I'm not ranting at/about them, just pointing out a collection of differences between Thai people and human beings.
Without trying to sound inflammatory, I would opine that to reach and match the mindset of a local, one would have to have suffered a massive head trauma after attempting to head butt an on coming Inter City 125.
Then, and only then, might we be able to delve inside the minds of these people and ascertain what greases the cogs of the ol grey matter..I'm pretty sure a weekly injection of fish sauce is used, but I maybe wrong and there's always a faint whoft of lau kau in the air, no matter where you are.
So, this morning, I'm pootling down the road taking in a lung full of nicotine, courtesy of a Wonder daeng (smoking, on a motorbike? I've turned into a cretinuous retard, nearly)..when a twat in a twenty wheeler lorry blares his horn at me, nearly causing the need for underwear replacement and races past at a ridiculous speed..'cnut', I speak, to know one inparticular..the first twenty wheeler is followed literally INCHES behind by another vehicle of the same description..both of them tearing along at a good 100 kph..
I shake my head and carry on..what else can you do? (apart from moan about it)
Further up the road and I've reached the sprawl of concrete bunkers that these people have the nerve to call a town. Having reduced my speed I'm able to make a few observations.
Because it's the time of the day when students are arriving at their various schools, we notice the obligatory family on a bike, normally consisting of father driving, mother sitting pillion with a new born on her lap, young Somjit between father's legs at the front, head resting on speedometer as he catches a few more minutes sleep before arriving at school (and sleeping some more) and little Tittyporn, sat behind mother, legs spread wide apart due to mater's portly backside..
Now, I have no problem with this..you live within your means..if you can't afford then you make the best out of a bad situation and pile the whole fucking family onto a scooter, obviously not the safest thing in the world to do but it's almost, ALMOST understandable.
We round the corner and pass a brand new Toyota Fortuna with a young child playing on the fucking dashboard..now what the fuck is that about?
Evidently a fairly well off family can't be fucked to buy a car seat for their baby..'WHAT IS GOING THROUGH YOUR FUCKING BRAIN YOU BELLEND??' I mouth to whom I assume is the father..
The answer of course, we'll never know
A few pics..
I plough down here for a few km's..
Where this type of scene is commonplace..
Then into the hustle and bustle of town..
Hectic eh...