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Family Money: The Double Standard
By Leslie Wright,
managing director of Westminster Portfolio Services (Thailand) Ltd.
The rationale usually given by apologists for the
two-tiered pricing phenomenon to be found at most tourist destinations
in Thailand is that we foreigners do not pay taxes, so it is only proper
that we should pay more than Thai citizens to visit establishments of
interest maintained from the public purse.
This argument is of course fatuous, inasmuch as those of us who are
living and working legally in Thailand do pay income tax to the local
authorities. In fact, a legally-working expatriate pays more tax each
month than most Thai employees pay in a year. This being so, there would
seem to be a sound argument for giving those foreigners holding
legitimate Tax I.D. Cards a discount for visiting historic sites, rather
than imposing a surcharge! This of course is not going to happen, and it
would be naive to imagine it will.
Freedom of Choice
We all make choices either consciously or unconsciously every day. Having
made the fairly major decision of choosing to visit or live here - for
whatever reasons - it is going to be far easier to enjoy the many
benefits and positive aspects of this country and accept the negative
ones (from our cultural perspective) if one tries to understand what may
have led to the double standard we encounter every day, rather than
continually carp about it.
Above & below
A study by a German psychologist who had lived here for many years points
out that in all Thai relationships there is an inferior-superior
relationship. Hence Thais do not make friendships in the same sense that
most Westerners do: there is inherently some element of dependency in
all one-on-one relationships. Upon meeting a new acquaintance, Thais
quickly establish with a few subtle questions which of the two is
inherently the superior, and which is the inferior. Thais are taught
from an early age to recognise these fine shades of class distinction,
to the point that it becomes second nature.
Class distinction may be anathema to Westerners, who might like to
pretend that everyone is equal - even though we know deep down that
everyone is not. In fact, Westerners deduce a great deal about someone’s
relative social standing by that person’s accent, speech patterns and
behaviour. No comment may be made, but the information is filed away
nonetheless.
Thais, on the other hand, are perhaps more pragmatic about such matters.
Patronage has become an important part of Thai culture: hence a socially
better-placed person is expected to provide for those less well-placed.
Similarly with most Thai-farang relationships. We are perceived by most
Thais as being inherently better off financially, simply because we can
afford to come here - and money is the guiding light to nearly all
relationships in Thailand.
So in a Thai-farang situation, the less well-off person (which by local
perceptions is usually the Thai) is simply acknowledging your superior
position by ordering the most expensive items on the menu, or expecting
you to pick up the bill every time you go out together. You are, by
local cultural standards, being given face.
In fact, you would lose face by expecting to split the bill - unless of
course you’re out with a socially-prominent Thai, to whom face has to be
given by allowing him to pick up the bill. Similarly, the Thai bar-girl
(or bar-boy) you just met will ask a litany of questions which may seem
to be for getting to know you: “What you name? Where you from? You first
visit Thailand? Which hotel you stay? How long you stay Thailand?” In
fact, these questions are for sizing you up, and the size of the tip she
or he is likely to receive, and what chance she or he has of
establishing a longer-term (even if long-distance) relationship.
Business relationships
It would seem that most relationships between Thais and farangs are built
on what cynics would regard as a purely commercial basis. In many cases
financial security (for the shorter or longer term) is being gained in
exchange for services of one form or another. Money is exchanged for
time spent with you - whether this be for an hour or a lifetime.
Remember that you can always earn more money, while youth can never be
recouped. Who, therefore, is giving the more valuable commodity to the
other?
In a culture where sanuk (fun) is so important to every activity, and
you have expended the time, effort and expense (even if it’s only a bus
fare) to visit some place of interest which happens to practise the
two-tiered pricing system, it seems incomprehensibly ridiculous to most
Thais that you would then make such a fuss about shelling out a paltry
additional twenty or thirty baht to go into the place you’ve already
come some distance to see.
Getting into a heated discussion on the subject merely raises your blood
pressure, lowers your enjoyment, and loses you face in the eyes of all
local observers. It rarely succeeds in changing the entry fee. Also, it
is hardly fair to harangue the luckless ticket vendor (especially in a
language which he almost certainly poorly understands); he doesn’t make
the policy rules, he is simply doing his poorly-paid job in applying
them. And when he seems to be ignoring your increasing vehemence, he is
not showing you indifference or arrogant superiority - on the contrary,
he is embarrassed and would do almost anything to avoid confrontation.
He would probably like to run away from the danger your anger represents
to his well-being, but must, however, stay there to keep his job, which
is vital to supporting his family.
So each time you have to pay more than your Thai companion to visit a
place of interest, it may be easier on your blood pressure to smile, pay
up graciously and enjoy your visit content in the knowledge that you are
not being exploited, you are being given face.
Snap Shots: How to shoot great black and white
by Harry Flashman
The early commercially available film was black and
white, until the colour revolution of a couple of decades ago. When you
could get your snaps back in bright colour, no-one wanted to shoot in
black and white (B&W) any more, other than a hard core band of
photographers who could appreciate the stark contrasts that B&W could
give, without the distraction of colour. Anyone who has seen Ansel
Adam’s prints will attest to that.
Yosemite-Ansel
Adams
However, like all things that seem easy, there can be some tricks for
the unknowing, or traps for the unwary. The concept hinges on a
condition called “reflectance”, which determines the “grey” saturation
of any colour as depicted in a black and white print. Imagine if you
will, a red boat against a blue background. If both have the same degree
of reflectance, then the B&W film will produce two very similar shades
of grey. In colour, you have a vivid contrast, but in B&W you are going
to end up with a grey boat against a grey background. No contrast at
all.
The answer to this apparent conundrum lies upon being able to alter the
relative reflectances of the different colours in the scene. If you
could make the red stand out more, as far as the film in the camera was
concerned, then you would get a different shade of grey between the boat
and the background. This is, fortunately, not all that difficult.
The trick requires filters. Not the crossed star, soft focus or centre
spot type filters, but coloured filters, with the usual ones being red,
yellow and green. What these coloured filters do is to let the light
reflected from its own colour to pass freely through the filter, but
other colours are “held back” to various degrees. In this way, for
example, using the red filter, the light from the red boat passes
through more easily, while the blue background is held back. The final
effect is a light grey boat against a dark grey background. Even more
simply, the more light that gets through, the lighter the shade of grey.
Use of a green filter when taking a landscape also produces a stronger
variation of the greys resulting from the different green shades. To
increase the effect even further, add a polarizer to the coloured filter
and you will really get some contrasting shades in the final B&W print.
The next step requires a little judgement, and need I say it, some
practice beforehand. The total effect is difficult to predict because of
the many factors that may alter the reflectance, but prior
experimentation will take away some of the guesswork. As in all things,
practice makes perfect.
Now while so far it sounds as if all you have to do is to screw on a
couple of coloured filters and you become the 21st century’s answer to
Ansel Adams, there is another factor to consider. All these coloured
filters require an increase in exposure times to get enough light on to
the film emulsion. A deep red could require 2 times the usual exposure
(called 2 “stops”), denoted by a 4X. At this stage just believe me that
you halve the “X” factor to get the number of stops!
The upshot of all this is that you can end up with a shutter speed of
around 1/8th of a second or even slower, particularly if you are
shooting with a tiny aperture of say f22 to get good depth of field.
