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The Asia Bugle
Friday, 15th September 2006
In this issue of the Asia Bugle
Scuttlebut
  When a good story is not true: immigration rules
From the Baron www.baronbonk.com
 
What price Morality. In brings in so much why stop it?
Night March from Pattaya
  Rapped to oblivion even if quality holds up elsewhere
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Scuttlebut

The political machinations continue as the bomb plot, the new airport opening and the election date all feature regularly in the news. Wacky Tacky has actually been travelling abroad, confident there will not be a coup in his absence although the general feeling is that, that could still happen. Now there is a new election commission the favourite date for the election is November 19 th but that could still be put back. Sunday 24 th December springs to mind a good day for no Alcohol! I can't imagine a Christmas day morning without a hangover! I digress. The new airport will open on the September 28 th and that is now final. What happens then is anybodies guess.
The next conundrum for many ex-pats is how serious are new visa rules announced recently. They have made it clear that monthly visa runners will be allowed to do it only twice before they must go away for ninety days. It also seems that nobody will be allowed more than 3 entries (visa on arrival) in six months, even if each stay is for only a couple of days. Clearly coming to LOS every weekend to party is now verboten (without getting a visa) not to mention the problems for all those mia nois whose financial support will no longer be able to come here every few weeks! Unsurprisingly there is much rumour and speculation without a lot of hard facts. The Thai Visa web board is running fast and furious with predictions of the end of LOS as we know it. As ever it looks like a catch all attitude will only catch only a few, probably those it does not intend to catch. And those it intends to stop will find plenty of ways around the problem! But what will probably stop the Immigrations master plan will be when the tourist figures start suffering!

After my last night in the city I am not sure the Thai's should not ban all farangs!
First in a bar that I would describe as rugger b-----rs bar an unhappy punter threw a glass near an annoying tart. Okay so it was aimed at the floor and maybe said female deserved all she got: BUT anybody who throws a glass should be shown the door: opening it is an option.
Then at the witching hour, 1 pm, a white couple were trying to wheel two baby strollers down soi 4 screwing up the traffic. I suppose this is emancipation or something like it: one could not go out so they both had to go out and the kids went too. Bet the kids do not grow up wanting to be an engine driver!

In Pattaya last week I trundled into a gogo to see the new manager in that location. Sitting at the bar, with the new manager, I ordered a Johnnie Walker and received something that was a brown liquid but tasted little like anything that had come from Scotland . When I ordered another I suggested that the barmen use an alternative bottle, one that had not yet been opened. He argued for about half a sentence before doing what I suggested. That Whisky had definitely come from Scotland . I had a final drink before leaving and I noticed it also came out of the new bottle. My friend the new manager got the message and said he would sort it out later.
So the next spot I went to was the Model Club. This time I received a glass with something that was certainly not the Johnnie Walker ordered; it was sweet. Later I realised it was Drambuie! When I complained a couple of service girls smelt it and said it was not Johnnie Walker and took it back. The drink it was replaced with had barely been near enough to a bottle to turn the water light brown. I took one sip and realised there was virtually no alcohol of any sort in the glass and the barmen was looking very smug. I paid and left leaving no tip. No doubt the barmen thought he was so clever. I am not surprised the Model Club is on the blocks. Let us hope if anybody buys the place the first thing they do is fire all the idiots behind the bar! But until they go the place is best avoided!

If, I may now step gently on some toes? I am hearing nothing but bad about the new visa services at the British Embassy. The new service was brought in to speed things up and improve the service. The general view is that it has done exactly the opposite. Firstly a fast track visa, by somebody who has already had one visa, used to take 3 days now it takes 4. Then there is an extra charge of 490 Baht on all visas, a charge for the new dubious service!
Recently a friend, who has successfully applied for visas for his wife and children several times before, was spitting blood after his initial entry was rejected as he had not filled in the occupation of his son. His son is not yet three years old! The next problem was the photo was deemed wrong as it was against a light (cream) background as specified in the Embassy website but he was told it had to be a white background. As his wife and son were in Nongkai and he was in Bangkok , putting in the applications, this was no laughing matter. In the end he called the Embassy who said light, not white, background was needed and then with some difficulty persuaded the brain dead at the new service to process his application with that photo. But had he been less determined and less experienced he would have had to return to Nongkai to get new photos!
I know visas are a tricky subject but as I understand it the sole reasons for granting a visa should be based on the belief that the person, being granted the visa, will return and not work in the UK . To many Brits, whose homeland appears to have been overrun by dubious asylum seekers and economic refugees, being told they can not take a wife and child back home for a holiday is very much a red rag to a bull. It is no wonder the Embassy gets such stick, but inefficiency and petty beaurocracy do not help any PR exercise the Embassy might mount. Does it really matter what a girl with no education and a below the breadline income does to better herself! It is easy to moralise when you have received a nice state education and higher education all paid for by somebody else. But why deprive the grand parents of a child the right to see that child?
Mind you, anybody who does not get a visa does have much more rights of appeal than the Embassy would have you believe! Just get the Grand Parents MP on the job!
(Quite clearly I have no intention of applying for a visa for anybody! Although the only time I did, in another part of the World, the Embassy could not have been more helpful.)

