied to me, however. Many of the bars know me and trust me not to call the police if I see a falang take a girl upstairs. This doesn’t help Lee any. I remember a couple of years ago taking a girl upstairs in Route 69 Bar when the bartender required me to leave my cell phone with the bar. I learned afterwards that this was to keep me from calling the police after getting naked in the room with the girl. Two weeks later the girl from Club 69 told me I could not take her upstairs so she got a motorbike taxi to take us to a short time hotel about 1 kilometer from the bar.
I really miss Lee. She’s around five foot six, which is tall for a Thai woman and she’s got gorgeous breasts, the equal of Ohm’s but they are much larger. The most important thing about her is she’s completely devoted to making me come. Not just once, but two times or even three times if I still got the urge. And nothing’s off limits with her. Even if she doesn’t like it she at least acts like she enjoys French kissing. Having sex with her usually takes an hour with all the foreplay and after play. There’s none of this, “fuck me now (as I look at my watch). Sadly, Ohm’s wearing a watch on both of her wrists.
It’s time for the next bar though. I tell Billy Bob, “Well, Ohm’s now made 100 baht for the two ladies drinks I’ve just bought her. Maybe now she will start to think about really considering meeting me outside the bar. It’s doubtful, however.”
Mystified at Misty’s
We hit a couple more clubs. One of them’s Misty’s. I know one of the girls quite well there. Only one week ago she was living in my condo building. But the falang who had taken her out of the bar didn’t want her in the end. He stopped paying her. As expected she left him. Billie Bob and I saw her getting off a motorbike taxi in front of the club. I called her name out three times, but she never answered me. She never even saw me. I don’t remember ever seeing a go go dancer that fucked up in my life.
Billie Bob and I sit drinking our beers in a booth that had its own mini stage and dancing pole. I tell the waitress that I wan to buy a drink for the young girl who used to live in my condo building. Five minutes later the waitress comes back to tell me that the girl is not coming to join us. I can’t fathom why. The waitress merely shakes her head as if she were just as mystified as I was. Fifteen minutes later we finish our drinks and check bin.
“She’s over there,” said Billy Bob. “If you want to say hello to her before we leave now’s your chance. On our way out of the club, I approach her while she was talking to another girl next to the main stage.
“We have to leave now. I wanted to buy you a drink earlier,” I tell the girl.
She looks up at me through glassy eyes. She barely recognizes me but at least she knows it’s me. Boy, is she fucked up. The falang who had forced her out of his condo is a complete idiot. She’s only 19 but I always had good feelings about her. I don’t think she was ever cut out for this kind of work. I really don’t know but my gut feeling is that she’s simply not wired for having to fuck whichever customer comes along. She had just lost her boyfriend who had at least started out giving her a steady income and a nice place to live. But she had lost all that, and maybe that’s why she is so screwed up tonight. She’s only 19. I think she probably regards having to fuck so many disagreeable asshole falang like most people might view shoveling cow shit for a living.
Uncle Bufford go go bar review God Awful Da Da Music at Super Girls
Billie Bob and I split up and I go alone over to Super Girls. Drinking a bottle of Heineken while sitting in front of the stage, I have to listen to one very loud da da song after another. I couldn’t stand more than fifteen minutes of this punishment and it would not matter how many good looking girls were hanging around me or how many of them are feeling my cock. It is time for the final bar for the night.
Uncle Bufford go go bar review Taboo Club
Taboo must be about the last go go bar on your left near the end of Walking Street at Pattaya Tai. I had never been in the place, but about a week ago, a woman had run after me, calling out my name as I started off for my first go go of the night. The woman had been one of the mamasans at Super Babes and Super Girls. I didn’t buy many girls drinks at Super Babes, but I did like a waitress who must have been in her mid thirties and possibly as old as forty. I oftentimes drank tequilas with the waitress and the mamasan, who I found to be at least as attractive as some of the better looking girls. So I decide to go in to look for the ex mamasan.
She’s nowhere to be found and by this time I’m pretty well on my way to la la land. The club is long and narrow. There’s no seating in the front section so I find myself being escorted to the back of the club. I might have had a girl or two try to get my attention but they aren’t very attractive. Suddenly I have to go to the restroom.
It is a coed rest room. Which is pretty cool because on many occasions I find myself meeting the nicest women in the toilets of Pattaya’s finest go go establishments. There was the “Beautiful Pattaya Toilet girl from Crazy House” for example, and every so often I can’t keep getting my mind off her. While pondering my thoughts while pissing in the urinal I hear an angry voice behind me.
