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Gender recognition bill considered for identity self-determination
You are clearly misinformed with a poor understanding of people and their communities, leading to harmful generalizations. Bigoted comes to mind with the use of derogatory language and negative stereotypes suggests you harbor hateful beliefs about LGBTQ+ individuals. Why not keep your misinformed ideas back at home in Trumpland where they belong, there's a whole other world out there besides yours. -
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Man High on Cannabis Goes on Rampage, Claims He Wasn’t Hallucinating
Methamphetamine. Amazingly it seems like more than year since we've seen a "man goes crazy on cannabis" story. "Italian man in Pattaya throws refrigerator off balcony". May 2023. -
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Foreign motorcyclist leaves 4,000 baht for injured Phuket man, then flees
Total rollocks and yeah even when it is obvious to the police that a young Thai motor cyclist who passes on the inside and a car driver indicated turning left collides with it and a little scratch on the leg but have to pay 3K Baht!!!! -
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Harvard Astronomers Mistake Tesla Roadster for a Near-Earth Asteroid
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Worst or lowest part of your life ?
Very long post! But my text will explain why I'm usually found in Myanmar nowadays. The lowest point in my life was about 20 years OK, when I married wife #2 (I didn't learn my lesson from English wife #1). My Thai wife was 50% bad and 50% mad (certified by doctors). I'm not quite sure how I missed those points when I married her. We opened a small hotel business in Phuket. She destroyed a very successful business (the first airport hotel on the island, now making millions with its new Belgian owner). She took drugs and was mad as a mad coot. I spent a fortune on mental health treatment at hospitals and clinics. I had a great working relationship with the local pharmacist in Nai Yang and together we would 'Google' suitable drugs to calm her down. On a daily basis, she break out from the hotel where I and her family members kept an eye on her. She would run down the street and boy could she run fast! On 2 occasions, she stole our hotel car (she can't drive), and somehow drove to Patong where she crashed into multiple parked motorbikes, then fleeing on foot. More money to pay out in compensation. One one occasion, a good American friend joked with her that I had another girl-friend. When she spotted me at the beach (with no girl-friend of course), she drove the car off the road and tried to run me down. She had control of the business bank account and would regularly write blank checks for her friends. I pleaded with the bank manager not to allow her access to the money, but he sadly told me that he could not stop her from accessing her own money. She spent all the hotel staff wages on drugs and booze... I joined the Tourist Police Volunteers, in an effort to have time away from her (wrestling with drunken Russians in Soi Bangla was a holiday compared to her!). But she also then secretly joined the police and 'ambushed' me when on patrol. The police threw her out because her crazy actions scared tourists... Then I started to study 2 days a week on the MA Thai Culture course at Chula in Bangkok. Again, she destroyed that idea by gate-crashing the actual lesson and causing a scene. Her Thai family and I decided to take her faraway from the Phuket hotel, so she couldn't cause more damage. I took her to stay in Nong Khai. But every day she would literally run away, running down the Rim Kong road. One day, she managed to board a bus going to Bangkok. We had to call the bus company and then the actual bus driver who stopped the bus near Khon Khaen, so that we could 'catch' her again. All my friends knew what a terrible situation I was in. One US friend owned a small and remote holiday bungalow, located on a beach at Ban Nam Kem, (where the tsunami museum/memorial is). When things got too much for me, I would go up to this house to rest. In the morning, I'd walk along the beach and think what a terrible state of affairs this was. Due to the sea currents in that area, the beach was literally covered with millions of tiny, colourful shells. The sight of such beauty will stick in my mind forever. She gave birth to a son, yes, my son 🙂 But it was too dangerous for that boy to stay with us, because she would grab himby the leg and pull him rapidly across the room. He was brought up by a good Thai aunt and her husband in Bangkok who were medically unable to have kids. He never returned to live with us, but grew up happily with his aunt and uncle, and I would visit him regularly in Bangkok. My mad wife took to throwing plates and cutlery at me when my back was turned. She would also physically attack hotel guests when they had a complaint (she is only 145cm, 33Kg, but fights like a devil). Some of my replies on TripAdvisor from guests who had been physically attacked by her make good reading!! So she had destroyed our successful business and our family. So only the marriage was left. She got pregnant by a gay hill-tribe hairdresser (you can't make this up), and I finally divorced her. When she gave birth in Phuket, she told the doctors that I was the father, (which I clearly was not). Therefore my name went on the legal birth certificate. To get that changed required her, me and the gay guy to visit the local police and obtain a report that she was totally nuts. We were thrown out of 2 police stations until she managed to bribe a police officer to write the report and my name was removed 🙂 At this point, due to the business failure, family failure and marriage failure, I was not in a 'good place'. Kind friends let me stay for free at their hotels and gave me food each day, (since she had spent all the money and I didn't yet have another job). One evening when they took me to a local restaurant and gave me some whisky (whisky makes me depressed), I could take it no more and collapsed on the restaurant floor in tears. All my friends and the restaurant owner knew what I had been going through with this 'mad and bad bat', and carried me out of the restaurant. I was at my lowest point, but I'm not one to give up! I'm not religious but I asked 'my god' to help me and that if there was a way out of this situation, then I would do whatever I could to help others. I considered my options as to how I could get away from her. I had an idea! I knew that she would not pursue me if I went to the country of Myanmar (Burma). So I searched for hotel manager jobs in Myanmar. I found none, but I did find a job for an English teacher at a private school in Yangon. The pay was good (because no-one really wanted to endure the 'hardships' of Myanmar at that time). I was no English teacher (I was a qualified and experienced space/satellite engineer). But I applied and got the job. On my arrival at the school, I expected to be teaching a class of teenagers, but found myself (at the age of 53) singing English nursery rhyme songs with a class of 5-year olds 🙂 The new job was a shock, but it paid good money and was easy and fun. So I stayed.... I self-funded various CPD (Continuing Professional Development) courses to improve my pedagogical knowledge, such as Phonics and Montessori. But I also never forgot the promise that I made to 'my god'. One Saturday (my day off), I took a ferry boat across the river to Dala Township, a slum area that I was warned not to visit. Monsoon rain had left many of the bamboo houses flooded, and it was a sad sight to see families standing up to their knees in dirty flood water. My pedalo driver took me to visit the local monastery school, where 2 Burmese volunteer teachers were teaching Burmese language. No-one spoke a word of English, and I remembered my promise. So I started teaching English to these kids (see photo from 2012). I had to rapidly learn some Burmese 'what is this?', 'what colour is this?' and so on. I never gave up on the promise to 'my god'. Now, almost 13 years later, you will usually find me in Myanmar, (I'm in Thailand right now for a few weeks). I teach at the international schools to earn a living salary, and then I use some of that money to donate school books and teaching/learning resources to orphanages and 'poor' schools throughout the country. I have funded the development of a free Android English learning app that is used by thousands of students and local teachers. I still keep in touch with my mad ex. Prior to her giving birth to the gay guy's baby, the doctors at the hospital told me that if she had a hysterectomy, then that would 'calm her down'. So on my authority (I was already divorced from her, so actually had no legal authority), the doctors removed her womb after the birth. Indeed, this did calm her down, and aging also had a calming effect. She still offers to look after me in my old age, but I think a jump off the highest building is preferable!! As for myself, I don't really have plans to stop working, so long as my health holds up. I've seen the benefits of my educational charity efforts in Myanmar, helping those who through no fault of their own were born into an unlucky environment and situation. I had the good luck to be born British and in a decent middle-class family. I went all the way to the bottom and came up again - so it's time to pay back 🙂 -
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