This is far too slow to hand hold the camera. The fix? It’s called a
tripod. Ansel Adams used one, and so should you if you want those pin
sharp black and white images worthy of archiving.
So that’s the story of B&W. Use “contrast” coloured filters, use a
tripod and get great B&W prints. Remember that you can get B&W films now
that can be processed in C41 colour chemistry, so you can get your
pictures done at your favourite photo processing outlet.
Modern Medicine: How much is too much?
by Dr Iain Corness, Consultant
My next door neighbours have a concession on Jomtien
Beach. You know, the usual beach chairs and tables, umbrellas and
drinks. They also have what is probably Thailand’s oldest truck. It is
around 50 years old and crawls down the street every morning and
evening, laden down with ice, bottles and deck chairs. Many times I have
had to help the old nail into the driveway as it has wheezed to a halt
half way in. But it continues to stagger on. Good enough for the job it
has to do. After all, it is 50 years old.
Every morning I also see the joggers along Jomtien Beach as I go to the
office. These days they appear to be predominantly American ladies of
that “certain age” held together anatomically by leotard and lycra, or
even older men doing what I call the “cardiac shuffle” having been
advised by their doctors to get some exercise following their heart
attack. I also ponder in the mornings as to whether these people are
really going (jogging) down the right track?
The question, “How much exercise should I do, Doc?” is one that I have
had to parry all my medical life. When I was a young buck it was easy.
“You can’t get too much of it,” was my usual reply (and that just about
covered everything in life!). However, now being ten years older than my
neighbour’s truck I tend to be a little more conservative. More and more
I have learned to look at the animal kingdom for a pointer.
What is the difference between your new puppy and the old dog it
replaced? Or the kitten and the 14-year-old tabby? Or the lion cub and
the lord of the pride? One thing is for certain, the older animal is
less active than the younger, exercises less and sleeps more. If we
accept that the older members of the animal kingdom have not been
advised by their doctors to train for the Octogenarian Olympics, whose
advice are they following? Nature, that’s who. Mother Nature has told
the old lion to lie under the tree.
Now with regard to the human animal, is Mother Nature wrong, or are the
doctors on the wrong track? Actually neither is “wrong” - the
correctness comes in the sensible application of advice, be that coming
from within yourself or given to you. Your body, by the time it is as
old as my neighbour’s truck has already told you to slow down somewhat.
Even in the “what you used to do all night now takes you all night to
do” department. This is all very natural.
However, we do also know that activity is good for you, and even
protective against some of the more terminal conditions that we can get,
like the aforementioned heart attacks. So, sounds like jogging is good
for you at any age. Not necessarily so! The secret is in the balance.
As we get older, we must stay “active” both physically and mentally.
Staying “active” does not mean pushing your 50+ year old joints beyond
the limits that Mother Nature intended. It really is all things in
moderation. Think about it.
Dear
Helter Skelter Hillary,
My life is in a downward spiral. I live in the UK and my husband
provides me with all the material possessions I could desire. He is also
a flop in bed, but I sleep with him once or twice a week to keep him
happy. I’m sure as a woman you can understand my urges. I craved
satisfaction and started to sleep with my husband’s best friend xxxxxx
who does more than satisfy my needs. Recently xxxxxx said he could no
longer sleep with me as he valued his friendship with my husband more
than our night’s of passion and that he was going to Pattaya to forget
about me. The fortnight he was away was torturous. I even started to
sleep with my husband more. I knew when xxxxxx was set to return, and
once he came home I forced myself upon him and again I was satisfied.
That was nearly 2 weeks ago it appears that xxxxxx has given me a
special surprise. I get an intense burning feeling when I urinate and
there appears to be a strange green discharge from my “little lady”.
What should I do?
Unfaithful Ursuala (sic)
Dear Unfaithful Ursuala,
Your letter has a certain familiar theme running through it, Petal.
Guilt Ridden Garfied (Vol IX number 46) had a very similar problem, but
from the other side of the coin. In fact, if you haven’t met each other,
then perhaps you should and swap path lab results. As far as what should
you do, have you thought about “safe sex” for starters? Secondly,
bedding best friends is never a smart move and must end up in tears.
Thirdly, is that really how you spell Ursula? Sometimes I despair for
the English language.
Dear Hillary,
Dick is not alone. I am in love with the Boots Pharmacist too and fully
intend to follow your sound advice.
William
Dear William,
Sales of toothpaste at Boots must be at an all time high. I wish both
Dick and yourself all the luck in the world, and may the best man win.
The loser can, of course, be best man (at the wedding). Perhaps Hillary
should alert the poor girl, before she becomes inundated with errant
swains clutching tubes of toothpaste and asking for Love Potion Number
9.
Dear Hillary,
I come from a cold country and I find the weather in Thailand very hot.
I can put up with it during the day, but when I go to bed this is a
problem, so I always sleep with the air conditioner on in my room. This
way it is more like my home and I sleep better. The problem comes if I
take a Thai lady home for the night. They always complain that it is too
cold and want me to switch it off and open the windows. That makes it OK
for them, but not for me as it gets too hot and the mosquitoes like my
white skin. Can you help me with this problem?
Harry the Hot one
Dear Hot Harry,
There is one simple answer - have you tried sleeping on your own? Or
even try a fan on your side of the bed and a mosquito net. Failing that
you could always take a lady home from your own country, but you’re
probably running away from one of those already, eh, Petal?
Dear Hillary,
I am a neat and tidy person and have been all my life (I am 46 years
old). My first wife in the UK was also very neat and we got along well
until she left unexpectedly and I still don’t know why. I have got over
that now and I have come over here to retire and have met a nice Thai
lady who lives with me and looks after me very well, other than one
thing - she is most untidy. She does not seem to understand how I like
my sock drawer filled, and unless I tell her she does not pick up my
clothes and put them in the laundry basket. What is worse, after cooking
the meal she will leave the dishes beside the cooker till next time she
cooks. Hillary, are all Thai women like this or have I just got a sloppy
one?
Neat Norman
Dear Neat Norman,
I am sorry, Petal, but I’m not in the slightest sorry for you! You are
not looking for a wife, you are looking for a slave. I wonder why your
first wife left you? Probably unable to keep the sock drawer neat one
day and ran off in shame! You men! Why do you think your lady friend
should do everything for you? Have you tried putting your own dirty
washing in the laundry basket? Your lady is also probably thinking, “Are
all UK men like this, or have I just got a sloppy one?” If you want a
woman, any woman, to share in your life, then you have to share too,
Neolithic Norman. Share some of the domestic drudge - or get a maid,
heavens knows, they’re cheap enough! Just send her to sock drawer
filling lessons before she starts.
GRAPEVINE
GEOC Awards
Grapevine Eating Out Collective (GEOC) offers its personal choice of
particularly good eating venues based on visits over the past year. We
certainly have not been to every commendable restaurant and,
incidentally, visits are made incognito and all meals are paid for. In
general, we believe the choice of dining in Pattaya continues to
improve. At least twenty new restaurants have opened this year in all
price ranges. In 2001, we note that several old stalwarts have
maintained their premier positions, but there are some new additions.
