Editor;
Re: Tony Crossley’s letter in the Oct 8th Pattaya Mail:
It would appear as though Tony Crossley did not understand my comments about
the appeal of Pattaya as a typical Thai city by the sea.
Tony believes that Bangkok, which is no different than
Los Angeles, New York, London or Berlin, has made “giant strides” in recent
years but that Pattaya is yet to be developed. He believes that Pattaya’s
only real attraction is the open sex and the ability of an older man to walk
with a younger woman without being stared at. I guess it is possible that he
is right but I think it is odd that the majority of retired expats choose
Pattaya to reside in rather than Bangkok even though Bangkok also has a
fairly open sex trade.
When I was twenty two years old I got married for the
first time. My wife was a lovely girl and also the most meticulous woman I
have ever known about her personal appearance. Her hair, make up and clothes
had to be perfect and she wouldn’t even answer a knock on the front door if
they weren’t. Additionally it was impossible to get close to her because she
would duck if you reached out to touch her hair or shoulder.
Conversely, my present Thai wife is also a lovely girl,
but despite her years working in Bangkok, still has the farm girl instinct.
Her clothes are whatever she happens to grab from the closet that day and
her hair, although clean, is seldom in any sort of order other than in a bun
or just hanging down. Makeup is non-existent.
She has an orchid breeding farm just outside of town and
works it every day. She always gets a laugh when customers who have not been
there before see her and ask her if the owner is around. They do this
because she just doesn’t have the look of an owner of a 25,000 plant orchid
farm, mini golf course and strawberry farm.
The thing I like about my wife is that she is accessible.
You can touch her, run your fingers through her hair and even wrestle with
her if you are feeling playful.
It seems that most people from the Western world today
want to live in an environment that is pristine, wear nothing but the best
clothes, have the most beautiful car and languish in all of this perfection.
Or do they just live like that because others have told them that living
like that is the goal. I really don’t know, but I do know that there are an
awful lot of people seeing psychiatrists or strung out on drugs, prescribed
or otherwise, in the Western world. As I understand it, part of the “giant
strides” that Bangkok is making include an increase of the number of
psychiatrists employed there also. Are you getting my drift Tony?
Expats have chosen Pattaya to live in because you can
reach out and touch it without breaking any laws or fearing that you might
spoil its perfect appearance. The experience of living in Pattaya is real,
not some surrealistic existence contrived by those who have come to believe
that things must constantly be changed, not for the purpose of improving
them, but rather in the name of “progress”. Cities have become like laundry
detergent and diapers; “new and improved”. And the purveyors of all of this
“progress” have now found their way to Thailand where they have an entire
country to make “new and improved”. You read their letters in the English
language newspapers every day.
There is a certain amount of security in knowing that
things won’t change. In knowing that every morning when you wake up, the
view outside the window will be the same, you will retain the same family
and friends and do basically the same things every day that you have always
done. That security was sacrificed in the name of progress and the result is
that the Western world is slowly economically crumbling, people are becoming
neurotic and life is becoming surrealistic. Some of us were lucky enough to
visit Thailand and experience a little d้jเ vu. Many of us chose to remain
and languish in it for what few years we have remaining. Unfortunately,
among those numbers are a lot of people who haven’t figured out why they are
here. Consequently they are bringing their foolishness with them and
attempting to transplant it and see if it grows. I can only say to them;
please stop! The Thais don’t need it and we who have successfully
transplanted don’t need it.
Anyway, I’m sorry to be so long winded, but I am a little
tired of being sanitized, deodorized, sanforized and homogenized. I’ll leave
you to your progress so long as you leave my wife alone.
John Arnone
Yasothon