“Don’t pee on the floor.” It’s one of the cleaning gals who spend about half their time cleaning up after the customers in the toilet. I look down and sure enough there is a small puddle of water near my feet. Then I look at myself and observed how close my penis is to the urinal.
It all looks alright to me. My dick is over the center of the urinal. I don’t believe I could have been pissing on the floor. There’s two cleaning women in the toilet. I reply, “Look at my dick. My dick not pee on the floor. Customer who come before me piss on floor.”
“No. You pee pee on the floor.”
“No I didn’t. Look at my dick. It is a very good dick and see how it make water over the urinal. Come over and Look. Customer before me, he bad man.”
By the time I’m going back to my beer hating the place. “That cleaning lady, just hate falang customers,” I think to myself. “Even if I was pissing on the floor it is not her place to be getting so angry about it. That’s what she is getting paid for so fuck her.”
I check bin and then I head out of the club towards to front door. Then I see her. The ex mamasan who is now a service girl. I order two drinks from her, one for me and one for her. She takes me to a small table. Suddenly I’ve got three or four go-go girls all around me, all of them asking me for a drink.
“I cannot buy all of you a drink, so I will choose just one of you.”
She is pretty damn attractive but I am really drunk now. She has a great body. At least in my drunken stupor she seems to have a beautiful figure.
I drink there until almost two and then I head home. The next night as I walk past Club Taboo one of the greeter girls standing outside the club calls out to me.
“I remember you from last night.”
“Was I very mal?” I asked her.
“You very very mal (drunk), the girl replied.
Too bad that I can’t remember if she was the girl sitting with me.
Pattaya go go bar Mamasans are getting commissions to rip customers off who pay their bar girls for sex. This is a leading cause for exorbitant short and long time prices in the Walking Street go go bars.
Most Pattaya go go bar Mamasans are now asking their customers to pay 2000 baht for short time and 3000 baht for long time. In fact many mamasans won’t even ask. They will simply write a bill out for the bar girl’s 2000 or 3000 baht tip plus a bar fine of 1000 or 1500 baht. Mamasan’s not about to let the girl leave even if she’s already agreed to go with her customer for a lot less. But it didn’t used to be that way.
Only a few years back, the typical bar fine for a Pattaya Walking Street go go girl was 600 baht. The 600 baht gave the customer the right to take the go go girl out of the bar. Same goes for beer bars where even today the bar fine is usually only 300 baht. After the bar fine’s paid, what they do and how much the girl gets paid has always been between the girl and the customer. Only a few years ago, the going rate was 1000 baht for short time. Long time meant all night for between 1500 and 2000 baht.
But times have changed my friends keep telling me. “You will never be able to short time a go go girl for only 1000 baht,” they keep telling me. On this they are half right. They can’t get by paying less than 2000 baht for short time because they don’t believe in themselves. Which is perfectly understandable due to most of them not being able to think logically. So here’s my logic about the old 1000 baht benchmark for short time sex.
Practically everyone frequenting the Walking Street go go bars today fall into two categories. The first are the tourists. Tourists simply don’t know any better. Therefore they are ripe targets for scheming bar girls, and the Pattaya go go bar Mamasans.
The second are the expats who actually live here. Such expats fall into two categories. 1. Those who are on Walking Street to show their newcomer friends around and 2. Those who come to get a little excitement from prettier girls than they are finding in the beer bars. I view this later group of expats as voyeurs. As voyeurs they venture into the go go’s for a little touchie feelie or to watch a bunch of sexy gals dance naked. These guys are totally satisfied with being voyeurs because they fail to understand that most of the women they meet in the go go bars are not getting bar fined very often.
Putting unrelenting pressure on customers to buy ladies drinks is the Holy Grail
For the most part go go bars have become impersonal mechanisms for extracting as much money from their customers in the shortest time possible. The routine is nearly always the same in many go go bars. Some of the girls are dancing on the stage. A few are sitting around waiting for their turn to replace the girls who are already dancing. A customer or a group of customers comes in, and the girls start eyeing him like a pack of dogs panting for a bone. For the girls the holy grail is to pressure the new arrivals into buying them as many drinks as possible.
Pattaya go go bar Mamasans and their Pack gang up on their prey
So here’s the routine. A girl sits next to her prey. Within five minutes she asks him to buy her a drink. When the drink arrives, the prey suddenly realizes she’s ordered a coke, sprite or other soft drink. If it’s alcohol she orders a very weak cocktail. Five minutes later she’s asking for a 2nd no alcohol or low alcohol ladies drink. But by this time the pair are joined by one or two more go go girls who are also asking the prey to buy them drinks. About this time one of the friendliest, most thoughtful Pattaya go go bar Mamasans joins the table. She feels entitled to a drink also.