GEOC judges a place essentially on price and quality but also on service
and customer care. No point, for example, in looking at great food if
you have to ask repeatedly for a knife and fork or have to suffer
blaring music designed to please the staff rather than the customers. We
also mark down places which charge for glasses of water or slices of
bread, or which are favored by drunks or have managers who resent
constructive criticism after it has been requested. If you are asked
whether you have enjoyed your paid meal, no harm in expressing an
opinion.
Best English Breakfast
We like Palmer’s number three in Pattayaland Soi Two where, unusually,
the eggs are served on the toast and The Pig and Whistle in Soi Seven
although the latter does not include tea or coffee in the listed price.
We doubt you can beat Greg’s Kitchen for a full English at 130 baht and
we award this the best breakfast in Pattaya. The best in Jomtien in our
opinion is Yorkie’s Pork Platter gutbuster at 150 baht but you gotta be
real hungry. It’s usually a pleasure by the way to see the ample Norman
tucking in to his own food. And his pork pies have no equal in our
judgment.
Best English Restaurant
Baht for baht, the Sunday roasts at Rising Sun in soi Yamoto are spot
on. If you are looking for an English pub atmosphere, the blue ribband
goes to The Pig and Whistle which is deservedly busy most nights and
serves, we think, the best fish and chips in town. The crispy batter has
no equal. The Carvery at Shenanigans is top of the line, and will
satisfy even the hungriest of appetites. If you prefer a traditional
venue, then you’ll be back to Greg’s Kitchen and its comprehensive menu
and consistent quality. This is the only place we have seen trenchermen
tucking into steak and chips at 9.30 in the morning.
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Best European Restaurants
Of the new crop of French restaurants, we favor Chez Maman on
Pattaya Klang with the daily special at 180 baht an excellent
choice. The chef’s personal attention is a big plus too. But we are
giving the golden award this year to Au Bon Coin in Soi Five if only
for its outstanding steaks, sauces and desserts. Also, the garden
environment of this restaurant is a unique delight. Pattaya is flush
with Italian eating houses and our prime choice again this year is
Pan Pan out on the road to Jomtien. Try their thin crust pizzas and
unbeatable pastries by the way. Another excellent choice is Duilio’s
near Foodland (which also offers efficient home delivery). On the
German front, we’re sticking for the second year running with Zum
Simple, wonderful pan fried potatoes incidentally, which
additionally offers a quite exceptional chicken curry.International
Dining
At the higher price range, Bruno’s in North Pattaya still can’t be
beaten, we think, if you are looking for elegant dining and first
class attention by staff who know what they are about. At the medium
price range, we award first prize to the Amor Restaurant near
Pattayaland Soi Three. Here you find perhaps the most extensive
international menu in Pattaya supervised by the eagle eyed and
jovial Richard. And the varied dessert menu (and not based on ice
cream either) is far and away the most impressive in town. Certainly
worthy of high praise is Mata Hari on Second Road, international
cuisine with an Indonesian touch if you so desire. Incidentally, for
farangs wanting to try Thai food, the best choice in our opinion is
Somsak in Soi One. No matter how busy it is, you never have to wait
overly long.
Economical Eating
La Petite Planete, in the Day and Night soi, does a daily special
for 130 baht, including dessert, which has really caught on. So many
customers can’t be wrong. We also recommend the buffet at White
Night near Sunee Plaza which is always good value at 170 baht and
sometimes exceptional, especially if pumpkin soup or liver and
onions are on the menu. Further afield, Seaside Two in Soi
Chayaipool is the best breakfast, lunch or dinner at really knock
down prices. No nonsense, just value for money. If you are snacking,
then do try Delices de France in the Big C complex and check for
their discounted daily offers. For cheap and yummy Thai food, go for
Frau Pattaya at the beginning of the Third Road near the beach. But
wherever you go, Happy Eating in 2002. |
Guide to buying a large
dog: Norwegian Elkhound
by C.
Schloemer
Good points: intelligent and alert, good household
pet, lacks doggie odour, reliable with children, sensible guard dog
Take heed: needs firm but gentle discipline in puppyhood, thrives on
plenty of vigorous exercise
A hunter always, and a roamer with hardy men, comrade to Vikings, and
guardian of lonely farms, the Norwegian Elkhound comes down to us through
more than six millennia with all of its Nordic traits untainted. A fearless
but friendly dog, he makes a loyal and devoted friend to a lucky owner.
Particularly admired for its patience to keep prey at bay without attacking,
the Elkhound is also a fine tracker. Its trustworthy nature ensures a good
choice for family life, and a reliable watchdog. Although not well known in
many countries, this breed was not squeezed into a preconceived standard,
therefore retains its structure and rare beauty.
Built for stamina, and most happy in open spaces or rugged countryside, this
dog is not an apartment dweller. His engaging and sensitive qualities as a
protector and companion also make him ideal as a household pet. Owners are
especially pleased that this dog lacks any particular ‘doggie’ odour.
Size: Height at shoulder: dog 52 cm, bitch 49.5 cm Weight: dog 22.7
kg, bitch 19cm
Exercise: It is essential that this breed gets ample exercise in open
spaces to stay healthy.
Grooming: Daily brushing and combing is recommended
Origin and history: The job of the Elkhound was to seek out the elk and hold
it at bay until its master moved in for the kill. It has existed in Norway
for centuries. We read of the Elkhound in sagas, and find his remains by the
side of his Viking master along with the Viking’s weapons, sure proof of the
esteem in which he was held.
In the Vista Cave at Jaeren in western Norway, his skeleton was uncovered
among the stone stratum dating from 4,000 BC to 5000 BC.
In the 19th century Captain Lloyd, an English sportswriter, devoted his
leisure to the description of bear hunting in Norway, and from that time on,
everyone who has seen the Elkhound work in the forests of his native land
has added to its praise.
An exceedingly versatile dog, developed through constant contact with man in
the pursuit of game, it was not until 1877 that the breed came to be
considered from an exhibition point of view. In that year the Norwegian
Hunter’s Association held its first show and shortly afterwards, pedigrees
were established.
At the turn of the next century, the breed was making rapid progress, and
the Elkhound came into its own as Norway’s great contribution to the world
of dogs. Today’s Elkhound has been tailored to meet the ideal decided by
various Norwegian clubs and societies, and has become its national breed.
There is a miniature variety which is rarely seen outside Scandinavia, from
which the puffin hunting Lundehund was derived.
Shaman’s Rattle: Chenrezig the Buddha of Compassion
by Marion
At a time when many Western religions are in decline,
Buddhism defies that trend and is spreading. Is there something that the
East knows which the West has forgotten?
In the mid 1900s little was known about Tibetan Buddhism. Perhaps the cruel
Chinese invasion of Tibet in the 1950s and repression of Tibetan Buddhism
and culture there was a blessing in disguise for the Western world, for
fleeing Tibetan masters brought with them the wisdom and compassionate
teachings of the Tibetan Tradition of Mahayana Buddhism.
Geshe
Tashi Tsering
Lama Surya Das (the most highly trained American Lama in the Tibetan
Tradition) tells us of the amazing prophecies about the future Tibetans and
the spread of their Buddhism to the West in his book, “Awakening The Buddha
Within, Tibetan Wisdom for the Western World.” The Indian Guru who first
bought Buddhism to Tibet in the eighth century, Padma Sambhhava, predicted,
“When the iron bird flies, and horses run on wheels, the Tibetan people will
be scattered like ants across the World, and the Dharma will come to the
land of red-faced people.”
