Oh, they're here in the Great State of Texas, all right! And their numbers are growing!
They don't have to fly all the way to Thailand to keep Top Ramen in the pantry! No, siree!
Don't ask me HOW these demanding, loud-mouthed, entitled, middle-aged, "tatted," 300 lb., trailer-dwelling gringas manage to pull it off, but—boy-howdy—they somehow DO!
Maybe it's a combination of factors: Texas is a huge international gateway for—well—for whoever the hell FEELS LIKE coming to the U.S., (although I do marvel at just how many newcomers haven't gotten the memo that the U.S. is a "has-been" empire; one they may want to steer clear of, lest they find themselves unable to cross the border in the opposite direction trying to GTFO if the SHTF here. Wouldn't THAT be ironic?) So, there's a potentially vast client base of sorts—albeit a largely destitute one posing "mucho peligro" health risks—but HEY!—Where there are solo, swingin' ding-dongs, there's a way...!
...Especially if Ms. Gringa ThunderLard of border dive town—say, Laredo—is facing yet another three weeks before Uncle Sam squats to "reload" her zero-balance SNAP & TANF debit cards. She's LEARNED how to get CREATIVE in these hyperinflationary, economically-hopeless times when she has run out of gas—and places to hide—her "check-engine-light special" from El Repo Man, the fridge is down to expired mustard and fossilized, leftover Taco Bell, and she's long since traded the toiletries and free bus vouchers the food bank gave her with her neighbor for a couple weak Vicodin tablets. (Took the edge off the afternoon her mobile phone service was cut off for non-payment, y'know...)
Again, I don't know how she pulls it off—especially when you consider most of the female, Latina persuasion is feminine, attractive, and often even athletic (before they inevitably explode with diabetes in their late 20's)—but ThunderLard draws a veritable stampede of "Sanchos" taking numbers to roll her in flour! And, believe you me, ol' Gringa ThunderLard knows how to turn, "¡Sí, señor!" into a stocked fridge, phone service reconnection, or a car note payment, honey! Thailand? Nah! She's gotten GOOD at hawking her wares at Skeeter-Bob's local pool hall, the truck stop motel, and the Home Depot parking lot. She's even picked up some conversational Haitian Creole, French Congolese, and Somali... Win-win, right?
Right here in the good, ol' Yoo Ess of A...🤣
Much love to you, Linh! I love your "seedy-side-of-existence" posts from around the world!
Perhaps if Covid and legal marijuana has not wiped it out, the Free Mexican Airforce could be used as a transport option out of this fat, fading and smelly dream? I think Mary Hopkins playing in your photograph is my second favourite image of yours after the framed picture of the Duke of Wellington over the fake fireplace in a hotel room in Beirut.
I am a prince in Nigeria, and I have recently embezzled ten hundred millions dollars from the central bank. Your plan for Valley Girl Gashes is very good, and I can see you are an experienced entrepreneur.
So I will invest one thousand hundred dollars in your venture! Hosanna! My banking agent will need a small deposit from you to secure your account to receive my investment. I hope that's not a problem, I assure you it's customary. Please send your details at once!
Linh, doin' what you do best. Who has been to these places? Fred Reed, me and you, for three. They are both fascinating and depressing. Why go??? Sometimes just for a drink. Sometimes to see how the other side lives. And some for a cheap simulacrum of the affection that can't be had back home for love nor money.
We in the west never know what women want. Neither do they. At least in Pattaya they do. Cold hard cash. Not the best medium of exchange if the commodity is love, but often, in this modern world, all there is.
Well, women in the West want cold hard cash too. But they also want lots of other things on top of that, having the cake and eating it too. Pattaya girls are humbler, just cash is enough. Anyway, I'm not sure of the exact exchange rate but 800 baht for boom boom seems cheap. Cheaper than sucky sucky love you long time in Cambodia, no?
It has been 50 years since I left Southeast Asia. At that time the girls were quite pleasant in Cambodia and Thailand as well as Cambodia. I am sure that decades of sex tourism has hardened them, just as Linh writes.
