Stickman's Guide
to Bangkok
Packaging
By Caveman
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Being ever the philosopher, I ask myself such questions. Have you ever really asked yourself that? Why is it that Thailand draws so many tourists who fly all the way around the world, the main reason for which is to engage themselves with the women, and especially in the bars? Is it simply the fact that there are cheap whores available? Heck, there are whores everywhere, so that can’t be it. And the plane tickets are mighty expensive and getting more so all the time. Do you just chalk it up to the captivating, unspoiled beauty of the Thai temptress? Is it really a question of beauty? Is it her undying smile that captivates you and casts a spell on you, making you powerless to resist? Are Thai women, pound for pound, inch for inch, really that beautiful? Well, I’ll be the first to admit the city of Bangkok is second-to-none in my book when it comes to the number of beautiful women it has per square kilometer, and there is no shortage to the amount of traveling I’ve done. BKK is overwhelming in its richness of truly amazing hotties, especially for those of us who live in dreary cities in our corners of Farangland. The contrast is amazing. But to pay so much to go there when there are so many other alternatives….there must be something more afoot here. Can’t the same be said for other Asian women? Aren’t Japanese women, in all their demure allure, just as scintillating to behold and be with? Aren’t Filipinas just as beautiful? How about Korean women, or Cambodians, or Vietnamese women, or Laotians? Personally, I believe they all equal the beauty of Thai women, especially the Filipinas with their dark, luscious skin and beautiful eyes. OK, maybe not farang women, at least for my taste. As always with me, I have an obsessive preoccupation with how disgustingly fat so many of them have become and how generally accepted it is for farang women (and men for that matter) to just be FAT. I was attending a private party at the Excalibur Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas this past February. Now, Vegas is renowned for its beautiful women. There is no shortage, for sure. However, at this party, seated in front of me, were eleven women in a particular area. I know because I counted them, not believing my eyes. All but one was overweight. A few were downright fat. It was disgusting. Maybe some guys are not so obsessed as I am about the nature of obesity and how generally accepted it has become in today’s American society, but I know a fat pig when I see one. Fatness equals immediate disqualification. Yes, there are some amazingly gorgeous farang women of course, but per capita, they don’t hold a candle to their Asian counterparts. Damn zeppelins.
I digress. At this time, I happen to be in Korea. Last Friday night I went out with some local Koreans to a seafood restaurant. Food was excellent and plentiful, even better than Thailand for sure, and with much superior service and NO mistakes! Koreans certainly do NOT have a “mai pen rai” attitude in anything they do. OK, to continue, unbeknownst to me, these new friends I’ve made had plans to take me to a “karaoke place”. Some karaoke place! Now, I’ve never been a great fan of karaoke to begin with. Just not my cup of tea getting up, whether drunk or not, singing and making a fool out of myself in front of a crowd. But it’s evidently a big thing in the Asian community, and Korea is no exception. This establishment was essentially a place where you rent a room that has bench seating, a table in the middle, and karaoke stereo and equipment set up in it. After sitting for a while and everybody continuing to imbibe themselves on alcohol (I was the only person present who did not drink anything), 2 ladies entered and attended us. They were evidently “ordered” by the other guys, and came with the room. They proceeded to take off their clothes and attend us, especially me, the only farang guy present. I think that was the plan of my Korean friends to show some hospitality by loosing her onto me to attend my needs. At one point, one of the ladies motioned that she wanted to blow me and tried to get me to follow her out of the room. I refused, so she tried to forcefully pull my arm to get me to go. I refused again. OK, so now it became apparent to me that she was basically a whore. Very attractive, but a whore nonetheless. I think my behavior surprised my comrades. Why would a guy turn down a blow job? This was outside their experience zone. Yet that’s exactly what I did.
Saturday night I went out with another newly made friend/acquaintance, a Korean guy of about 60, along with another friend of his. He took me to another excellent restaurant, afterward telling me about the existence of what he called “scotch houses”, which are places where you can go to be taken care of, in any way imaginable, by young and outrageously attractive Korean women. Evidently, according to what I was told, anything you desire is placed at your disposal, to include plush digs, women, massages, liquor, etc. He said it’s very expensive……about $1000. I don’t know if that’s a per person charge or for the crowd. Either way, this cowboy aint interested. That’s what I told him, too, and I think he was inviting me, with the treat being on him! I told him that it’s against my religion to pay for play (or even to allow him to do it, for that matter). “They oughtta’ be paying me for it!”, is what I told him. That gave him a laugh. But seriously, is sex that important that you need to pay for it, at least so extravagantly? But it’s evidently widespread here, and completely accepted. It’s what they grew up with, a cultural thing; it’s the norm.
