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This Is Thailand #1

31 Monday Dec 2012

Posted by Bangkokbois in Thailand Travel Tips and Tales, This Is Thailand . . .

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The strange, the exotic, the bizarre. Yup, this is Thailand. TIT is a well-known acronym used by farang to sum up the ‘only in Thailand’ experiences of touri and expat alike. For some, it’s about aggravation; the daily occurrence of dealing with a unique and foreign way of life and their inability to chill and appreciate that western culture still hasn’t turned every country into a mini-version of theirs. To those with a sense of humor, it’s about Thais being Thais. And ya gotta just love them.

I’d intended on using TIT as a recurring post category for 2013, but decided to jump the gun by a day thanks to Beachball crawling out from under his rock for a brief appearance on the gay Thailand forums again. You can tell Beach has a deep and abiding love for the Thai people. On SGT he referred to his imaginary Thai boyfriend as ‘jungle boy’ and on Gay Thailand, using his Snapshot identity, referred to the Thai workforce as a bunch of monkeys. It’s probably a good thing for him that he never actually visits Thailand.

But that did remind me of a story I’d read quite a while ago. I chased it down; discovered it had a sad ending, but then a new beginning too. And what can I say but This is Thailand . . .

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Cops in Thailand are a joke. And not a funny one if you find yourself having to deal with them. The Thai legal sense of justice differs from that in the west, and almost always involves the exchange of money. Then again, come to think about it, maybe it isn’t all that different after all. Just a bit more immediate. And often times cheaper. Nonetheless, savvy touri and expats avoid encounters with the BIB whenever possible. Locals seems to view them as just another part of daily life, neither good nor bad. In Thailand’s southernmost provinces it’s a different story. There the police – and military – presence is heightened. The region experiences frequent clashes between insurgents (aka the Muslim population) and security forces (aka the police and the army). It’s the last place you’d expect to find both the cops and the locals sharing a joke.

Medical practitioner will tell you that humor is an effective form of medicine. It helps quell animosity too. In Sai Buri, a district of Pattini, one member of the local police force gets lots of laughs. His name is Santisuk, which means peace. His beat is the frequent checkpoints set up by the police department to catch problematic members of the community (aka the Muslims, again). Just don’t call him a pig. He’s not. He’s a five-year-old pigtailed macaque monkey.

Dressed in a police uniform blazer with the words ‘Monkey Police’ across its back, when Santisuk stands duty at the checkpoints motorists happily stop their vehicles and many even pull over to have a different type of mugshot taken with him. He has changed the public image of the local police force and helps alleviate tensions during what would otherwise be invasive security measures.

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Police Lance Corporal Yutthapol Promdao, head of the 212 Santisuk police operation unit in the Taharn subdistrict, found the monkey suffering from a broken arm several years ago, nursed him back to health, and then teamed up with the macaque as his partner. The pair quickly became the most popular cops in Southern Thailand, and word about the monkey cop soon spread around the world.

But fame can be a deadly game. As Santisuk’s popularity soared it wasn’t long before he landed his first starring role in the movies. Santisuk was to play the role of a military doctor in a film about projects initiated by His Majesty the King and produced by the Pattaya Film Company. Unfortunately instead of a green room to wait in for his big moment on stage, Officer Promdao chained Santisuk to a car in the parking lot of the tutorial school in Songkhla where the movie was being filmed.

“Normally, Santisuk prefers to stay in the trees. But on that day it rained a lot and I decided to tie him up at the car park,” said Promdao. “There were no dogs around at the time but at about midnight I heard the barking of dogs; but I didn’t pay attention at first,’’ he said. ‘‘They kept barking and that’s when I felt something was wrong. I rushed down and saw Santisuk had collapsed from being attacked by three dogs.”

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Seriously injured, Promdao rushed his fallen comrade to a clinic and then to the Songkhla zoo, but it was too late. Santisuk died from his injuries. “He was like my younger brother or my boy although it was just a monkey,” the grieving Promdao reported.

