Silom 6 reviewed

Silom 6 on a recent Friday night. An initial warning - if you don't like tattoos (I loathe them), it's slim pickings. Unfortunately that's a growing trend these days in all the bars. Drink prices and tip levels for the boys (except at Tawan) are significantly cheaper that Soi Twilight

Golden Cock - didn't even stay for a drink
Nature Boy - I'd read wowpow about this bar on CFS so was curious. Very, very small bar, so-so collection of boys (the one who took my eye was already up to some mischief with a Chinese customer) so I paid my 150 baht drink price and left
X-Boom - not a tattoo-free boy in sight. A number of customers, some of whom had tried and failed to gain entry to Nature Boy (too full) earlier - like me they had one drink, paid and left empty-handed
Tawan Bar - encountered a friend in the Soi. We entered. Standing room only. We left
Solid - only two boys without tattoos. I chose the wrong one. Oh well

I saw the same handful of customers in all the bars; we all rotated between them, I think, except in Solid where there were some different faces

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[catawampuscat]

I am not crazy about soi 6 establishments because the boys are too young and underfed looking except for Tawan.. I enjoy the tattoos except when they are crude or of naked women..I have seen many beautifully done tattoos and consider it an art form..As I recall, the boys at Tawan are fairly tattoo free as they distract from the muscles but these guys are not for everyone, certainly not for the fans of the skinny boys...I heard from a friend that Solid had gotten very quiet which is a shame because it was a fun place to have a drink and some physical contact... The colonel has a problem with his dislike of tattoo as it is very common..I must say some farangs (younger straights mainly) have overdone the tattoo thing and look like fools but no problem for me on Thais.........

The colonel has a problem with his dislike of tattoo as it is very common

That is precisely my point catawampuscat - very common people often have tattoos and certainly in the West it is a clear indicator of a low-class, criminal or fringe mentality. It is no surprise that the elder son of the world's greatest soft-core pornographer (PeterUK apart) proudly confesses to having such a thing

[catawampuscat]

I have only seen a few middle/upper class Thais at places like Babylon and no doubt tattoos are not as popular as they are with the lower class boys who form the majority of the working boys in the bars... Fortunately, I am turned on by the lower class boys althou as I said before the grossly tattooed lower class farangs just look stupid to me..

I'm with you homintern - I HATE tattoos. If I got a boy home who I hadn't seen shirtless, and he had tattoos, I'd send him off with just his motorbike fare.

Ch

[Smiles]

" ... It is no surprise that the elder son of the world's greatest soft-core pornographer (PeterUK apart) proudly confesses to having such a thing ... "

. . . (rushing to the aid of a friend) . . . Protest protest! PeterUK is no pornographer! He is the Board's best wordsmith by a long shot and the subject of (shhhhh) 'sex' has never ~ as far as I can remember ~ ever passed his quill.

Dodger is the Board's soft-core conveyor, and I'm sure he would agree. Get your facts straight please.

Cheers ...

[piston10]

... you got there before me because I was so horrified by Homintern's characterisation of PeterUK's writing that I needed an hour or two to mull it over. I tried seeing it as irony, even grumpy irony, but have finally decided that it is either malevolent or Homintern cannot, in any serious or complex meaning of the word, "read". You are absolutely right, and I am pleased you were so straight-forward and succint in what you said; it leaves it me to be, as often, a bit long-winded!

Most recently Peter posted 'Garbage', a deeply imagined and beautifully written story about a young girl's fortitude in looking after her brothers and sisters by gleaning saleable refuse from the garbage heaps of Bangkok. The d├йnouement depends on a murderous sexual event, but there is no description of it and it only cuts through the reader with horror because the writer is so reticent about it. Indeed, the end of the story affected me so forcefully that when I first read it I wondered if I could ever bear to read it again.