I received the following tirade,
Just thought I would drop you a line/critique of this bar (see end) in Soi Cowboy. Saturday night (9 September) a friend was in town from Sri Ratcha and we decided to head to Soi Cowboy.  I had been in there recently and had a very enjoyable time.  However, this night we decided to go in because of the neon sign that said “pool tables.”
There are two pool tables located upstairs along with 3 damsels dancing on the glass floor.  The first thing I noticed was how disgustingly dirty the place was (once my eves adjusted to the darkness; the management should provide night vision goggles as attested to by the fact most patrons who need the toilets couldn't find the door.) The next thing I noticed was that there was no service provided upstairs other than an elderly lady who did not speak either English or Thai (or maybe she was deaf but I don't believe that as we had one of the dancing damsels try to order a Heineken for us to no avail.)  Eventually a service lady came up and we ordered 2 Heineken and one tiger (we got two tigers and one Heineken.) Then we needed change for the pool table, which the service lady had to go and get from downstairs (another 10-15 minutes down the tube which I used to clean off one table and deposit the garbage on the floor.) Finally had the balls racked and I got to break, scratched on the break, as there was no tip on the cue, which I failed to notice in the dim/absent light.  Examined a number of cues and finally found one with a tip (5 with no tips.) Finished the game and since there was no service lady around I tried to rack the balls but couldn't find the slots to put the money in cause I couldn't see finally used my lighter to try and find the slots but the lady had come back.
Had a sip of beer and noticed it was kind of warm and it was then that I realized it was quite hot upstairs and then it hit me-there was no air-con for the upstairs other than what wafts up the spiral staircase.  Perhaps this explains why the three damsels were only moving their feet and not their body; too damn hot to move.  Finally finished our 5 games and by now tepid beer.  Asked for the check bin, which came with surprising speed.  Got my change and the service lady seemed somewhat shocked that I didn't leave a tip.  Actually ran down the road to another pool table bar equipped with aircon, pool cues with tips, friendly service ladies.
My advice to punters is to avoid the upstairs at all costs and bring a flashlight to find the loo.  The upstairs is a dump (look in the dictionary for the word dump and you will see a picture of the top floor of this bar).  The downstairs is excellent though with many fine and friendly lasses that aren't too mercenary.
My advice to the owners is:
Get some lights upstairs.
Stick an aircon unit upstairs.
Hire a service person to actually work upstairs.
Hire a few more dancers for the glass floor work-look at Baccara and how popular (i.e. profitable) the upstairs is for them.  Open your eyes and maybe you will learn something
Fix the goddamn cues!

Now the bar name removed is Shebas , but there is only one problem there are no pool tables at Shebas . Then there is the spiral staircase: which Shebas does not have!! The sender of this email was clearly an unhappy bunny, he has written an almighty spiel. So I can safely assume he has not only told me but several others of his problems at a bar in Soi Cowboy. But he has got the wrong name. This is Deja Vu . So now you know as well as me how totally obtuse stories get out: it is simple, people cannot read! Mind you I am concerned about the writers eyesight. Downstairs is excellent he says; I thought it reminded me of a place in the shadow of an old London power station.
PS. I just received another email and the writer has realised his mistake and told me where it was (before I accused another)!

Plagiarism is the greatest compliment, so I am very unhappy nobody has done this to me but my fellow commentator; he on all things social and immoral, me on just the immoral bits, has. Stickman has attracted so many readers to become almost a cult in his own bathtime and now to prove that he is truly that cult figure along comes Notstickman ( notstickmanbangkok.com ). Little gentle piss taking it may be but in the end it is the greatest compliment!