If the customer doesn’t keep buying his new companion a drink every five minutes the mamasan asks her to take another turn on the stage. It’s all a concerted effort to extract as many drinks as possible out of each customer in the shortest amount of time possible. And each time the customer buys a lady’s drink, the chief lady predator will get a 50 baht commission from the go go bar. Oftentimes a mamasan keeps hovering over the new customer’s table like a vulture on a mission to keep the ladies drinks flowing.
Mamasan won’t get her tip money when the girl only charges 1000 baht for boom boom
But when the customer finally decides to bar fine his “new girl”, the mamasan steps into the middle of the ring to officiate. Although I might oftentimes get the go go girl to agree to a 1000 baht short time, a mamasan suddenly appears to tell me that I must pay the girl 2000 baht. Thinking this through for myself I concluded that although a lot of go go girls wanted to go short time with me for 1000 baht, the mamasans kept intruding for a reason. Since in almost all things in Pattaya Money is number one, I concluded that the mamasans were extorting commissions out of the girls and they could hardly do that if I was only paying the girls 1000 baht.
Mamasan, why should I buy you a drink? You’re not the one fucking me
So here’s what all this comes down to. And several times I’ve actually told mamasans this when they had the audacity to ask me for tips. “This girl is about to fuck me. You aren’t.” Truth is most of these Walking Street go go bar mamasans are as useless as tits on a boar.
The other night I was at Supergirls. For shits and grins I asked a girl if she ever had to tip the mamasan when she went short time with a customer. Her answer was an unequivocal yes. 100 baht. And there is no longer a normal bar fine at Supergirls. There’s a short time bar fine. And there’s a long time bar fine. I think the long time bar fine is 1500 baht. The whole idea is to push the short times so that the girls keep coming back to the go go club so that they can extract even more ladies drinks from the customers.
There used to be a waitress at Misty’s. Her bar fine was 800 baht whereas all the dancers’ barfines were 1500 baht (up from the 600 baht barfine from just a few years ago). The first time Billie Bob bar fined her, she stayed with him an hour and a half in the short time room. I think she really liked Billie Bob. She kept showing him all kinds of pictures of herself, her friends and her children in the short time room until Billie Bob finally told her he had run out of time. But the next few times Billie Bob bar fined her, she’d tell him mamasan wanted her back in the bar waitressing.
Annie despises the go go bar mamasans
We met Annie years ago on Soi Six. Annie’s just one reason no one can tell me that Walking Street go go girls are more attractive or nicer than Soi Six girls. Annie was a 800-1000 baht girl but now that she’s graduated to the big leagues over on Walking Street, she’s now the real deal 2000-3000 baht go go queen.
But Annies a straight shooter. Billie Bob was sure that he could bang her over on Walking Street for 1000 baht. She had done him before for just 800 baht. So Annie agrees on doing a short time with him for 1000 baht. But along comes Mamasan and she tells Annie and Billie Bob that he must pay 2000 baht short time. But Billie Bob’s real smart you see. That’s on account of my training him. He tells Mamasan that he and Annie are old friends from way back. To her credit Annie agrees with him.
“Yeah, me and Annie here, we same same brother and sister. We know each other since we were babies,” Billie Bob tells the mamasan, the waitress and one of the bar boys. “And see him”, Billie Bob points to the bar boy. “He pi chai me.” (My younger brother).
What Annie doesn’t tell Billie Bob is she’s tipping three mamasans 100 baht each. I suppose she felt she had to do it in order for the mamasans to allow her to leave the bar for less than 2000 baht. Which leads me to the following conclusion.
You Japanese are the ones at fault
I’m going to blame a lot of this on you Japanese. And for two reasons. First, you aren’t here with me to defend yourselves as I write these words of truth. The second is, you guys keep trying to be polite. Which is a big mistake because most of you shouldn’t be polite to all these Walking Street go go bar predators. There are a lot of you, Japanese, frequenting the go go bars on Walking Street. You tend to go in groups to the go go’s. For many of you–Your English and your Thai language skills are definitely lacking. Which means you face real problems communicating with the go go girls.
This provides the Pattaya go go bar mamasans their opportunity to intercede in your behalf. But be forewarned. They aren’t there to help you guys. And they aren’t there to help their bar girls either. Just remember, unlike Japan, on Walking Street money is number one. Watch out for the friendly mamasan who appears to be looking out for you. She’s getting commissions from the girls for the deals she’s making for you. You get the nicely wrapped up packaged deal of 2000 baht short time or 3000 plus long time. But you are really getting the shaft. And you wind up paying double or triple what I have to pay. As for many of my pals. Well, let’s just say it’s a case of monkey see, monkey do.