This is one prophecy that has come about. Tibetan Buddhism has indeed
travelled far from the stony forbidding mountains of Tibet. In a
dissemination made possible by “the iron bird that flies,” a centre for
Buddhist study, meditation and retreat has developed in the sub tropical
hills of Queensland, Australia.
How did it happen that Chenrezig was one of the first centres of Tibetan
Buddhism to be established in the western world? In 1974 two Tibetan
Buddhist Lamas held a meditation course in the nearby Diamond Valley in the
Sunshine Coast hinterland. During the month long course led by Lama Tauten
Yeshe and Lama Zopa Rimpoche, students decided they wanted the opportunity
for ongoing study. The property was donated by four of the students so a
meditation centre could be built. Over the last 27 years it has become the
Chenrezig Institute, a flourishing community of nuns, monks and lay people.
It takes it name from Chenrezig the Buddha of Compassion who embodies the
compassionate wisdom of all the Buddhas.
The goal of Chenrezig Institute (as indeed is Mahayana Buddhist philosophy)
is to teach Tibetan Buddhism and meditation to as many people as possible,
thereby helping them to transform their lives so they can benefit others and
realize ultimate happiness. When you visit you are impressed by the
magnificent trees, the luxuriant plants, birds and wildlife and the heady,
overriding, opulent smell of jasmine that is almost tactile. Marvelling at
the peace and serenity of the now reforested hills it is extremely difficult
to imagine that in 1970 it was all bare, the trees felled and the ground
cleared. The transformation from exposed cattle grazing pasture to lush,
tropical retreat centre was achieved by the effort of volunteer students
over many years.
One volunteer, who intended only to come to Australia to earn some money for
nine months initially, is builder and current institute director Colin
Crosby who is still there 27years later. In 1970 as a 20 year old just
itching to leave the violence of Edinburgh in his hometown in Scotland, he
traveled as far away as he could to Nepal where he met Lama Zopa Rimpoche.
Colin spent eleven months in Nepal. The first ten years of his association
with the lamas though was spent in intellectual sparring. “Non violence as
an attitude just didn’t gel when you come from a violent background of
street gangs and soccer and discos. By the time I was 12 I decided the whole
problem was the church so I never had anything to do with it. When I first
met Lama Zopa Rimpoche I was 20 and he was 24. I never felt so uncomfortable
in my life with anybody. He was light years ahead, out of this world so pure
and holy.”
Asked to define Chenrezig, Colin said, “You wouldn’t describe Chenrezig as a
monastery; it’s a cross between a uni campus, a monastery and a commune. It
has, however, been established as the best Tibetan Buddhist teaching centre
in the Southern Hemisphere. The mission is to be a centre for learning,
retreat, community and service following the Mahayana Buddhist tradition.
The goal of Chenrezig is to support the spiritual development of all people
in an environment of universal responsibility, wisdom and compassion.
“Our resident Tibetan lama, Geshe Tashi Tsering, is a skilled teacher who
has attained the highest level of education in the Tibetan monastic system.
The title Geshe is equivalent to a Doctorate awarded after 20 years of
study. He is supported by experienced western teachers and nuns. Visitors to
Chenrezig Institute are welcomed and are invited to participate in the
Spiritual Programme which features courses, retreats, talks, guided
meditations and discussions.”
Chenrezig Institute provides the perfect environment for those needing a
peaceful retreat from the world. It is situated on 160 acres of forest and
there are bushwalks to rainforest-lined creeks and rock pools. Mahayana
Buddhism is a more colourful form of Buddhism and dedicated to the
enlightenment of all beings, not just the enlightenment of self. The
community there reflects that and is more social; there are no rule of
silence and no obligation to attend any of the lectures.
People of all nationalities meet in Lama Yeshe’s Big Love Cafe to talk and
share the inexpensive delicious vegetarian food. Visitors are free to
participate in the programme, make use of an extensive library of books and
videos, or simply unwind and enjoy wandering in the beautiful gardens and
exploring the unspoiled bush. There is no compulsion to meditate it seems to
happen naturally, though there are sessions on guided meditation available
which are an uplifting experience. Comfortable simple budget accommodation
is available in small dormitories or shared rooms.
Visitors to Chenrezig Institute while there are requested only to follow the
five basic Buddhist precepts, for not harming others:
1. Not killing any living being (including insects).
2. Not stealing or using anything without permission.
3. Not lying.
4. No sexual misconduct.
5. No intoxicants (alcohol or drugs).
Students of Buddhism can organize private retreats, with help available
for practice from the nuns (sangha). For those fortunate enough to visit
Chenrezig the experience is conducive to instilling a mental clarity and
personal serenity, a rare opportunity in our busy lives. More information
can be obtained from the website, www.chenrezig.com.au To learn more about
Tibetan Buddhism recommended books are “Awakening The Buddha Within, Tibetan
Wisdom for the Western World” by Lama Surya Das, ISBN- 0-73380-073-4, and
“How to Meditate, A Practical Guide.” By Kathleen McDonald (A Tibetan
Buddhist nun) ISBN - 086171-009 6.
Animal Crackers: Indian and Malaysian Civets
by Mirin MacCarthy
What is the connection between a wild civet and the world
perfume industry? Smelly glands near their bottoms, that’s what! All civets
have these scent-producing glands, located in a double pouch near the
genitals. The fatty yellow secretion of these glands has a distinctive musky
smell and is used for territorial marking. However, this substance, known as
civet, is used as a perfume fixative and in some parts of the world, animals
are even kept for civet production and it is “milked” from captive animals
every 14 to 20 days.
Civets are not cats, although the civet family is related to the cat family,
but that is as far as it gets. They are two different species. Civets are
classified in the phylum Chordata, subphylum Vertebrata, class Mammalia,
order Carnivora, family Viverridae. Most civets do have cat-like bodies,
long tails, and weasel-like faces. Their fur may be grey or brown, and may
be marked in various patterns.
The ground-living, or true, civets form a distinctive group within the
family and these animals need a highly carnivorous diet. Most have dark
spots and ringed tails. They include several Asian species (genus Viverra)
and one African species (Civettictis civetta). The best known is the Indian
civet from which most of the civet for perfume comes from. It has tawny fur
with black spots and black bands on the tail. These civets grow up to 76 cm
long, and have a 42 cm tail, and are about 38 cm high at the shoulder.
Larger than the domestic cat, the Indian civet weighs up to 11 kg. Its musk
glands are greatly enlarged.
Other ground-living civets are called linsangs and genets. The palm civets
form another distinct group within the civet family. These are tree-living
(arboreal), and are largely fruit-eating animals of Africa and Asia, and are
classified in several genera. The North American spotted skunk is sometimes
popularly called a civet but is not closely related to them.
The Malaysian civet is found on the Malay Peninsula in the islands of
Sumatra, Bangka, Borneo, Rhio Archipelago, and in the Philippines. They live
in a variety of habitats, such as forests, brush, and grasslands and are
ground livers, though they are proficient climbers should the need arise.
These civets grow to around 58.5-95 cm plus a tail length of 30-42 cm. Their
weight ranges from 5-11 kg. They are grey in colour with black spots all
over arranged in rows. The tail is banded, and their necks have three black
stripes and two white stripes along the sides. The black hair along their
back is longer and forms a mane. Their feet are also black.