When the news of Santisuk’s sudden death spread, the police department received many phone calls from villagers offering their condolences and praise for the monkey. Two days after his death, Officer Promdao and eight other members of the force said a final farewell to the popular macaque. Santisuk was dressed in a police uniform and wrapped in a white cloth before being laid to rest at the police operation base in Sai Buri where he had begun his career in law enforcement.

But thanks to Lamoon Seedaeng, a 48-year-old villager of Tambon Paen in Sai Buri, this tale has a happy ending. Blessed with owning not one but three of the primates, he generously donated one of the monkeys he used to harvest coconuts on his farm to the police department. “This monkey was named Long that I love very much,“ said Lamoon. “It is about five years old, older than the other two and has been with me for many years. But I decided to give it to the police officer because I believe he will love it and treat it as good as I do. And I think it is about time for Long to stop picking coconuts which is a hard work and to serve as an assistant to the police which should be a lighter job.”

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Touched by the offer, Promdao said he had in mind a new name for Long – Santiparb, which means freedom. He said he would bring along Santiparb with him whenever he is on duty in the field. Lamoon said he hopes his monkey will help enliven the security operations and make passersby more relaxed as Santisuk once did.

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Monday Muscle #53

31 Monday Dec 2012

Posted by Bangkokbois in It's A Gay World, Monday Muscle

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All that muscle, and a bottom to boot. Sigh.

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Sunday Funnies #33

30 Sunday Dec 2012

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Beachball has made more farewell appearances than Cher.

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Stay In Bed Sunday #53

30 Sunday Dec 2012

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. . . and that is why 2013 will be the year of the snake.

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End Of The Year: 2012

29 Saturday Dec 2012

Posted by Bangkokbois in End of the Week, It's A Gay World

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While availability may be what matters to some, selecting the end of all ends of this year for me was a bit more difficult. Do you go with size, color, degree of firmness, degree of ripeness, or what it is attached to? I think I did good. This is a rock-solid choice if there ever was one.

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new years To help you get through this coming Tuesday morning: Hangover Myths Revealed. But they neither debunk or endorse the one that works like magic for me: a Big Mac.

benjamin godfre Some of the hottest guys in the world turn to the world of modeling for their career. And I thank the gods daily for hot, hunky male models to drool over. The anorexic ones have a short shelf life career-wise, the adonis-like models cruise for a while and then start showing off what we all really want to see: skin. If they continue to try to milk the scene, sooner or later we get to see dick. The tasty dollop of testostorne Benjamin Godfre is a good example. And then when we are really lucky, and the guy is desperate enough for bucks, their career takes a swing into gay porn. Oh yeah. Benjamin’s just has. He has a new video out from Raging Stallions Studio. It’s just a solo jack-off dvd, but step #2 can’t be too far behind . . .

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boxer MMA and the other ‘professional’ cage fighters think they are tough and such bad asses. Maybe they have learned to take a punch, but winning is what counts. And if you can’t manage to have sex without fracturing your penis, your chances of surviving in the ring just ain’t that good.

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angkor boy I’m planning another visit to Cambodia on my next trip. I’d like to see more of the country, though I know I’ll be stopping in Siem Reap again for a few days. I love that town. It’s so kick back. Last time I stayed at 8 Rooms – the hotel has opened a gay bar across the street since then but I really can’t convince myself to stay there again. I mean the bedspread in the room was imitation crushed red velvet. So I’m looking . . . and found a 27-year-old local part-time tour guide’s site, who just happens to be gay. You don’t need a guide for the ancient temples like Angkor Wat, but do need transpo. But I think spending the day with a homegrown homo could add a new element to the visit.

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I Fell In Love With A Bar Boy: Happy New Year!

28 Friday Dec 2012

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I’ve spent quit a few New Year’s Eves in Bangkok. And a number of them at the big count down party in front of Central World. It’s the town’s biggest bash, with the possible exception of a Red Shirt rally. But coups are more popular around the time of the Thai New Year in April, so Central World’s party has no real competition on December 31st. Half the town shows up. Or at least half of those under thirty do.