Pattaya go go bar Mamasans
It is my firm belief that Pattaya go go bar Mamasans are going to favor those girls who tip them well. And for those who don’t–the mamasans are simply going to let them wither on the vine. Such uncooperative girls will be ignored by the mamasans and service girls who work directly under them.
Go Go dancers who don’t tip the mamasans will get the worse opportunities to hunt Japanese
When Pattaya go go bar Mamasans require the girls to demand 2000 baht short and 3000 baht long times from their customers, most of them will jump to appease their mamasans.
Truth is, most Pattaya go go bar Mamasans are causing the girls to make less money than they would if the mamasans suddenly ceased to exist. Most of the girls are not getting bar fined very often. But they would if the mamasans would allow them to set their own prices. Some of the go go girls despise the mamasans so much that they revel with delight from cutting the go go bar out of its bar fines and high priced drinks. Under one condition, however. Provided you, Mr. Customer, cut them a square deal.
To find out more about how Walking Street go go bars are operating check out:
LX7 Panasonic vs Nikon D750 for low light video. You be the judge. Here’s a pair of videos I shot at the Pattaya Siam Siam night club.
Here’s the first video. This one’s with the Nikon D750 using the Nikon 17-35 mm 2.8 lens.
And here’s the second. I used the small Panasonic LX7 camera to shoot this 2nd video. This camera is an overachiever. I can’t think of another compact camera anywhere near this size that’s got a fast 1.4 lens. The lens is a Leica to boot from Germany, and this camera has always delivered no matter how low the lighting situation was.
But there’s nothing like using completely professional equipment. Canon’s just as good as Nikon. But I got started with Nikon and I already had a pair of Nikon’s finest and most expensive lenses–a Nikon 28-70 2.8 and its sister lens, a Nikon 17-35 mm wide angle 2.8. From everything I’ve ever read nothing out there tops these two lenses, but they are both god awful heavy and cost big bucks.
I’ve shot video in restaurants down on the beach and in bars with my Nikon, and I’ve practiced for days on end in my condo trying to get the automatic focus to work right. The cameras got a mirror and I’ve been informed by people who are supposed to be in the know that SLRs like mine will not do a good job on automatic focus at night. But My Panasonic Lx7 has no such problems. It works like a dream.
Shooting with the Panasonic LX7 at Siam Siam
So here’s the story on these two videos. A couple of weeks ago a group of condo owners and their girlfriends who live in my building celebrated my girlfriend’s birthday at the Siam Siam night club in Pattaya. Well let me tell you, this place is a treasure. The views up on the top floors of Pattaya are absolutely stunning as both videos will show. At my girlfriend’s birthday I’m shooting with the Panasonic LX7. Rory, is there with his Hong Kong girlfriend, and so is Rod, an Englishman with Mai, a young willowy Thai beauty whose personality just doesn’t stop. My girlfriend, May May is here too–well of course she is….she’s the birthday girl. Viewing Pattaya from the Siam Siam night club’s upper floors is a lot like Hong Kong. That’s where Rory and Iris live when Rory’s not here in Pattaya, and they both tell you in this first video that Pattaya’s a lot better than Hong Kong.
My birthday at Siam Siam shooting my Nikon D750 in low light
But I’m itching to do a new video at Siam Siam with my Nikon gear. This time it’s my birthday. The camera came out great in the video I shot at the Muay Thai boxing arena, but later on, the focusing failed me down at my favorite Pattaya beach restaurant. I spend hours Saturday afternoon practicing with three different lenses shooting in different shooting modes in my condo, and I’m still in my underwear when the door bell rings. It’s Mai coming down to visit with my girlfriend and to wish me a happy birthday. Normally I don’t come to the door wearing only my underwear shorts. It scares people too much having to view my nearly naked body. But hey, I take my photography and my video seriously and there’s no time for false modesty.
Later my girlfriend and I head to Siam Siam. It’s just the two of us, off celebrating my birthday, but wait, it’s a threesome after all. I’ve got my Nikon D750 with me. So it’s Panasonic vs Nikon. If the Panasonic LX7 wins out, I’m getting an even more capable Panasonic LX model when I visit the U.S. a few months from now. THe LX100 with is larger sensor looks like the answer to my shooting the best video I can. But I know that nothing can beat my two Nikon lenses when it comes to making my subjects jump right out of the picture and delivering the richest color possible.