Although Malaysian civets are considered to be carnivorous, eating mainly
small mammals, birds, snakes, frogs, and insects, they will also eat eggs
and fruit when the opportunity (or hunger) arises.
The Malaysian civet is nocturnal and solitary. They mark their territory
with the civet secretions from their perianal glands. They can also squirt
this secretion like a skunk when frightened. Females generally have two
litters of between 1 to 4 young each year. The litters are born in dense
protective vegetation or in a burrow in the ground and are weaned at one
month old.
But who would have ever thought that the smelly civet would become an
important part of the perfume industry!
The computer doctor
by Richard Bunch
From Tony Mear, Bangkok: Having read your recent articles
on Windows XP, I really thought I should take the initiative and give it a
try. Prior to that I had been running Windows 2000 for well over 12 months
and I have to say, I have been generally very happy with it even if the
occasional reboot has been required. Although I use my PC for work, I tend
to be fairly hard on them because in my quest to find new programs that may
make my job easier, I often install and, frequently uninstall as the program
does not appeal. XP has been far more accommodating in this regard and the
fact that the number of restarts that is demanded after a software
installation has been significantly reduced is also a bonus. I am also
guilty of ignoring restart messages. I got away with it the first time which
set a precedent; I also got away with it on several subsequent occasions but
alas my cavalier attitude caught up with me the other day and I got a blue
screen of death with an error, subsequently restarting once again gave me a
screen of death but a different error message. I booted from my installation
CD and noticed there was an option called Automated System Recovery (ASR). I
thought I’d try this but it asked for a diskette which I didn’t have. After
many hours of trying to get it running I was faced with doing an fdisk and a
rebuild, fortunately my data was on a different hard disk from the O/S and I
also back it up to CD. Although things are now working well and I wouldn’t
go back to another O/S I think I must have missed something with this ASR,
can you enlighten me?
Computer Doctor replies: I certainly will try. In essence, the Automated
System Recovery Feature enables you to boot a computer that is otherwise
unstartable due to a major problem. ASR works by installing a working copy
of Windows XP, then restoring from a backup of your OS that you made when
everything was working perfectly. In order to use this feature you have to
do some preparatory work first while XP is in tip top condition.
The procedure is really quite easy and the steps involved are explained
below:
* Click Start > Run command
* In the Run dialog box, type ntbackup in the Open text box and click OK
* In the Backup Utility, click the Automated System Recovery Wizard button.
(If this is the first time the ntbackup program has run, turn off the
Wizard). Close and then restart the ntbackup program
* Now, a different Wizard appears, The Automated System Recovery Wizard.
Click Next to continue.
* On the Backup Destination page, type in a path for the backup file. For
obvious reasons, don’t use the C:\ drive and preferably a partition on the
same physical drive. Click Next
* Read the text on the final page of the Wizard. Make sure you have a floppy
disk available for the Wizard to write recovery information to. Click Finish
* All system files on the partition that contains the operating system are
backed up. Click Close on the Backup Progress dialog box after the backup is
completed. Then close the backup utility.
So if disaster strikes and your system doesn’t want to start, boot from the
Windows XP CD, then press F2 when the statement as the bottom of the screen
asks you to press F2 to start ASR.
A few minutes now creating the ASR disk (your insurance!) will pay dividends
if you are presented with a seemingly irrecoverable disaster.
Send your questions or comments to the Pattaya Mail at 370/7-8 Pattaya
Second Road, Pattaya City, 20260 or Fax to 038 427 596 or e-mail to
[email protected]. The views and comments expressed within this
column are not necessarily those of the writer or Pattaya Mail Publishing.
Richard Bunch is managing director of Action Computer Technologies Co., Ltd.
For further information, please telephone 0 1782 4829, fax 0 3842 6335,
e-mail: [email protected] or see the firm’s website www.act.co.th
Social Commentary by
Khai Khem
A whirlpool of passion
My recent reunion with old friends in the USA began with
tears and laughter, hugs and a warm welcome. After a couple of hours of
peaceful rest to rid myself of annoying jet-lag, I settled into the family’s
small three bedroom home in the suburbs of Atlanta. I had arrived on a
weekend and their hospitality knew no bounds. I had come in the month of
October, and the crisp autumn evening signalled the perfect setting for a
back yard barbecue planned just for my arrival. Friends, neighbours, kids
and dogs poured onto the rear patio, and the man of the house fired up the
grill. Mountains of food appeared and since Georgia is known for its
southern style cuisine, I didn’t actually recognise anything much I was
eating, but it was sumptuous and I gorged.
The American state of Georgia is considered what the Yanks refer to as in
the ‘Deep South’. Colloquial American English is somewhat difficult to
decipher at times, but it appears Deep South means that during the American
Civil war, Georgia was among the states that seceded from the Northern
Federal Government in Washington D. C. and became part of the Confederate
States which fought against the abolition of slavery during America’s Civil
War. American citizens from other states in the nation often remark that
this particular event is still very much a part of the cultural mindset in
the Deep South, often discussed and relived. But that particular evening,
another ‘war’ was very much on the minds of my hosts and their friends.
After the horrific terrorist attacks on two of America’s major cities, the
nation was technically at war, and the evening’s conversation turned to
these current events. Since I had just arrived from abroad, our gathering
seemed anxious to learn what people of other nations felt about these
devastating attacks. A few in the group wondered if people of the world
actually hated American people, and if they did, could I explain why. What
could I say to these perfectly lovely and generous middle class people, who
had never had a passport, and had rarely travelled beyond their own
parochial and sheltered world? I was pretty certain that the politics of
these individuals were limited to local decisions on traffic, crime,
education, the cost of living, and personal taxes. How could I explain the
madness of an aberrant, but zealous network of terrorists who by means of a
twisted interpretation of religious dogma, wanted to erase the advancement
of so-called Western civilization and a modern world of which they fiercely
disapproved? I bit the bullet and gave it a try.
The night wore on and the debate escalated. I, forced to play the devil’s
advocate in order to present a more rounded point of view, tried to project
to my audience what America sometimes seems to people in developing
countries with vastly different cultural values and experiences. My
opponents (if I can really call them that) dug in and argued their point of
view just as passionately. Tempers did not actually flare, but I could sense
real tension in the air, and I withdrew as gracefully as I could. As the
evening drew to a close, one older man took me aside and revealed that in a
few days he was flying to New York City to attend a memorial service for a
friend who had died in the World Trade Center. The remains of the deceased
most likely would never be recovered, but he was a friend of the family and
wanted to provide emotional support during this sad time. As he took his
leave he shook my hand, and suddenly his face crumbled and a tear rolled
down one cheek. I felt his grief and withdrew my hand, as though his bad
luck might pass to me inadvertently. More guests bade their farewells. As
they made their way out, some made brief confessions that they or their
friends had also lost comrades who had been working in the Pentagon when it
was attacked. Their grief was controlled. But I knew it was there.
Only a couple of days before, I had departed from sunny, carefree Pattaya;
my own fun-filled resort city by the sea. The ‘high tourist season’ had just
begun and the town was teeming with holiday-makers from around the world who
had come to relax and have fun. Now I was in America; a nation which
considered itself at war and was gearing, not only with military might, but
civil psychological determination to fight an unseen enemy in a conflict
which could not actually be defined in traditional terms.
