A question was posed, recently, on one of Thailand’s most popular web forums. A popular author, to that forum, decided to engage us in a discussion about “Who’s a Whore.” The debate raged on for days and most of the protagonists voiced their opinions strongly about what, in their esteemed view, constitutes a woman being a whore and whether, or not, it’s a proper or reasonable term, to be using in the first place. Who is a whore indeed? I decided look at the posing of that question from a slightly different perspective because it illuminates a rather interesting and, perhaps unique, aspect encountered within the machinations of the world of whoring here in Thailand. Before I go on, I would like to first make it clear that I understand that everyone has got their own take on what, or who, can be classed as a whore; it’s not just a black and white scenario. There are many shades of grey in-between the dictionary’s sanitized description; that interpretation being something about a sex service provider being paid for her time and services.
There are some men who ascribe to the theory that all women are whores, it’s just a matter of degrees. Certainly the idea that a woman is willing to provide her sexual favours, to the best possible male provider, goes back to the days when we were all running about in bear skins. Their primeval instinct for food, clothing and shelter remains unchanged. A man’s primeval urge to procreate (read ejaculate) remains unchanged. For that reason, and that alone, there will always be a place for the world’s oldest profession on this planet.
I think most of us can accept the idea that, by strict definition, a lady that provides sexual favors, or services, for direct monetary compensation can be described as a whore. It’s the black and white scenario which, when put to use in most regions of the world, affords a man an uncomplicated way of getting a load of his mind, so to speak. It’s direct and it’s convenient. You pay your money, do the business and move on. Unless, of course, if you happen to be in Thailand; a place where things are rarely direct and uncomplicated.
It appears that a rather strange phenomena, largely unique to Thailand, has arisen where the hotter looking whore’s have created a hierarchal world, within the realms of whoredom, which mirrors the social interplay one might encounter when approaching women in a non-whoring situation. Just because you’ve got a pocket full of cash doesn’t necessarily mean that you’re going to get the pick of the hottest looking whores in any of the bars, or night clubs, you go to here. If you don’t measure up in terms of physical appearance, or dress, there’s a very real likelihood that you’ll be snubbed or, worse, completely ignored. To put it bluntly, these whores have ATTITUDE.
This situation, of course, challenges the very notion of what the function of whoring is about in the first place; the easy and convenient method of getting shag without the anxiety, or added pressures, one might encounter when pursuing a lady in a non-whoring situation. It introduces elements of doubt into the equation. What you may have thought would simply be a cash for sex transaction becomes something entirely else again. The hotter looking whores, the one’s with attitude, will pick who they want to shag thank you very much.
Who, this odd system, serves to benefit is anyone’s guess. One thing you can be sure of though is that it’s not the punters’ lining up to shag the hottest looking whores in Thailand. Market forces, being what they are, will ensure that the demand for the hottest whores will see them rejecting the approaches of those they deem unworthy of their presence. It’s a rather ridiculous fantasy world, within the fantasy world of whoring in Thailand, which, quite often, relegates the older, overweight, and badly presented monger to the scrap heap of the snubbed and rejected. More often than not, they will need to lower their expectations when making a final selection for the night.
This uniquely Thai phenomenon – the whore with attitude – is normally encountered at the more popular go-go bars or the better freelancer venues such as Q Bar and CM2, in Bangkok. Seasoned mongers, or long term resident expats, generally have a better understanding of how this ‘Alice In Wonderland’ world, of the whore with attitude, all seems to work. Newcomers, thinking that they’ve always got the girl they wanted, are only getting the girl that allowed herself to be picked up.
If you go to any of the above mentioned locations, and take a moment to observe what’s actually happening, you’ll see some intricate tactics going on. The fact is the girls will choose you, as much as you choose them, by placing themselves in your general vicinity, establishing eye contact and making themselves available to your approach. Those that want to avoid being approached, by punters considered unworthy, will relocate to a different part of the bar or night club.