This just appealed to my sense of humour
A Swiss man caught speeding on a Canadian highway has blamed his actions on the absence of goats on the roads. A traffic officer's notes said the Swiss driver had said he was taking advantage "of the ability to go faster without risking hitting a goat." Canadian police spokesman Joel Doiron said he had never found a goat on the highways of eastern Ontario in his 20 years of service. "Nobody's ever used the lack of goats here as an excuse for speeding," Mr Doiron told the AFP news agency.

We are about to produce the book "Good pubs of Thailand 2007." We have sent out questionnaires to the pubs we know, but we know we have missed some. If you run a pub, or know somebody who does run a pub, please make certain we know about you. This applies to the whole of Thailand . In the final book we will only be including the top 100, or so pubs.
Included will be those places in Thailand that we judge to be a pub in the true sense. To a certain extent that requires an English speaking management, however a good bar, a proper name and an allegiance to the pub concept are essential.
If you have not received a questionnaire please email us on pubs@thailandpubs.com. We reserve the right to decide who will be included in the final publication.

The next meeting of The Bangkok Wine Society , will be held at Le Pre Grill Soi 4, Soi Langsuan on Tuesday October 3rd. There will be a change in format with the wine tasting, of French wines , followed by an optional dinner. For Details see website.

Sam Worthington went Harvey, the latest Thonglor restaurant, and Herve Frerard latest restaurant Le Beaulieu

We have been having problems with our server in Orlando but the problems should now be fixed. However access to some of our sites was briefly restricted and there may have been problems with webmail.

The answer to last weeks cryptic clue was "Wilkinson Sword."

Bully's pub turns 2 on
Tuesday. September 19th 2006


Celebrating it in Cowboy Fashion

Bully's Wild West Pint Party

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Looking forward to seeing you here........Bully

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What price for morality?

With travel down all over the world, the Tourism Authority of Thailand periodically embarks on major campaigns to attract visitors to the country. The TAT usually chose to portray the Land of Smiles as a safe haven amidst the violence that has engulfed other destinations, such as Indonesia , where the popular resort island of Bali has seen several bombings aimed specifically at killing foreign tourists. Tourist arrivals in Thailand did indeed go steadily up for a time several years ago. But then that was halted by the negative publicity over the brutal rape and murder of a young British tourist on Samui, not to mention the double murder of a Brit couple in Kanchanaburi by an off duty policeman. There is also the unsolved rape and murder of a Welsh backpacker girl in Chiang Mai three years, which is periodically brought back into the news by the victim's family. (Rumour again points a finger at a local policeman.) Right now the scandal rags are having a field day over the macabre murder of a Wiltshire country gent by his bar girl ex-wife, after which she barbecued his body, chopped it up and scattered it across a national park for the tigers to eat! Ah, yes … Welcome to the Land of Smiles ! Furthermore, the simmering violence continues in the far south in the provinces of Yala and Pattani, with threats by Islamic extremists to extend their attacks to both Phuket and Bangkok.
Not to worry, the much maligned ‘sex tourists' will keep coming here no matter what. Or rather they will, if the government ever come to their senses and ease the crackdown on Bangkok 's nightlife. Khun Purachai (aka Mr Clean) seems to be out of the picture, with his illegal raids and forced urine testing of everyone arrested on the spot, tourists and Thais. But the hypocritical mentality still persists, in which it is permissible for rich men to have all of the mistresses they want, but ordinary proles cannot stare at a topless dancer in a go-go bar without the running the risk of being caught up in a police raid.
Most definitely, this tamed down nightlife is not what most tourists come here to see. After all, Bangkok has long had a reputation as a wide open city. Unfortunately, there has almost always been a complete lack of understanding of this by the majority of Thai politicians. Mr Clean, the former Minister of the Interior, once stated that he'd like to see all bars close by 11 PM, saying Thailand needed respectable visitors, not drunks. So tell that to the family of Prince Christoff von Hohenlohe of Liechtenstein , who died recently in the immigration jail because of a visa infringement. The wealthy and socially prominent prince had been arrested at the airport, had his head shaved and been thrown into a cell with 40 other ‘offenders' – where he died of still undetermined causes.
One would expect the Thai government to welcome any kind of tourists they can get, barring paedophiles such as the loony who recently confessed to the murder of JonBenet Ramsey. It makes good economic sense to encourage all law abiding visitors, regardless of whether they come to admire the temples or ogle the go-go dancers. And since the gender breakdown of tourist arrivals turns out to be 60% men to 40% women, one suspects that the temples are getting considerably less attention.
If you need proof, consider this. A study published in Bangkok 's English language newspapers several years ago estimated that approximately US$300 million -- and that is 12,000 million baht! -- is sent to rural Thailand each year by employees of the kingdom's nightlife establishments. This is not limited to the money sent home by bar girls and massage girls. It includes men and women working at such jobs as musicians, singers, bartenders, DJs, waiters and waitresses, dishwashers, cooks, the cleaning staff and other unskilled or semi-skilled positions. The Thai nightlife more or less is supporting the entire countryside! Add to this the fact that a visit any village in the Northeast these days will show new houses going up. Who do you think is paying for them? Invariably, it is one of the much maligned sex-pats.
Now three hundred million dollars would seem like a sizeable hunk of money for anyone to ignore, even if you are as rich as Wacky Tacky. Yet that seems to be just what most Thai politicians are doing. Presumably, the only explanation is that the money goes to poor rural people and not into the politicians' own pockets. But at least some politicians have enough sense to try to get in on the game. How else do you explain the establishment of official ‘entertainment zones', which just happen to fall in areas owned by TRT members? And ignore an area like Sukhumvit which is the de facto nightlife area of most tourists. One of the problems obviously is that politicians, like those in most countries, are invariably well off financially. Poor folks can't afford to run for office, and indeed are disqualified from parliament unless they have a university degree. Thus it is easy for politicians to set arbitrary moral standards for their less affluent countrymen, since they themselves have no worries about where their next meal is coming from.
However, an unexpected benefit from the current political mess -- the country still has a ‘caretaker' prime minister -- has been that for the time being the nightlife has gained a breathing spell. Closing hours seem to be flexible, to put it mildly. Also, a bit more skin is being seen again in certain bar areas. Still, the situation is nowhere near as free as it was before Wacky Tacky took power -- and he is currently doing his best to get back into control once again.
So where will it lead? Your guess is as good as mine. But at the moment the nightlife situation is a bit better and the dollars presumably are flowing back into the countryside again. How long will it last? I have no idea, since I don't have a crystal ball. In the meantime, go out enjoy yourselves while you can, as the return to power of WT could mean a resumption of the crackdown. And that one apprehension is probably why he is so disliked by most expatriates and tourists. What is good for TRT is not necessarily good for most others!