I began to wonder what everyday life in the USA would be like from now on,
and if I would note a significant difference in the attitude and behaviour
of its citizens. I had planned to stay here a month. Not long, but certainly
enough time to absorb some changes in the national mentality. During that
evening’s conversation, one gentleman referred to the September 11th attack
on the USA as “911'. He had of course cleverly punned the date of the
terrorist (September 11: 9/11) attack with the telephone number (911), which
is used to call in emergency situations to nation-wide operators who man
telephone calls for citizens in dire straits. His wit somehow consoled me.
As the hours drew late, I dropped into bed and fell into a deep sleep. But I
dreamed of that single tear in a stranger’s eye.
Down The Iron Road: The Great Western Family 5-6-0 Part 5
- Part 6
by John D. Blyth, P.O.
Box 97, Pattaya City 20260
The Famous ‘Castle Class’
As peace approached in 1918, it was becoming plain that hard work and
heavier trains were taking their toll on the ever-willing ‘Stars’, even the
No. 1 Boiler was not quite enough to supply steam at all times. In 1919
Churchward had built the first of the ’47xx’ Class 2-8-0s with 5ft 8 1/2 in
wheels, intended to partially replace the numerous 2-6-0s Class 4301. A new
boiler was soon supplied for the 47xx. But the class was destined, for a
reason deep in railway politics, to consist of no more than 9 engines.
Churchward had the intention that the new boiler should be fitted on the
‘Star’ Class and also to the 2-cylinder express locomotives that had become
known as the ‘Saint’ Class - which we have not yet dealt with in full. The
heavy, small-wheeled 2-8-0s of Class 28xx were also candidates for use of
this, known as the Standard No. 7 boiler.
The Civil engineer said “no” to its use on either of the express locomotive
types. The new axle-loading would exceed that of which he would approve by
(it is believed) just half-a-ton. At this stage, Churchward was on the point
of retirement and C. B. Collett, his successor, was left to find a solution
if he could. Collett was not perhaps the ideal man for this job. He had had
no training in a locomotive works although he must have learnt much from his
previous chief. He was a workshop man and did much to improve the already
high standards at Swindon on which Churchward always insisted.
I have seen a drawing in a small book (not in my small library) plainly
prepared in the Collett era, and had some Collett features, showing a ‘Star’
with the larger boiler. This makes it plain that someone again attempted to
produce something the engineer would accept but to no avail. Eventually a
compromise boiler - not, I feel quite the best - was designed and fitted to
the first of a new series of express 4-6-0s. This was to be known as the
‘Castle’ Class; their numbers carried on directly from the final batch of
‘Stars’ and it was intended that re-building from ‘Star’ to ‘Castle’ could
be quick and easy without new drawings being called for.
The ‘Castles’ of the time had somewhat larger cylinders, a longer firebox
which called for lengthening of the frames and a far more substantial cab
than any provided on Churchward’s engines. The tractive effort worked out at
31,625 lb. Since Sir Felix Pole knew no other measure by which to compare
locomotive power, in his estimation these were the most powerful passenger
locomotives in Britain. He was a publicity man par excellence and of course
he was delighted with this. Sadly the new boiler owed nothing to the famous
‘No. 1.’
Throughout their careers it was well-known that under adverse conditions -
poor coal, dirty tubes, any small leak in the super heater elements the
pressure could come tumbling down and loss of time was likely. First
evidence of this was during the coal strikes of the ’20s when they had to
burn whatever was available. It has to be admitted that at this time they
fared far worse than Gresley’s ‘Pacifics’ on the East Coast line with their
big grates and boilers. Room for improvement maybe, but on their proper diet
of Welsh steam coal they did well enough. I have written elsewhere of their
efforts on the ‘Cheltencham Flyer’ of the 1930s. In 1935 the ‘Brigtolian’ -
105 min. for 118 miles, London to Bristol both ways, was brought on. I do,
however, think the men preferred the ‘Kings’ (the next power rage up). The
train was within the ability of a good ‘Castle’ and was more often used.
All this suggests them to be very speedy engines. But although they could be
pushed into speed I have long felt that they were happiest ‘bumbling along’
at 70 to 75mph., with a substantial load of some 500+ tons behind, than real
high speed. They had chances for some real dashes but it was many years
before a ‘Castle’ was timed at 100 mph. This was on the sharp fall of
Campden Bank on the line from Worcester to Oxford.
Many engine crews, seeing yet another new ‘Castle’ just turned out from
Swindon, were left sighing for some more ‘Small 40s’ as they called the
‘Stars’. No chance, of course. The ease with which a ‘Star’ could be turned
into a ‘Castle’ made this the more likely course, yet one carried out only
on a small scale.
So the ‘Castles’ duly went into service and some of the early test results
were very good indeed. But as more were built it became plain that, as so
often happened, out of ten built one was brilliant, one dreadful and the
rest just average. The railway soon picked out the good ones and they
appeared often on a variety of rests; the second built was good (the first
one wasn’t) and turned in some efficiency figures that many could not
believe.
Twice a ‘Castle’ was on show at a Wembly exhibition, with a massive Gresley
‘Pacific’ alongside, a notice alongside the ‘Castle’ made thinking members
of the public gape, “How can that little engine be more powerful than the
big one along side?” On tractive effort calculations, it was right of
course. On the second such occasion, the famous ‘Pendennis Castle’, back
from interchange trials between ‘Castle’ and a Gresley engine, was on show.
Sadly, to the public it would mean little.
These trials took place over a week in 1925. It is still not clear how they
were set up; I suspect Felix Pole’s confident hand in it again. But Gresley
is said to have read about it in the daily paper! The latter had been very
obstinate over the design of the valve gear for his Pacifics and these
trials showed him up badly. The ‘Castle’ was superior throughout on
timekeeping and on economical fuel consumption, and though the latter was
gradually being reduced - “Still higher than the ‘Castle” reported the late
Eric Trask, the man in charge. Told that a new design was in hand he said,
“That won’t help us on these trials will it?” To which Gresley turned on his
heel and walked away. Told to me by Trask in person not a good show!
Too much on ‘Castles’ for one week; more next week.
The Message In The
Moon: Sun in Gemini/Moon in Aquarius - The Inventor
by Anchalee Kaewmanee
As a child, a native born into this Sun/Moon combination
probably tore toasters apart to find out why the went pop, or took apart
telephone receivers to discover their inner workings. The spirit of inquiry
and investigation manifested itself early in his or her life, and it was
probably everything Mom and Pop could do to keep this little terror from
short-circuiting the whole house.
A Gemini-Aquarius has a virtually insatiable curiosity about the world and
everything in it. Science and social change, the unusual and the unexplored,
have a fascination for people born of this sign. It is their mission to use
their fantastic intellect and imagination to effect change and bring new and
innovative ideas both to their immediate world, and to the world at large.
These individuals have outgoing personalities, are charming and
sophisticated. Forever on the move, their restlessness, impatience, and
desire for maximum independence and freedom of expression spurs them on and
helps to make some of their fantastic dreams come true. They seem to know
what people are thinking, what they want, and what they will want in the
future. In fact, this Sun/Moon combo may live more in the future than in the
present. Perhaps it is because the Gemini/Aquarius thoughts are always miles
ahead of everyone else’s and this is one reason why this sign has trouble
communicating ideas. Others just don’t live in the same dimension. How could
they? Natives of this sign often live in several dimensions at once.
