GammaGlobulin

Define a Virgin Bar Girl

Tourist Ghettos? Nice one!

You wrote: "Grab a Beer" a. Grab girls are NOT B-girls b. Girls who drink Beer and Girls who are B-girls are subsets c. Thai bar girls who drink with farang are a small subset Psychologically speaking, the term GENERALIZATION is applicable here. There is a small, though quite objectionable, subset of newly-arrived tourists who suffer from generalization. They step off the plane and immediately begin to salivate upon seeing a person they deem to be female. Yet, they are completely ill-equipped to distinguish B-girls from Ladyboys, or, most likely, prefer not to. This is the principal reason I choose to not live in an area frequented by other farang, as well as tourists of any ilk. This psychological construct of GENERALIZATION, which seems to overly infest most male tourists, makes life too difficult for us normal locals. My advice is to get educated. Otherwise, you will soon embarrass not only yourself, but also most of the good people around you.

If I were to be honest, I would state the following: After having been cheated and lied to by women most of my life, but not by bar girls who I consider to be more honest than most girls, my advice is to stop trying to find a girlfriend. Girls are more Venus-like. Boys are more Mars-like. The main reason I would never, again, entertain the thought of having another wife or girlfriend is just because….I know that women love to cheat on their men. And, this cheating is just too painful for me. I like to look at candy. Just as I like to look at girls. However, candy rots your teeth, and girls rot your heart. When I was younger, I often kept candy in my pockets. And, the girls with a sweet tooth would feel around down there, and then eat what they found. Yet, each and every time, after feeling around down there, and after expressing undying love for me, they would inevitably break my heart by eating candy, elsewhere, even eating candy from other men’s pockets, not to mention… bananas, too. This is why I suggest that you be careful when searching for a girlfriend. Where to find a girlfriend? Probably the best place to look is out in the woods/jungle. Most girls out in the jungle, Jungle Girls, are not too particular. Most newly-arrived farang can very easily find a new girlfriend in the jungle. This happens all the time. So, if you really want a girlfriend, quick, then head out into the woods. Everybody knows this.

Such a good sound. Love the ties and jackets, too.

Did you ever get the feeling that children, today, are living in a complete fantasy world? Or, do you believe that children, today, are realists? Alternatively, might it be more accurate to say that children, today, see our world more realistically, and therefore choose to retreat into fantasy?

IS THIS REALLY Real? I cannot believe that I have lived long enough to see this happen. Now, I can happily die and go to.....wherever.

Why mention Chomsky's infamous book? Just because, it is important to separate oneself from mass media, just to think. Otherwise, one winds up buying more than one needs, and more than that which can make one satisfied. One ends up acting in ways which are not aligned with one's best interests. I have a suggestion for everyone who reads my words: Shun pointless conspicuous consumerism. Read more Chomsky. If you do not mark my words, then what do you think might happen? Are you smart enough to know? Stop acting like automatons, which you are not.

I did not mean to intimate that I am Taiwanese. I only meant to suggest that I read Chinese, both simplified and FanTiZi.

I never realized that Ang Lee of Taiwan directed Broke My Back Mountain. My favorite film of Ang Lee are, actually, two: THE ICE STORM... ANG LEE...? No. His name is Li An, from PingDong, Taiwan. At the very least, besides wafers, we countrymen also have one great director out of Taiwan. (By wafers, I just meant a sillycone wafer, and not a Polish Christmas wafer.) Better yet, might be a Texas wafer...

Although I am not Canadian: Sometimes I do wonder if most people alive today can truly appreciate the majesty of Canada in the 1960s. Ontario, for example. 60 years ago, we could canoe for hundreds of miles and not see a soul. We would strip naked and bathe in clear waters. Never a bear did bother us. We would portage our canoes and supplies, from lake to lake, using head straps. We were young, in those days, and just at the edge of puberty. And so, it was never like Brokeback Mountain.... Brokeback Mountain? Ang Lee of Taiwan??? What?

Just an observation: Have you ever asked yourself why so few people, around the world, detest Canadians, especially Canadians of the 1970s, and particularly Canadians before the 1970s? Think about it. Nobody dislikes Canadians. Why?

Have you recently noticed that we are in a downward spiral? Any pilot knows that, when spinning a small plane, beyond a certain point, the spin becomes irrecoverable. Check out YT, these days. The Google YT algorithm feeds on views. Views feed on the Google YT algorithm. Neither the viewers nor the algorithm are educated, and only the algorithm has read books. But, the algorithm is a machine. The algorithm does not ENJOY books. And, the viewership of YouTube do not read books. This is what is called a DOWNWARD irrecoverable spin, if one were a pilot. And, it really seems that there is no pilot with sense in the cockpit of the Google Machine...

I wish I could sing it to you.

In fact, after so many decades on TERRA FIRMA, this is just the beginning of what I hope I will not need to feel forever. But.... Only the beginning. Only the just the start, Of Eternal torture in Heaven. I wish the gods would just leave me alone...

I hope it was as good for you as it was for me. Stream of consciousness is not, particularly, my forte, not having much experience documenting it. Most guys would need a cigarette after finishing this thread. Take care, Man. Wishing you, and yours, a most blessed 2023, full of good health, happiness, and contentment. Read more Ulysses, in 2023, is my advice. Irish authors and Celtic music can't be beat, for sure. I have a soft spot in my heart for Irish authors. And, Celtic music is the only variety which makes me weep for the utter magnificence of such beautiful sorrow. Regards, Gamma Globulin

Sort of like The Three Faces of Eve, but more so.

In addition, and lastly, for anyone whose heart has ever been broken by a bar girl, just as mine has been broken so many times in this way: https://youtu.be/jJWyHTrf8cs https://youtu.be/3xAnhODlLAU

Really so sad. Because, even sexual healing was not enough to stop a bullet. I love Marvin. Or, I loved him, I meant. Great singer. So sad.

Hello! I got to go, Man....

Withers died in 2020. I just hope that he found a place to rest under some Big W. Amazing music. Nice guy. Also, unlike Marvin Gaye, he was not shot by his father, which is a plus.

Anytime you might feel that the Thai ladies might be using you up...