In one of my earlier submissions I mentioned the sponsorship setup that many of the hotter freelancers have; they can often have multiple sponsors sending them enough each month so that there is really no pressure for them to just go with anyone that happens to approach them. They’ll be the ones that decide who they’re going to spend the night with and their selection usually is based on a combination of the punter’s physical presentation and the ability to pay the demanded rate (whore’s with attitude will generally consider themselves to have a higher price tag).
Some time ago I spent the night with a ‘whore with attitude’ that I’d been allowed to pick up at CM2. She was the typical up market Bangkok freelancer, or so she thought, with a fair complexion, of a taller stature and a well endowed cleavage. On the way back to the hotel I was informed that she didn’t work all that often, due to the fact that she had a couple of ‘sugar daddies’ overseas, and I’d been given the priveledge of giving her a seeing to because she was feeling horny. I should be so lucky!
Another location with an abundance of whore’s with attitude is Q Bar, in Bangkok. A couple of recent visits there reinforced the premise of the whore with attitude. My first visit was unplanned. I turned up there in a pair of jeans and a rugby jumper. Needless to say, my presence was barely noticed by those that consider themselves the elite of Bangkok’s hierarchy of whoredom. The next night I presented myself wearing my weekend millionaire’s attire and, after flashing a handful of thousand baht notes while paying for my drink, was soon smiling at, and making eye contact with, a number of the ‘elite’. This of course is the complete and utter absurdity of the Bangkok whoring scene. Regardless of how hot, or elite, these ladies think they might be, they’ll never be as hot as the hottest non-whoring girls that can be seen at Siam Paragon, etc. Of course, in their little fantasy world, they don’t consider themselves to be whore’s. They’re just working and you’re just paying them for the privilege of being allowed to spend a few hours with them.
The ultimate location, for Thai whores with attitude, used to be the Top Ten night club at Orchard Towers in Singapore. Some of the hottest there thought they had a status that rivaled movie stars. I guess it had a lot to do with the fact that they were making anywhere in the vicinity of 500 -700 Singapore dollars a night and the over abundance of cashed up, horny punters meant that the hottest got to pick who they wanted to go with. Now I don’t have any particular gripe with what they do but sometimes when a girl that is obviously off some rice farm up in the Northeast of Thailand has an attitude that becomes obnoxious, then something’s got to give. On this particular night I was playing a few games of pool at the front bar of Top Ten (back in the days before it became top five). I’d put my beer on the bar and, after playing a couple of shots, I moved to pick up my beer again. A number of whores with attitude were standing in front of the area where my beer was positioned so I politely said ‘excuse me’. A couple of them moved but one wouldn’t. I said excuse me again and she still wouldn’t budge so I tried to push my way past. She turned with her nose in the air and said ‘get away’ or something to that effect. Big mistake on her part because she’d forgotten that we weren’t in Thailand and that there’s no backup up from a local mafia or the boys in brown. Given the same situation back in Thailand most farang, including myself, would try to avoid any escalation of the situation. Because it was Singapore though, it was much more of a level playing field. I smiled, leaned towards her and said, in my best semblance of Thai “pooying mai mee suparp dikwa khun gep bpai chao naa te isaan. U te baan fan khun kap rot moto sai”. This roughly translates into “You’ve got no manners lady. Better that you go back to your rice farm, in Isaan, and stay with your motor bike taxi driver boyfriend”. I’d pay money to see that look on her face again. The haughty attitude replaced by some serious loss of face. Some of the other non Isaan girls started laughing – which made her cutting down to size even more complete – and reinforced my theory that, when it comes to whoring, there’s only competitors. As I grabbed my beer, the tears started to flow and, with her head bowed, she made her way out of the bar. Some may say I was a bit too hard on her. Perhaps? When you’ve had to turn the other cheek too many times though, back in Thailand, it tends to give one a less forgiving mindset when afforded the opportunity to get some payback.
There’s a time and a place for whores with attitude. The time is every night and the place is Bangkok.