It’s a grand celebration with lots of music, local celebrities, and some pretty amazing fireworks. And it is a local crowd too, even if it does take place in the middle of the city’s major shopping district which is heavily geared toward visitors. Quiet it is not. If you are a fan of personal space this is not the venue for you either. It is, however, where most years you’ll find Noom, my bar boy friend and current love of my life, and me. But, ya know, good luck with that. Finding the proverbial needle in a haystack would be a less tasking endeavor.

I don’t know if it is more about teaching an old dog new tricks or learning from your mistakes, but the first year we attended Central World’s festivities was the last year we did it like the majority of locals do. The crowd packs into the street in front of the mall. Sardines in a can have more swimming room. They block off the far end of the street and install a ginormous stage, which crowd doing what crowds do – especially Thai crowds – everyone faces in that direction and then tries to get a front row spot. Even when there are 150,000 people already packed in in front of you.

HNY 2

Thais love barricades almost as much as they do being part of a crowd, so there’s plenty of those too. They line the street to keep the mob off of the sidewalks, out of the stores, hotels, and malls, and crammed into the area reserved for them: a normally wide boulevard that on New Year’s Eve shrinks to the size of a tiny rural soi. They also use barricades to form a lane for those who decide they need to get the hell out of Dodge. A nice idea, but in order to get into that lane you have to make your way to the front of the crowd where the entry area is. So maybe all those people pushing to get up front aren’t trying to get the best spot. Maybe they are just trying to get out. It doesn’t matter, regardless of the purpose, few are successful.

Not that we avoid the mob completely. Noom is big on tradition and New Year Eve tradition says we have to pass through the security check and head into the crowd so that we can then fight our way back out and – because it is a two part tradition – make our way over to the elevated walkway in front of Gaysorn Plaza to cross over Ratchadamri Road to – finally – get to where we were originally headed: the beer gardens in front of Central World. That’d only be an hour long diversion except that they block off that elevated walkway every year.

Then we have to re-enter the fray, push our way back past the security check point and out to where freedom awaits. Which is the exact spot we started from. Sometime in the distant past. I had a group of friends with us one year for our crowd participation tour. They were not fans of tradition. But Noom enjoyed leading the lost expedition and that’s all that really matters. As it is when it is just the two of us. I hate to ruin the boy’s fun, even when it quits being fun for either of us half way through the experience.

HNY 3

I suppose some fools drive into the area and spend their evening looking for a place to park. Which they probably manage to do around two in the morning. Everyone else takes taxis, tuk tuks, and the skytrain with the BTS being the favored mode of transportation. Chidlom is the closest station. But if you are on the Silom line instead, Ratchadamri Station is almost as close and quicker since you avoid having to go up to Siam and to switch trains. If you do take the train through to Siam, you get a nice view of the crowd that’s forming and a good indication that perhaps you may want to find some other spot to spend your New Year’s Eve.

The trains are, of course, all packed to help acclimate you to what the rest of your night will be like. Savvy BTS passengers on New Year’s Eve buy their return ticket before exiting the station. Even though that can take a good half hour to accomplish, it’s a quarter of the time you’d otherwise spend buying a ticket at the end of the evening. With friends in tow, we did that the year the gang was in Bangkok. And then took a tuk tuk out of the district at the end of the festivities instead. Whiners the lot of them, they asked what they were supposed to do with their now worthless tickets. My boy is all about the glass being half full so he helpfully replied, “Souvenir!”

From what I’ve heard, the rest of their year didn’t get any better.

If you get off at the Ratchadamri station, lines of temporary street vendor’s stalls lead up to the intersection and give you something to look at while plodding along behind the predominately Thai crowd. Things that light up to carry or wear are the big item, their neon colors attract the locals like John Travolta to a male masseur’s crotch. And the crowd moves slow enough that they can make their selection and purchases without ever losing their place in line. It’s the kind of crap Noom loves. Cheap, and something to decorate his body with. It’s also the kind of crap where he’ll economize on and not ask for no matter how badly his soul yearns to be lit up and the center of attention. But his eyes give it away. His head will jerk from one side to the other, honing in on whatever it is that he’s decided would be perfect for him as we slowly make our way down Ratchadamri Road.