Night March from Pattaya
 

Get Down, Get Up Again: And the winner of the most awful music in Pattaya award is: the Shark gogo (upstairs, Soi Diamond). I spent a lazy hour or so consuming a couple of liver wasters and during that time was subjected to some truly dreadful aural torture. For most of the time the garbage emanating from the speakers was rap, pure and simple. Great hits (in the Bronx and parts of Harlem I would think) like, My Body Odour Smells Like a Rancid Skunk by LJ Lolly Wrapper; or My Home is a Cardboard Box by Black Belly Snake, were only broken up by Deep Purple's Smoke on the Water. I kid you not. OK, the names of the rap noise I may have wrong, but I assure you Deep Purple definitely had a run on the turntable. It has to be pretty bad when my girlfriend asked the question, “Why don't they change the music?”
The place has been completely remodelled, quite nicely and comfortably, and is now solely a table dancing operation like its other brethren, Tiger Club and Shark Club. As far as the quality of the dancing damsels is concerned the place could probably be re-named the Laurel & Hardy Den. There were a collection of well-fed cavorters alongside a number who looked quite svelte. Sadly, there just weren't enough of them: I counted a total of not more than 12 ladies of the boots-on-the-table shuffle. Hardly enough to keep a dedicated pervert interested for more than a few minutes, although they are a reasonably friendly bunch.
The den, as well as Tiger Club, operates a two-for-one libation offer. The spruikers situated at the bottom of the stairs hand out little tickets which customers are required to hand to a serving wench. House liver wasters are 110 baht each, but hand over the chit and two drinks will appear before you.
If the management could double the number of table shufflers on their books and install a brain in the DJ (or attach his testicles to an electrical device and apply a few volts every time he plays a rap ‘tune', ala Pavlov's Dog style) then it could eventually be worth visiting more often.