But here’s the big question: with all the availability of pay-for-play in probably every country in Asia and Farangland for that matter, and given the assumption that many farangs agree with me that other Asian women are at least equally as beautiful as Thai women, then the question is: Why are men not also flocking to other countries in the same manner as Thailand? If it’s cheapness, Cambodia and Vietnam have Thailand beat, according to my information. And the Philippines is a serious rival.
It’s not the women. It’s packaging. It’s all in the presentation of the goods. It’s all in the way it’s brought about. Expert delivery. Let me explain.
What is the general scenario in most western countries in which men and women meet, or at least a familiar scenario to us all? What is the scenario in which most western men are accustomed to meeting women, getting to know them, impressing their socks off, getting them drunk, and then taking them back to their caves to have their way with them? The scenario is the local bar, where you meet the girl of your dreams, wine her, dine her, and convince her that you’re Superman so you can fulfill your ulterior motives.
In the scenario described above in Korea, I was way out of my personal comfort zone in that karaoke place with all those guys around watching what was going on, for one thing. I’m not accustomed to meeting women in that manner, with scrutinizing watching my every move. And most importantly, with no real selection of women to choose from so that I have to actually make a real decision, biding my time, mulling things over as I cogitate the possibilities and options at my disposal. There is no real freedom of action. You are presented with a woman, like her or not, and expected to perform. What am I, a rat in a cage?
Thailand’s nightlife is all about packaging and putting the punter into his comfort zone. It is an environment to which all western men have become accustomed in their adult lives. Nay, it’s even better and more intriguing. In Pattaya, you have bars that are very similar to bars in a western country, for the most part. They have available women….and oh, how available they are! But the inescapable fact is that it’s still a bar scenario to which we are accustomed. We are immediately in our personal comfort zone with it all. Just a bar with women in it, pretty women at that, and maybe some other guys like us trying to find something that suits our fancy. It all mimics, with a high degree of precision, an environment and atmosphere to which we are accustomed. You go to a bar where there are women who are available. You grab a drink, relax, unwind, and start eying out the potential newfound loves of your life. Many of them may smile at you and even chat with you. Holy crap, what a contrast from Farangland, where the women are nothing but a bunch of Walking Refrigerator Units. You pick one that catches your eye, get her attention, and chat her up to see if you click. The entire process is of the utmost importance to us, or at least we so convince ourselves. We must try to make ourselves believe, if even superficially, that we brought this whole thing about by things that WE did and through our own choices. There is little pressure applied to you in most circumstances. Especially in Pattaya, you are generally left to your own devices, especially in the beer bars as opposed to the gogo bars. You are at the helm, the Captain of the Ship. You decide who you are interested in, who you are not, and all in an environment you are comfortable with. Then you close the deal by kindly asking the lady if she would like to attend you outside the bar (or for the less gentlemanly...”Let’s go to my hotel and &%@+=*^$5@”), afterward taking the lady away on your magic carpet.
Of course there are differences. They are prostitutes, for one thing, and most of the women you meet in bars in Farangland are not. But the degree to which the entire scene mimics what we are accustomed to is staggering.
Heck, the only differences are mostly positive ones. For one thing, all the women seem to be in love with you. Heck, you must have died and woken up in Paradise. Many of them are really pretty. Almost all of them are available.
One thing that can add even further to the level of comfort of the punter is that there is no need to negotiate for services. This is absolutely key. Who is really comfortable with having to outright negotiate their time in the sack with a woman? You go low, she goes high, you dicker back & forth, etc, ad nauseum. What the heck are you doing, buying a used car? I guess some guys have a good comfort level with it and it doesn’t bother them. In fact, when I hung out with Ben Dover this past summer (retch), he seemed to particularly relish this facet of the Thai naughty nightlife, seemed to enjoy wrangling to the last damned baht, and did it for hours. But for me, aside from my very first visit to the Kingdom (if I had it to do over again, I would NOT negotiate), I have never negotiated. I refuse to do it. It absolutely destroys the atmosphere and brings you immediately face-to-
face with the reality of pay-for-play. It destroys the illusion. It removes the sense of intimacy you can still develop with the lady. It turns the whole thing into a mere monetary transaction.
Why not just leave her with a small monetary gift just prior to her departure? In this way, it may be seen as an act of kindness to her for her having given you some of her time (and for me, many times I don’t even need or want sex...just give Daddy a massage). The dignity is maintained all around.
Where else is this possible? OK, maybe a bit in the Philippines, but aside from that, Thailand is IT. It’s all about putting you into a comfort zone. It’s all about packaging. So go ahead and buy your next ticket.
Stickman's thoughts:
It sure is all in the packaging. Most countries in Asia have a very developed commercial sex industry but it is Thailand that does the best job of packaging it up in such a way that it is popular with foreigners.
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