Some time ago Peter gave us 'Voyeur'. This certainly contains explicit sexual description, but what the voyeur watches through a hidden window or mirror is a callous and brutal sexual assault by a farang on a Thai boy. This, again, is horrible to read and could only be titillating to a very twisted mind. It is a very tight little story about an inadequate man who can make no real contact with other people (hence he satisfies himself here with voyeurism); and it has a marvellous and painful ending, when, deceiving himself completely, he believes for a moment he has found a "friend", made a contact, in the pimp/mamasan who set the thing up for him. The reader knows that nothing has changed for him. (It's a shame to spell it out and anyone interested should go back and look at the way Peter achieves his intention without being explicit. It's very skilful writing indeed.) This has nothing to do with pornography at all. If anything, 'Voyeur' falls into the category of 'moral tale' - and a very chilling one at that. If it's sexual titillation you're after, forget the writings of PeterUK!

Peter may have posted other stories that I have forgotten or missed, but these two make the essential point.

Homintern's posts have ever been hit-and-miss, though I understand that some people enjoy his ejaculations from time time. I am sure he's a real person, but so inconsistent. On the one hand we remember his own self-descriptions - 'fat, bald old c....', 'not a kind bone in my body' - his snobbishness (he belongs to a club that can dismiss whole swaithes of humanity as ' common' with all the conviction of a Womens' Institute member from Berkshire), his obvious pleasure in mouthing some of his locutions ('Soi Prostitute' and 'catamite', a centuries-old word of contempt for passive homosexuals that no one alive at the present time should be tempted to use), his taking of the high moral ground when you least expect it and in the oddest ways. (A little while back he clobbered me with the Buddha's Second Way - elimination of desire. I thought he was being ironic then, but no, he repeated the advice with the implication that I would be lost if I didn't change my ways and that he had found the idea very helpful.)

On the other hand, we find him in his recent posts zimmering round the establishments of 'Soi Prostitute' and the sleazy stuff off Soi Tarntawan, discriminating between the bars and the 'catamites' with the eye of a connoisseur, passing on his findings for our information and delectation, and, unless I'm misreading him, actually offing a boy or two. This seems an odd way to set about eliminating desire - especially as the Buddha probably had G & T in mind as well as sex.

As modern youngsters might ask, "Where's he AT? Where's he COMING from?"

To adapt slightly the old North Country saying, "There's now't so queer as queer folk".

[piston10]

... hairy/smooth, cut/uncut, muscular/skinny, spiky hair/smooth hair, upturned noses/downturned noses, I have only one thing to say:

Some people like strawberry ice-cream, but I prefer pistachio.

"So what?" you say.

Precisely.

And I only mention my taste in ice-cream in conversation when buying one.

I would if I could but I have used my hours' worth on my dear Baziel, just to counter the horrid creature who has been smiting him........

Early hours of New Year's Day in the rain in London UK..........

Slightly drunk and anxious about my flight to Thailand tomorrow evening.........

Where are any of us coming from? Do very many of us sit still long enough to find out??

I spent some years as a monk of the Order of St Benedict, in a beautiful 13th Century Abbey in the north of Scotland, chanting the Office and Mass each day in plainchant, and praying to be saved..........from myself I suppose!!! Those years were the time for me to grow up and accept that I am gay and I must live my life to the best of my ability, respecting all others as I wish to be respected myself. They were a community of good, holy men, and they were good to me. I doubt that I would have survived without them.

Today I fly to Thailand for the umpteenth time, but this time is different, I fly to be with the man I love and ask him to marry me. Will he laugh and tell me to piss off? He ought to really. He is 19 years younger than me, incredibly handsome, and very popular (if you knowe what I mean).

What do I have to offer him?????? Love, security, stability, care, protection.....are those enough to take him away from the country of his birth? Away from the food, the friends, the climate, the freedom...............

Wish me well??

Catamite: A boy who has a sexual relationship with a man
http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=catamite

Contrarian: One who takes a contrary view or action ... unpopular at the time
http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=contrarian

Being "in denial": a cause of suffering, according to the Second Noble Truth

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See also - quote from Jane Austen, below