HNY 4

Little glowing red devil horns were the popular item the first year we spent at Central World’s party. They have nothing to do with New Year’s. They have nothing to do with any of the several New Year’s Thais celebrate each year. But Noom has a small devil tattooed on the left cheek of his (gorgeous) ass. It’s a miniature of Hot Stuff, a popular cartoon character from when I was a kid. Not that he knows who Hot Stuff is. But since Noom’s ass is, it is a fitting piece of ink.

I offered to buy him a pair of those horns, but they were not what he really wanted so he debated internally for a few minutes, hating to pass up a purchase but hoping I’d make the right one later. No problemo. I just made an internal vow to spend some additional time enjoying his tat when we got back to our hotel room that night. What he did end up getting that year I couldn’t tell you. My enjoyment of Hot Stuff later that night is the memory that takes precedence.

The New Year’s Eve my friends were in town Noom ended up going shirtless for most of the night – which drew more attention than any day-glow doo-dad he’d worn in the past ever had – and Noom spent most of that night wearing their lips on his nipples. I couldn’t really blame them, I’m fond of him wearing my lips on his nipples too. Still, whether it’s a boyfriend, date, or a bar boy you offed, having your friends take turns sucking on his chest is not an everyday occurrence. Even in Bangkok. But it did help make up for the hour we’d spent pushing through that crowd that we didn’t really have to brave in the first place.

HNY 5

Noom puts his full faith in the belief that Thais do not do wrong to other Thais. Okay, so for Noom it’s not a glass half full but rather one that is overflowing and spilling all over the table. His is an upbeat, positive attitude that I generally adore. Except for when it collides with plain old stupidity. He has what in my estimation is a bad habit of keeping his wallet in his back pocket. That pocket is open and sags to the point that if he walked over a speed bump his wallet would fall out.

Since he ignored my suggestion that he not do that the first few times I mentioned it, I took to pickpocketing his wallet and then allowing him a moment of panic when he reached for it later only to find it gone. I thought that would teach him a lesson. It did. Now he doesn’t even bother to check to see if I’ve swiped his wallet. When he needs it he just holds his hand out and waits for me to return it to him. I probably should just quit trying. But then I’m kinda big on traditions myself.

Touri are known for throwing concern – and common sense – to the wind when on holiday. To Noom, everyday is a holiday. Packed into a crowd with everyone shuffling forward and constantly bumping into each other is a perfect place for a skilled pickpocket to make a year’s haul. Especially off of all the men with their wallets hanging out of their back pockets. That’s why I keep mine up front. A good pickpocket may still make off with it, but at least I’ll get a momentary thrill out of the loss. That’s also the perfect place for a beginner to practice their pickpocketing skills. Though you’d think they would stop and consider if they get caught the sardines-in-a-can crowd makes for a difficult escape. During our first year at Central World’s party when we were being one with the mob, I kept Noom in front of me and kept my eye on his wallet. Which wasn’t a difficult or unusual task ‘cuz when Noom is in front of me I usually keep an eye on his ass anyway.

HNY 6

Shuffling along and glad to know that if I passed out from the heat and humidity the crowd would hold me up, I felt a small pair of hands run up the right cheek of my ass. It took me a few seconds to realize that with Noom in front of me those could not be his hands. I turned to look behind me and caught the eye of a twenty-something Thai girl, the little culprit who’d just tried to lift my wallet. She shrugged. And then smiled. All I could do was laugh. Her smile widened, she let out with a tentative, “Happy New Year?” and then managed to disappear into the crowd.

Later when we managed to get back out to an open area of the street where breathing was once again possible, I told Noom what had happened. He got very serious, hit me in the shoulder, and then scolded me, “You not keep wallet in pocket!”

Right. Thanks for that.

And then I handed him his.

That was the year that we met. I had been visiting his bar and he decided I needed to off him. As usual, he was right. We’d spent several days, and nights, together already, and I was quickly becoming enthralled with not just his gorgeous body but with his Noom-ness. He had never been to the Central World Countdown, and was thrilled at the opportunity of doing so. When midnight struck and the new year began, the sky filled with fireworks. And as each pyrotechnic display colorfully burst in the air, Noom would let out a heavily accented cry of delight, “Bee You Teeeee Full!”