Nothing Too Flash: One of the longest-running gogos around town is Hot & Cold in Soi Post Office. It opens in the early afternoon, like the other pair in the same soi, Far East Rock and Club Nevada. The music is OK, and the drinks prices are very reasonable: lolly water at 60 baht and lady drinks just 80 baht, with draught amber all day and night.
The damsels are not the best lookers in town, but I doubt there's anyone who expects much in the way of ‘talent' away from the dens of Walking Street. That said, there are plenty to look at and they come in all shapes, sizes, and age ranges. They're certainly a touchy-feely lot and for customers who may feel the need for a short lie down with an accommodating companion, the total cost will run to 1,300 baht. Considering their lack of dancing apparel when on stage, this doesn't seem too much to pay if the recipient is then able to purchase a nice cardigan or twin-set to provide them with some much-needed modesty.
Worth wandering into if you are at a loose end one late afternoon or happen to be out and about in the Soi Post Office/Yamato area.

Fay Wray Wants Outta Here: Possibly the longest-running Sierra Tango boozer in Fun Town, the King Kong gobble and go joint in Soi 6 is up for sale. I'm led to believe it's been under the same ownership for 20 years and the woman who holds the keys wants five million baht. Sounds like an ambit amount to me, but I guess it depends on whether the place comes freehold or not.

Still Smiling After All These Years: Consistency. If there's one word that can sum up a few palaces of the chrome pole in Fun Town, it's consistency. Only a few have it, but one of those is the Happy gogo (Walking Street). You could stay away from this place for a few months, and I have in recent times, and yet, when you wander back in for a look you can almost guarantee you won't be disappointed.
It opens at 8:00PM with a similar happy hour setup to Peppermint (to 9:30PM) and come 9:00PM the place is usually very busy. The main attraction, of course, is the well-stacked main stage, but the dog-leg addition to the left of the entrance is also very popular, offering a small group of dancers who help keep the shareholders of Gillette in dividends as well as others in short black skirts and very tight white shirts whose buttons tend to be very loose.
One aspect that seems to have changed in recent times is the inter-action of the dancing damsels with the imbibing public. For more years than I care to remember I used to call the place ‘Unhappy' as so many of the chrome pole molesters seemed to have the attitude their bowel movements possessed a Christian Dior scent. This was a comment I heard from many people and yet I still enjoyed wandering in and inspecting the displaying damsels. Now, I notice (and it may only be because it's currently a very low season) more of the sweet young things are prepared to approach imbibers, even if it is with the stock standard ‘what-you-name-where-you-come-flom-buy-me-dlink' opening lines.

A Desire for Clams: A similar situation to Happy exists in its sister den, Peppermint. The place opens at 8:00PM and closes, well, let's just say they have very slow clocks. The bar fine in both Happy and Peppermint is 550 baht for the dancers while the damsels who cavort about in not much more than a lick of lipstick and a pair of shoes require a 600 baht bar fine. The extra probably goes into the clothing fund.
Peppermint has a lot going on at the one time, which is part of the reason for its continuing success. Apart from the usual chorus line of stage dancers, there are the busty damsels serving behind the front bar, a small clutch who dances in the flimsiest of clothing opposite the main stage, a number of table dancers and three or four who operate behind a cage. These latter all seem to have taken up shaving.
In both Happy and Peppermint the waiting staff is very efficient and friendly, and I've no doubt they do quite well, deservedly, in the tips department. Both places have been at or near the top of the gogo tree for a long time, and I don't see either of them slipping too far down what can be a very quick and slippery pole for a long, long time.

Watching the Defectives: Next door to the Coyotee's gogo in Soi Marina Plaza is a little place called the Bondi Burgers Inn. As the name might suggest to some, the place is run by an expat Aussie and offers decent-sized hamburgers (with French fries) at just 100 baht. The place also operates as a boozer with most libations containing alcoholic substances at about 80 baht. Quite a nice place to sit and watch as your favourite damsel of the chrome pole comes sauntering by on her way to her place of employment, or as she clings tighter than a rainforest leech to the latest walking wallet prepared to pay for a night of exchanging bodily fluids.

Casting the Net: The second edition of the 52-page glossy magazine Pattaya by Night is now well and truly available on the Internet at either DCO Thailand . Webmaster Danny is steadily recovering from his attempt to imitate a bird by launching himself from a ladder and is back at work.

Piece of Pith: ‘Home has nothing to do with hearth, and everything to do with a state of mind;' (Pico Iyer, Video Night in Kathmandu; 1988)

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