You know those ‘laws’ of probability. At any given
moment, somewhere in the world, ten Beetles’ tunes are being broadcast and
every 30 seconds a bottle of Chanel No.5 is sold.
Meanwhile those poor monkeys are still frantic at their
keyboards hoping to come up with the complete works of Shakespeare because
someone decided that given infinite time that would happen.
Well, I have another notion. At any one moment half of
the indigenous population of Thailand is eating, while the rest are
preparing, cooking, serving and clearing up until it is their turn to be fed
and watered. Eating is the national sport, followed by sleep, sex, aerobics
and work. No wonder so many elderly farangs settle here, comfortable in a
reversal of their normal drudgery.