HNY 7

Noom, like most Thais, is not big on public displays of affection. Despite the sex industry workers you frequently see being mauled by a farang on the streets of Bangkok, it really isn’t an accepted practice, straight or gay, to the locals. So even though kissing at the strike of the clock on New Year’s Eve is a tradition, I didn’t expect to be locking lips with Noom. That was cool, I’d get mine later in private. Noom, however didn’t want to disappoint so when the crowd yelled Happy New Year in mass, he grabbed my head with both hands, planted a big wet one of my forehead, and then gave me a warm hug. That became our New Year Eve countdown tradition. As did the extended version back in our hotel room later.

The year the gang was in town we’d reserved a table in the corner of one of the beer gardens. It’s a better way to enjoy the festivities. You get to look down on the mob instead of being swallowed by it. By midnight, Noom was drunk. He rarely drinks alcohol. So the half of a beer he’d downed had really done him in. If it wasn’t for the photographic evidence, he probably wouldn’t even remember how well-used his nipples had been that night. When the clock struck midnight, I moved closer to him for our traditional New Year Eve hug. Instead, he melted into my arms, and gave me a long, warm, wet kiss, one that lasted well into the new year.

It was Bee You Teeeee Full.

And truly a happy new year.

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iPhone Friday #52

28 Friday Dec 2012

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Bonus Shot: Wat Pho Doors

27 Thursday Dec 2012

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If you are in Bangkok and haven’t visited Wat Pho, or haven’t visited in a while, next week is a great time to do so. It’s one of my favorite wats in town, though I only bother stepping inside to see the Reclining Buddha when I have touri in tow. It is popular among locals too. Especially at the beginning of the new year. It’s one of the few times of the year when there are more Thai than Farang at the temple.

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The courtyard up front is packed with the faithful. There’s usually a younger monk doing mass blessings and they set up extra areas for offerings; lots of candles and incense being lit, lots of Buddhist imagery that is somewhat neglected during the rest of the year getting smothered in gold leaf. The locals make use of a ‘Thai Only’ entrance on the side of the wiharn to take a look and say a prayer at the Reclining Buddha, and like the touri, many never make it back into the southern part of the compound. Though the wiharns dotting that area are a bit busier than normal, the long lines of Buddha statues running through the cloisters are still often tranquil spots where you can easily find yourself the sole visitor. But it is all the hubbub up front that makes a New Year’s visit to Wat Pho special. Take along a Thai friend and I’m sure he’ll want you to participate – and with a whole new year spread out before you, it can’t hurt.

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These shots are not from that time of the year, but are a few of my favorites that I’ve taken there. The Reclining Buddha and those all in a row I’ve snapped dozens of times. Ditto for the huge penis statue that many touri fail to notice or it’d be a much more popular photo-op. Even more often I’ve raised my camera to take a shot of that always closed red window – that my mind insists on calling a door – high above the complex. I don’t know specifically what that building is. But that window, that screams door, intrigues me . . .

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Sawatdee and welcome to the new and improved Bangkokbois Gay Thailand Blog! Okay, so it’s not necessarily improved, just hosted on a new site. And it’s not just about Thailand, though that still is the main focus. And it’s not all gay either, unless you’re not and then you’ll think it’s pretty damn gay I’m sure. All of the penis might tip you off. Which means if you are not of the required legal age to be looking at penis other than your own, you should leave. And go tell your parental units they suck at their job.

But it is a blog and one out of three ain’t bad. Besides, Bangkokbois Pretty Gay Mostly About Thailand Blog For People Of Legal Age is just too wordy. But so is Dancing With The Devil In The City Of Angels, which is really the title of this blog.

As cool of a title as that is, Google just ain’t sharp enough to figure out that means this blog is mostly about Thailand. And pretty damn gay to boot. The penis part even Google figured out. Which is a good thing. ‘Cuz Bangkokbois Pretty Gay Mostly About Thailand With Lots Of Penis Blog For People Of Legal Age, I think, was taken by someone else.

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