When all is said and done, the travails of married life is the best among a wide number of options, none of which come without significant downsides. When it comes to where to look, we all agree where not. Why this is so is a topic I find worth writing about. I'm updating this article and will soon post a video.
Honored to be quoted. I guess that is a good thing. Anyway. I am having a hard time visualizing American whores at America themed bars in Pattaya.
Probably only 15% of women post college age are slender in the US. The rest are overweight to obese.
Slender women who aren't tatted up or have blue hair are a dwindling resource in America and can make a lot of money through Only Fans and sugar daddy sites plus many men compete over them. Even if the bottom drops out of the economy, they are becoming a scarce commodity.
There isn't a real market for the fatter broads in Eastern Asia. Body positivity isn't a thing here even though the Jews try to push it.
When I lived in China, Chinese men would ask me, "do you like fat women?" Then they would ask, "Why are American women so fat?"
My Thai wife looks slender to my American eyes. Not to Thais. When a female relative visits her, the first comment is "why are you so fat?" Her crime is she needs to lose about 1.5 to 2 kilos to be a swimsuit model.
The fatter American and UK women will have a hard time competing with the far more plentiful Eastern European slender, beautiful women (there is actually real competition among them there like in Eastern Asia) who will be renamed Tammy or Becky and tell you they are cowgirls from Texas. Giddy up cowboy.
So if those "Russian" girls are not really Russian, what are they? Ukrainian refugees? Romanians? Brazilians? Thai girls with peroxide blond hair? Curious. As for the "Pain is temporary, glory is forever" t-shirt guy. Unfortunately, a beer belly and baldness are forever too.
A week ago, I wrote "Pattaya’s most exotic offerings aren’t Thai but “Russian” dancers and prostitutes, with many actually from Ukraine, Belarus, Kazakhstan, Uzbekistan or Turkmenistan."
I'm sure there are other Eastern European nationalities. Brought in and managed by the Russian mafia, they're marketed as "Russian," for it's a sellable brand.
Thanks. With the global boycott of everything Russian, they will soon have to change that name... "Ukrainian Freedom Fighting Foxies" is an idea. For the American girly bar, I suggest just "Freedom Girls", as in "Freedom Fries". But remember, "Freedom" isn't free. By the way, is the "Russian mafia" really "Russian"?
Ok, I asked because the so-called "Ukrainian mafia" is something like 90 or even 100% Jewish and centred in Odessa. Check the "early life" section of their major bosses. But I think the "Russian mafia" is more diverse. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ukrainian_mafia
Would you happen to know where a guy might find himself one of these entitled, loud-mouthed, tatted, trailer-dwelling gringas? Especially around the DFW area. I happen to know some guys who have a weakness for these types. Thank you.
Thanks, but I'm just trying to crawl back to Vietnam, via Cambodia, at this point. I'm particularly leery of airports, so onto another bus I'll hop next week.
Oh, they're here in the Great State of Texas, all right! And their numbers are growing!
They don't have to fly all the way to Thailand to keep Top Ramen in the pantry! No, siree!
Don't ask me HOW these demanding, loud-mouthed, entitled, middle-aged, "tatted," 300 lb., trailer-dwelling gringas manage to pull it off, but—boy-howdy—they somehow DO!
Maybe it's a combination of factors: Texas is a huge international gateway for—well—for whoever the hell FEELS LIKE coming to the U.S., (although I do marvel at just how many newcomers haven't gotten the memo that the U.S. is a "has-been" empire; one they may want to steer clear of, lest they find themselves unable to cross the border in the opposite direction trying to GTFO if the SHTF here. Wouldn't THAT be ironic?) So, there's a potentially vast client base of sorts—albeit a largely destitute one posing "mucho peligro" health risks—but HEY!—Where there are solo, swingin' ding-dongs, there's a way...!
