Isn't it ironic that I leave a country like Burma and come back to this political mess in Thailand? Part of me wanted to stay in Bangkok and try to see the protests firsthand. But Bangkok is very hot, and I didn't feel like getting stuck in that city any longer. Plus, I'm not exactly impressed with the redshirt cause. The demonstrations seem to be a show of power and unrelated to their stated concern, an election two years ago. They're trying to bring back a political leader who defrauded the people of several billions of dollars, not exactly a good guy. About six weeks ago he was convicted by the highest court, and belongs in jail. But what do I know? Power to the people, right?
I did have a discussion with a redshirt taxi driver on my way out of Bangkok. He was much more interested in talking about women and trying to convince me to go to a strip club (it was 9 in the morning) than about politics. After a long debate we resolved that Thai women are often beautiful but I will not be going to a prostitute, and he should drive me to the bus station.
Out here in Isan, it's life as usual. Last night there was a ladyboy pageant in the public square. Like the protests, I did not participate.
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