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Thai sex king sees staid new world
By Seth Mydans 
New York Times
July 31, 2003 

BANGKOK: The sheer injustice. Nobody had worked harder to pay off the police with wine, women, wristwatches and sacks full of cash. 

And now this. 

"I'm like a mad dog now and I'll bite anyone," said Chuwit Kamolvisit, the owner of six industrial-size massage parlors who is proud to be known as Thailand's sex tycoon. 

"I used to buy whole trays of Rolex watches for police officers," he said in one of his almost daily news conferences. "I used to carry cash in black plastic bags for them. But they are still harassing me." 

In the dim netherworld of Thailand's black economy, it is hard to know just who is doing what to whom. 

But somehow Chuwit seems to have lost his immunity, and the tell-all ruckus he is raising has the country transfixed. 

All at once, after 10 years of bribes that he says added up to $2.5 million, Chuwit has been accused of involvement in the midnight bulldozing of a rival's entertainment plaza and of procuring underage girls to perform what is politely called massage. 

That is not how it's supposed to work. If a corrupt society is to function smoothly, each party has to do its part. The protectors have to protect. 

"I have donated items for their comfort, including tables and chairs, not to mention computers and refrigerators," Chuwit told delighted local reporters. 

Also car maintenance, home repair, boxing tickets, golf memberships, bowling and, of course, free pleasure at Victoria's Secret, Honolulu, Hi-Class, Emmanuelle, Copacabana and Sea of Love. 

None of this comes as a surprise to anybody. Holding news conferences, waving his arms, kneeling in prayer, sealing his mouth with masking tape, saying he had been kidnapped by police officers and then rolling on the ground to show reporters how it happened - Chuwit, it turns out, is a one-man entertainment venue all by himself. 

Chuwit may not be naming names - not yet - but he is tossing around broad hints in what one paper said had become a sort of national quiz show. 

There is the greedy police station commander whose name begins with T, the "tall commander" who owns stakes in two massage parlors, and the man named S who took $5 million to gamble in Macao and turned up dead. 

There are Inspector T, Captain S and Deputy Noon, who took regular kickbacks, and there are the four unidentified police colonels who visited the Copacabana and enjoyed the free services of masseuses Nos. 107, 130, 137 and 299. 

By the way, there are also three cabinet members, whose names begin with S, P and P, who are regular visitors and receive expensive cases of wine. 

Not me, the deputy interior minister, Pracha Maleenont, quickly said. He may have visited massage parlors in the past, but he gave that up long ago. 

All of this was pocket change compared with Chuwit's dealings with a police station in District H, where he said monthly payoffs followed a regular formula. 

About $2,000 went to the superintendent, he said, $1,250 to deputy superintendents in crime suppression, $500 to deputy superintendents in investigation and $250 to deputy superintendents in the traffic division. 

Inspectors pocketed $85 and deputy inspectors $50, he said, which is not bad for a Thai civil servant. 

Altogether, Chuwit said, he was paying the police $300,000 a month to stay in business. "I was willing to pay, and they gladly obliged." People don't write receipts for this sort of thing and Chuwit admitted the other day that "I don't have any real proof." 

But that didn't seem to matter. The time had come for government leaders to voice their shock at this evidence of corruption. 

"I will give them my final word: Shape up or ship out," said the prime minister, Thaksin Shinawatra, himself a former police lieutenant colonel who is now a telecommunications tycoon. If there is not enough evidence to prove legal guilt, he said, he will discipline the accused officers on the basis of Chuwit's allegations. Furthermore, he said, the entire force at police station H should be transferred to what he called "lower-income stations," presumably in districts with fewer massage parlors. 

The national police chief, Sant Sarutanond, offered a curious defense of his officers, saying he was sure that "more than half" of them were honest. 

According to the National Police, there are 103 registered massage parlors in Bangkok, each employing 100 to 500 women, although in Thailand statistics like that often don't mean much. 

In all the current fuss, the actual goings-on inside Chuwit's pleasure palaces have not become an issue. But some reporters from the Bangkok Post were assigned to take a look. They discovered that many of the women who worked there - those with "beauty and erotic skills" - earned a great deal more than the reporters did. 

Among the people most upset by Chuwit's allegations was the deputy director general of the Excise Department, Wichit Wongwiwat. "The department cannot tolerate reports that the tax we collect is lower than the money paid to the police," he said. 

He said he would assign 13 teams of inspectors to investigate the city's massage parlors and, as he put it, "try the services offered." 

Last Week's Run: 1687 Jolly's Gourmet Run

 Week’s Notes:

Before the Run

This week's run took us out to the sights and smells of one of our favorite garbage dumps located at the base of Nakseungdae.  ON TIME were Hare Jollygreenknog, Plug and Play, DODIC Master, Youngdumbhos and Pork Grind.  Calling in they would be late were GM LeperCon and Seek and Suck who had waited around an extra 15 minutes in hopes of meeting up with guests who bailed out at the last minute to join us for the run.  (Their loss!)

Hare Jollygreenknob made sure the run started at 6:30 PM and pointed way up west, the pack took off for the OnOut.

The Run

The run took the pack through some make-shift camps of homeless folks (none present at the time) and on-on-up to a grassy helipad.  From there the trail took a left heading now eastwards following the heavily shaded ridge line and down to almost street level where it shadowed a cyclone fence.  