...Especially if Ms. Gringa ThunderLard of border dive town—say, Laredo—is facing yet another three weeks before Uncle Sam squats to "reload" her zero-balance SNAP & TANF debit cards. She's LEARNED how to get CREATIVE in these hyperinflationary, economically-hopeless times when she has run out of gas—and places to hide—her "check-engine-light special" from El Repo Man, the fridge is down to expired mustard and fossilized, leftover Taco Bell, and she's long since traded the toiletries and free bus vouchers the food bank gave her with her neighbor for a couple weak Vicodin tablets. (Took the edge off the afternoon her mobile phone service was cut off for non-payment, y'know...)
Again, I don't know how she pulls it off—especially when you consider most of the female, Latina persuasion is feminine, attractive, and often even athletic (before they inevitably explode with diabetes in their late 20's)—but ThunderLard draws a veritable stampede of "Sanchos" taking numbers to roll her in flour! And, believe you me, ol' Gringa ThunderLard knows how to turn, "¡Sí, señor!" into a stocked fridge, phone service reconnection, or a car note payment, honey! Thailand? Nah! She's gotten GOOD at hawking her wares at Skeeter-Bob's local pool hall, the truck stop motel, and the Home Depot parking lot. She's even picked up some conversational Haitian Creole, French Congolese, and Somali... Win-win, right?
Right here in the good, ol' Yoo Ess of A...🤣
Much love to you, Linh! I love your "seedy-side-of-existence" posts from around the world!
Love, Cindy
Hi Cindy,
This song will cheer you up:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CXrwwHaBrb0
"From Laredo to San Antonio,
I've come to marry my Chencha,
But I could not, for I was a wetback.
To do anything, you need a driver's license."
Linh
Cheered me right up, Linh!
Mostly because my old man hasn't yet fled to San Antonio for a Zenaida (11 years my junior, he still doesn't know any better).
Nothing like some excellent Norteno tunes to drown the "lost cause blues" away...
Here's another number, in the same vein, that always puts a smile on THIS cynical gringa's mug:
https://youtu.be/YqwpLVrmokY
You're the BEST, Linh!
In Art and Labor,
Love, Cindy (Gringa PaleBird) 😁
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u2Z7qnOu_Rc
Perhaps if Covid and legal marijuana has not wiped it out, the Free Mexican Airforce could be used as a transport option out of this fat, fading and smelly dream? I think Mary Hopkins playing in your photograph is my second favourite image of yours after the framed picture of the Duke of Wellington over the fake fireplace in a hotel room in Beirut.
Dear Sir: -
I am a prince in Nigeria, and I have recently embezzled ten hundred millions dollars from the central bank. Your plan for Valley Girl Gashes is very good, and I can see you are an experienced entrepreneur.
So I will invest one thousand hundred dollars in your venture! Hosanna! My banking agent will need a small deposit from you to secure your account to receive my investment. I hope that's not a problem, I assure you it's customary. Please send your details at once!
Linh, doin' what you do best. Who has been to these places? Fred Reed, me and you, for three. They are both fascinating and depressing. Why go??? Sometimes just for a drink. Sometimes to see how the other side lives. And some for a cheap simulacrum of the affection that can't be had back home for love nor money.
We in the west never know what women want. Neither do they. At least in Pattaya they do. Cold hard cash. Not the best medium of exchange if the commodity is love, but often, in this modern world, all there is.
Well, women in the West want cold hard cash too. But they also want lots of other things on top of that, having the cake and eating it too. Pattaya girls are humbler, just cash is enough. Anyway, I'm not sure of the exact exchange rate but 800 baht for boom boom seems cheap. Cheaper than sucky sucky love you long time in Cambodia, no?
Video posted: The Evolution of What Women Want
https://rumble.com/v271rfi-the-evolution-of-what-women-want.html
A very good read.
Thanks for taking a look!
It has been 50 years since I left Southeast Asia. At that time the girls were quite pleasant in Cambodia and Thailand as well as Cambodia. I am sure that decades of sex tourism has hardened them, just as Linh writes.