For people born into this combo, approach to life is usually carefree and
optimistic. Since they are basically unemotional and detached, it is
difficult for them to understand why some people seem so unhappy. When they
encounter a highly emotional situation, they get confused and agitated. Raw
emotion is an alien feeling to the Gemini/Aquarius. Seeing an unhappy
friend, lover or relative makes them want to do everything they can to make
him or her feel better, even though they actually don’t have any idea of
what the right thing to do or say actually is. That basic optimism of theirs
usually thinks charming good humour will do the trick. It may be just what
is needed in some cases. At other times something much more sincere
involving more pathos is required. Unfortunately that could be beyond the
scope of this Sun/Moon native. That is when the confusion sets in and that
Moon in Aquarius simply detaches from the scene and drifts into the cosmos
until the fuss is over. The overemotional loved one could be left feeling
abandoned and betrayed.
While busy planning for the future, the Gemini-Aquarius tends to forget the
joys that today has to offer. They really ought to stop once in awhile to
appreciate the ‘here and now’. After all, the world can wait a little longer
for that surprise or invention they have been so busy concocting.
Extroverted and outgoing, these natives often get so involved with people
and projects that they have little time left to look within themselves. Self
evaluation and inner reflection is not a habit they often acquire. They
really ought to try spending some time in quiet contemplation. There is a
lot for them to learn about themselves and their own inner workings.
These individuals are subject to erratic mood changes. Often pensive and
serious one moment, they will leap into lively and spontaneous activity the
next. Therefore it is not so easy for other people to put up with them. But
one thing is certain. This Sun/Moon combo rarely throws a fit or loses
temper. The only thing which will really unnerve these people is the feeling
that there has been an imposition placed on their freedom and independence.
They badly need the liberty to move about and do as they please, and will
bitterly resent anyone’s attempt to hold them down.
Oddly, so highly astute in their work, Gemini/Aquarius natives are fools in
love. As they dwell endlessly on the image of their ideal lover, they can be
completely unaware of someone very special who may be right there before
their eyes. One they have actually found Mr. or Miss Right (and it takes
awhile) they tend to place the poor lover on a pedestal. The trouble with
this is when reality tarnishes that flawless image, trouble begins. Better
to take off those rose-coloured glasses and try to be a little more
realistic in love. It will save unnecessary heartbreak.
A Slice of Thai
History: The Paknam Incident and its ramifications, 1893
Part Three: Consequences
by Duncan Steam
On December 4, an Anglo-French agreement was signed which
ostensibly guaranteed Thai independence. Basically, France and Britain
agreed to maintain the region as a neutral zone using the Mekong River as a
boundary line. In a subsequent declaration, the British and French agreed
not to send troops to the region between the Mekong River and the Tenasserim
Mountains without the prior consent of the other party and stated that
French and British nationals residing in the region would not receive
special privileges or benefits which nationals of the other party did not
receive.
The agreement, reached without the involvement of Thailand, basically meant
that neither Britain nor France would impinge upon Thai sovereignty without
the prior consent of the other party. Really, it in no way guaranteed Thai
independence, but merely indicated that the British and French were not
prepared to go to war over Thailand.
France used the registration of French subjects in Thailand as a tool to
expand her influence in the country. In 1880, only 146 people were
registered as French subjects, and 96 of these were Chinese. In reality, the
Chinese should not have qualified as French subjects, but the French
considered that their employees should also be accorded protection by the
French Legation. Even Cambodians, who by the Treaty of 1867 had been placed
under the jurisdiction of Thai courts, were registered as French subjects.
Between 1893 and 1896, the number of people qualifying as French nationals
grew from 200 to 30,000, with the French Legation actively encouraging all
French employees to register as French subjects.
For example, in 1912 the number of Chinese registered as French subjects in
Bangkok alone totalled 724. By contrast, only 36 Chinese were registered as
British subjects during the same period in Bangkok.
In January 1896 a second Anglo-French agreement regarding Thailand was
signed. The British abandoned their claims to any territory east of the
Mekong River, thereby making the river the official border between Laos and
Burma. In return, the French again agreed to accept the independence of
Thailand.
Cementing relations further with the British, Thailand signed a secret
agreement with Britain in April 1897 whereby the Thais agreed not to cede
any territory or rights south of the 11th Parallel on the Malay Peninsula
without prior British consent. In return, Britain promised to support
Thailand against any attempts by a third power to assume control in the
Malay Peninsula.
The French continued to occupy Chantaboun until October 7, 1902 when an
agreement was signed between France and Thailand by which the latter agreed
to cede two southern Lao provinces. However, the agreement was not ratified
by the French parliament and French troops occupied Trat.
Interestingly, the seven Armstrong guns that participated in the action
against the French in 1893 were still in working order 105 years later when
they fired a seven-gun salute to celebrate the Fort’s anniversary. Since the
Paknam Incident, they have never fired a shot in anger.
Women’s World: Burn your corset girls!
by Lesley Warner
Emancipation, did it come with the invention of trousers?
There is nothing symbolic about wearing trousers for me; I just find it so
much more comfortable and relaxing than dresses and skirts. When ladies
broke out of corsets, bustles, long frocks even ‘winkle picker’ stiletto
heels, I think it was for convenience rather than to become ‘manlike’. I
remember some of the atrocities my mother wore on her feet, not so long ago,
6 inch stiletto heels with pointed toes to match. It’s no wonder that her
feet are an absolute disaster now and give her continuous problems.
Long skirts dragged on the ground, sweeping up tiny vermin and debris from
the street with the wearer’s every step, to be then deposited indoors.
Petticoats hung heavily on the waist, cage crinolines could swing out and
flip up in the wind, and trains and bustles were heavy and awkwardly
balanced. Women’s skirts made walking up and down stairs treacherous and
running nearly impossible.
With the arrival of trousers for ladies came other problems, they were
frowned upon in society for many years. Women faced harassment when they
wore trousers in public. Numerous cartoons played upon deep-seated fears of
people regarding gender and fashion. Perhaps the strongest argument used was
the belief that the bloomer was incongruous with prevailing ideology
regarding women’s roles.
A solution both practical and modest was developed that did not reveal
women’s legs for that would have been improper. They designed a dress made
like other fashionable dresses except for its knee-length skirt worn over
matching trousers. Trousers, called pantalets, had also been worn under
skirts by women in France in the early 1800s and later became the fashion
for young girls. Pantalets were seen on gymnasium outfits as early as 1830.
There were also the baggy bloomers.
Bloomers became associated with the women’s rights movement and were really
only accepted for a variety of sports and outdoor activities, such as
mountain climbing, swimming, and bicycling, not as fashionable dress. The
loose, Turkish-style trousers worn for exercises became part of the
archetypal gymnasium suit worn at colleges and high schools well into the
mid twentieth century. This continued through the early twentieth century.
The loose full trouser style occasionally sees a revival as fashion today.
It wasn’t only the wearing of trousers and bloomers that became more
relaxed; dress fashion took a definite turn for the better, with the
introduction of the ‘Empire Style’. The Empire, high-waisted, soft style
dominated between 1909 and 1915. Sometimes these gowns were almost
transparent a far cry from the fashion of earlier years.