Soon the cyclone fence met up with a concrete one so the single option was  on-up-and-over the two-meter obstacle (taking care not to impale gonads on the pointed screws pointing menacingly crouch-wards as we gingerly scrambled over).  

From there it was a scamper across a four-lane avenue and on up again into a R&D campus.  The trail took us quickly through this last vestige of civilization and via a hole in a fence at the rear where we encountered thick woods.

Being this is Korea, the trail could only take us uphill once more and we encountered some exceptionally beautiful mini vistas of streams, small waterfalls, etc.  At this point we came to the A-D split.

The A Trail took most of the pack up further up to a major view point by two giant boulders and then down to meet the D Trail a short distance across the stream for the A/D split.

From there it was a quick scramble of a descent and then some minor street work that eventually took everyone OnIn.

Rewarding those who showed up was Jollygreenknob with his famous chili - plus green salads, etc. Going the extra on-on mile, our hare generously handed cigars out to everyone.  And if that was not already enough, he served after-dinner sherry around the fire!

The Circle

The Hash Horn was blown and the Benediction was again given by former GM DODIC.  

A fuller account may eventually take place should Rover get around to transcribing his notes to text but for now the following suffices:

All had a chance at the circle to entertain - or attempt to entertain.  Returning Hasher former GM Plug and Play presented the GM with a genuine (chocolate flavored!) cigar from Hawaii.  Pork Grind presented the GM a swell Business Class travel set for overnight flights which came in handy as the cheap bastard that he is, the GM flew economy class round-trip to Singapore - including a Red Eye flight back.  The GM also gave himself permission to piss off from the next run, a Recruitment Run, organized and hared by another former GM DODIC Master.

Finally it was time to ask Pork Grind about where he felt like going and this time before he took off back to Colorado the next day.  Not one to forget tradition, he pointed Way Down South.  For once we were in position and locale to piss out the sacred flame. Plug and Play thoughtfully performed the honors.  Being by this time a small flame and Plug having consumed adequate amounts of beer, he was able to handle this task by himself.

The OnOn
The OnOn was again at the Three Alleys Pub.

On On On

Hare Raiser:

DAY

START

RUN

DATE

HARE

LOCATION

Wednesday

18:30

1688 6-Aug-03

DODIC

Grand Hyatt

HARE’s goal is to get your Site Directions to the HONSEC two (2) weeks ahead of time.  This will allow the HONSEC to provide the directions at the FIRE the week before you set your devious trail.  If you cannot hare on your assigned date, it is YOUR responsibility to find a substitute and to inform the HONSEC.


For the sake of everyone, please read this before the next time you hare:
"So You Want to Be a Hare" Pointers & Traditions

Assigned Run Responsibilities & Other Events:

DODIC 6-Aug
Cummitee Meeting - Monday, 7:00 PM, August 9, Three Alleys
LeperCon 13-Aug
OB1 20-Aug

Jockstrap 27-Aug

JM DODIC 1- Nov 1700th Run
Farty Breath 8-Nov
Marco Smegma 29-Nov

 This Week's Hymn: 

 Prior Weeks' Trash:
Run 1686: Rover's Live Hare Run
Run 1685: Twin Cheeks' Twin Birthdays Run
Run 1684: Farty Breath's Thanksgiving for Independence Run
Run 1683: ShiTonya's and Ammo's Piss Off at Gichajon
Run 1682: Ultimate OnIn +33 Years w/ Kimchi Marine
Run 1681: OnBack to Duck Soup
Run 1680: 31 Years Old - and Wet!
Run 1679: Rover's Naksan Romp
Run 1678: ShiTonya's Shortcut

  Run 1677: HATROK behind the Seoul Arts Center
Run 1676: Turnover at Ground Zero Run
Run 1675: Worm's Wet Dream Run
Run 1674: Ammo's 2 Rounds Down Run

Run 1673: Shillae's Olympic Run
Run 1672: 4W (Wrong Way Which Way) Run

Run 1671: Farty Breath's Cheery Cherry Bosoms
Run 1670: Ammo's Bloomin' Heights
Run 1669: Shocking Architecture & Awesome Scenery
 Run 1668: JollyBali Wooded Adventure
Run 1665: Slopes and Suds about Namsan
 Run 1664: Mud, Sweat & Beers at Susaek
Run 1663: Blank Space's Yongsan Tour
Run 1662: Rover & Worm's Dog Rib Moon
Run 1661: Farty Breath's B-Day +1
Run 1660: Ammo's Revenge
Run 1658: Three Stogies to the Wind
Run 1657: Orange Anthrax Wonderland
Run 1656: Hares in the Snow

Run 1654: Faceplant's Return to Farewell
Run 1653: Rawhide's Farewell Run
Run 1652: Gwacheon
Run 1651: Yuseondo

Run 1650: Way Up North Nth Run
Run 1649: North of Isle of Death

Fine Print: Opinions expressed herein are strictly intended for stupid entertainment and if you are offended, unread what you have read and you will be ok.  Diatribes contained herein are not the official policy of any organization, individual, or deity other than the Grand Master of the Hash! The HonSec is not responsible for his actions or mistakes herein!