In Thailand, the women often seem quite masculine and the men rather highly-strung and effeminate, putting an end to offhand generalisations about the nature of the sexes. The bar girl (for he almost certainly met her at a bar where she called out ‘hey handsome, buy me a beer?’) wears too much make up and has a hungry, bitter look in the eye. The kind of broiling inner resentment that accounts for all the Thai women in prison for castrating their lovers.