When all is said and done, the travails of married life is the best among a wide number of options, none of which come without significant downsides. When it comes to where to look, we all agree where not. Why this is so is a topic I find worth writing about. I'm updating this article and will soon post a video.
https://grahamseibert.substack.com/p/the-evolutionary-psychology-of-what
Honored to be quoted. I guess that is a good thing. Anyway. I am having a hard time visualizing American whores at America themed bars in Pattaya.
Probably only 15% of women post college age are slender in the US. The rest are overweight to obese.
Slender women who aren't tatted up or have blue hair are a dwindling resource in America and can make a lot of money through Only Fans and sugar daddy sites plus many men compete over them. Even if the bottom drops out of the economy, they are becoming a scarce commodity.
There isn't a real market for the fatter broads in Eastern Asia. Body positivity isn't a thing here even though the Jews try to push it.
When I lived in China, Chinese men would ask me, "do you like fat women?" Then they would ask, "Why are American women so fat?"
My Thai wife looks slender to my American eyes. Not to Thais. When a female relative visits her, the first comment is "why are you so fat?" Her crime is she needs to lose about 1.5 to 2 kilos to be a swimsuit model.
The fatter American and UK women will have a hard time competing with the far more plentiful Eastern European slender, beautiful women (there is actually real competition among them there like in Eastern Asia) who will be renamed Tammy or Becky and tell you they are cowgirls from Texas. Giddy up cowboy.
So if those "Russian" girls are not really Russian, what are they? Ukrainian refugees? Romanians? Brazilians? Thai girls with peroxide blond hair? Curious. As for the "Pain is temporary, glory is forever" t-shirt guy. Unfortunately, a beer belly and baldness are forever too.
Hi Tom,
A week ago, I wrote "Pattaya’s most exotic offerings aren’t Thai but “Russian” dancers and prostitutes, with many actually from Ukraine, Belarus, Kazakhstan, Uzbekistan or Turkmenistan."
I'm sure there are other Eastern European nationalities. Brought in and managed by the Russian mafia, they're marketed as "Russian," for it's a sellable brand.
Linh
Hi Lihn,
Thanks. With the global boycott of everything Russian, they will soon have to change that name... "Ukrainian Freedom Fighting Foxies" is an idea. For the American girly bar, I suggest just "Freedom Girls", as in "Freedom Fries". But remember, "Freedom" isn't free. By the way, is the "Russian mafia" really "Russian"?
Hi Tom,
I'm pretty sure they're Russian. There are also Russian families and ordinary businessmen living in Pattaya.
Russians love these tropical beach towns, and why shouldn't they? In Vietnam, you can find many Russians in Nha Trang, Mũi Né and Vũng Tàu.
In 2019, one Prokoffva Elena was busted in Saigon for running a prostitution ring:
https://laodong.vn/phap-luat/tu-ba-nguoi-nga-cam-dau-duong-day-mai-dam-hang-sang-lanh-3-nam-tu-744346.ldo
Clients had to pay around $1,200 per session!
Linh
Ok, I asked because the so-called "Ukrainian mafia" is something like 90 or even 100% Jewish and centred in Odessa. Check the "early life" section of their major bosses. But I think the "Russian mafia" is more diverse. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ukrainian_mafia
I guess freedom is still just another word for nothing left to lose. Some things don't change.
Hey Cindy,
Would you happen to know where a guy might find himself one of these entitled, loud-mouthed, tatted, trailer-dwelling gringas? Especially around the DFW area. I happen to know some guys who have a weakness for these types. Thank you.
Linh, you are one hardboiled and cynical dude. Yet, I like you. Should you ever land in Tampa, I would like to buy you a beer.
Hi Bill,
Thanks, but I'm just trying to crawl back to Vietnam, via Cambodia, at this point. I'm particularly leery of airports, so onto another bus I'll hop next week.
Linh
the Ulysses of south east asia
Having watched a few "walk" videos from Pattaya Walking Street and Beach Road, I have to agree that it is indeed a sad looking place.
During the daytime the beech front looked OK and I wonder if the city itself is an OK place to be.