It is clear that even before 1909 the idea that women could wear
loose-fitting artistically inspired clothing in public was a reality. Women
not only became accustomed to wearing more comfortable clothing in their
homes and during physical activities, but they also began seeing actresses,
dancers, and opera singers wearing simpler artistically designed dresses on
stage and in public. These entertainers sought out two of the most
celebrated avant-garde designers in the early twentieth century, Paul Poiret
and Mariano Fortuny.
These designers were acquainted with the gowns created by the German and
Viennese artists and architects, as well as the artistic reform dress
promoted by the Liberty Company. Fortuny’s Delphos dresses and Poiret’s
Directoire models offered to the public in 1907 were similar to other
artistic styles inspired by the Greek ideal. While these two men are often
credited with freeing women from corsets, they were not the innovators.
Rather, they were simply nourishing the seed that had been planted by the
artistic dress reformers of the nineteenth and early twentieth centuries.
Reforming styles in fashion was not a novelty on the continent of Europe.
Wertheim’s Department Store in Berlin had a dress reform department, which
was popular by 1903. And as early as 1901, a fashion magazine published in
Vienna, Wiener Mode, illustrated various reform style gowns along with more
fashionable dress.
Antiques, are they
genuine?: Ancient Glass
by Apichart Panyadee
Forgeries of Egyptian glass sculptures began to appear
early in the 20th century. In 1912 the British Museum purchased four glass
canopic jars now shown to be fakes and probably made in Egypt. Other items
include Shawabiti figures, statuettes and small animal sculptures. Many
common features were the purple and bluish colour, the occasional remains of
mould marks, and hollow moulding.
An
Islamic ewer which shows signs of restoration; glue was used to apply broken
fragments of genuine ancient glass
Originals, on the other hand, were always cast in the solid. The maker cast
the forgeries from moulds taken from ancient pieces. Clear detection
therefore relies on technical examination and methods of construction.
Almost all the forgeries have been deliberately broken and repaired. Many
will have some portions missing to add the appearance of age.
The most notable glass products of the Roman Empire were the cameo glass
vases of the 1st century A. D. In 1878 the Venice & Murano Co. showed
imitations at the Paris Exhibition, while Pauly et Cie, another Venetian
firm, made similar versions. The glass used for Venetian cameo was soda line
glass which resulted in softly modelled outlines which will give the
impression of age. A pitted surface, which is common to all Venetian cameos,
helps the illusion of antiquity.
Two vases which have deceived until recently are a ‘1st century A. D. Roman
vase’ in the Toledo Museum, in Ohio. These items were published in the first
guidebook to the class collections, and also a tall vase in the More
Collection at Yale University Art Gallery, described in 1927 as “Hellenistic
first century BC”.
Two
“Historismus” vases from the Koln Ehrenfeld factory manufactured in the
1880s; 16 centimetres in height
The Mainz firm of Ludwig Gellmer was a major producer of Roman shapes. A
page from their pattern book, published by Spiegle in Glas Des Historismus,
shows simple flasks and bottles and more complex jugs and vases with trailed
and pincer decoration as well as mould-blown vases in the barrel shape that
is reminiscent of the genuine ‘Frontunus’ marked pieces of the 1st century
AD.
Modern sources for ancient glass forgeries are the Israeli, Turkish and
Egyptian glassmakers. They work in primitive conditions, using clay moulds
taken from original glasses. The wares they make are determined, as always,
by market prices. The most popular fakes are small mould blown bottles or
alter cruets decorated with Christian symbols. Artificial ageing can include
acid etching, putting a covering of sand onto the surface of the hot glass,
and the application of chemicals while the glass is hot. On occasion, the
forger will glue genuine flakes of iridescence onto the surface of the copy.
Modern chemicals sprayed onto the glass can induce a deceptive flaking
effect.
Weathering is an important part of ancient faked glass since it very
conveniently disguises joins, as well as possible discrepancies in colour
matching.
The Corning Museum of Glass in upstate New York has identified some ancient
glasses as ‘marriages’ of genuine broken fragments. The identified
conglomerate vessels show ingenuity in combining quite disparate elements,
such as sticking together two genuine and complete objects to form a
hitherto unrecorded shape.
Sea Worlds : Shell money from the sea
by Apichart Panyadee
A sea so rich that money grows on the
bottom! With the modern world’s economy sliding into recession and the
currency markets too complicated for the average person to fathom, the idea
of scooping legal tender from the ocean’s floor has real appeal.
Just right of the starfish, buried in the sand, is the unimpressive
dentalium mollusc which was used as hard currency by North American Indians
for 2,500 years
In the depths of Canada’s Vancouver
Island, there lives a tiny treasure called the dentalium. This little
mollusc’s shell was used as money by North American Indians for 2,500
years. These deepwater shells were harvested and used as a medium of
exchange. Indians prized many substances, copper, obsidian, and jade, for
example, as trade for goods. On the North Atlantic coast they fashioned
quahog shells into ‘wampum’ (money) belts. But dentalia were the shells
which became true currency, because they came from a limited area and thus
were held for their value. The best were harvested on the west coast of
Vancouver Island.
After bringing the molluscs to the
surface, harvesters pried the animals from their slender, two inch long
shells with hardwood splinters. They snapped the tips off the hollow shells
and strung them in standard lengths, measuring from the fingers of a man’s
outstretched arm to his shoulder. Strings of these shells were called
hy-kwa, and this word became a part of the language of trade over much
of western North America. Dentalia served as decorative wealth as well as
currency. Chiefs’ daughters wore shell dresses, purses and belts, and
members of some tribes wore shells pierced through their noses.
This Indian Chief was photographed in the 1800s wearing a shirt sewn
together with hundreds of dentalia which revealed his great power and
wealth.
Shell money drove the Pacific fur
trade. In the early 1800s Indian ‘middlemen’ bought sea otter pelts from
isolated tribes with dentalia, and then exchanged the pelts with white
traders for muskets and metal goods. Later whites bought the prized shells
straight from the harvesters and Boston traders even tried to counterfeit
the currency with London-made copies made from porcelain.
Smallpox ravished northwest coastal
Indians in the mid-1800s, killing tens of thousands of them. Missionaries
preached damnation to those who survived and dared to cling to old customs.
Eventually trading posts appeared and wool blankets replaced dentalia as the
primary medium of exchange. Major harvests of the little molluscs declined,
and eventually ended altogether.
The remaining Ehattesaht Indians who
live on Vancouver Island today now gather shells from beaches and mostly use
them for decoration. But dentalia continue to be an important symbol of
power and wealth, and some families still formally inherit the right to
harvest the shells from specific areas. Native scuba divers bring bright
ceremonial blankets richly decorated with their family crests, rendered in
patterns of dentalia shells. These blankets are not for sale. They are
used at feasts and are family heirlooms.
Family members who still retain rights
to dive for these precious shells find them off Vancouver’s rugged reefs.
The ancient tools for harvesting were primitive yet effective. In Kyuquot
Sound, the dentalium beds lay at only 50 to 60 feet below the surface, and
the molluscs live in the top few inches of the sediment which makes them
more easily accessible. Alas, these little creatures are no longer in any
real danger. Their usefulness as currency has long disappeared.
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