Friday, 14 October 2016
Living in Bangkok among the unique Thais for 5 years I took on their adulation for their God, the King of Kings, Rama IX. I thought that is what someone should do at least as a matter of courtesy to the 65 million people in Thailand who deeply loved and love him as a Deity. He was above Buddha, Above Christ, above Mohammed. Now, dead, he is on his way to the Great Mountain to sock it out with the other Gods. He will do well. he will tie them up together in millions of strands of finest Thai silk. My prayers to him and to Lord Rama did me great good. King Bhumipol did great good and equally great harm as most decent Gods do, and I was happy in my devout prayers to Him. I particularly liked the way he hated with a vengeance the Dalai Lama who tried to scavenge his followers, so the King just kicked him out of Thailand donkeys years ago and he's never been allowed back. And then when the Dalai Lama was seeking donations from the world's rich and poor to replenish the gold clad temple in India where the Buddha first became self-aware...and made it his own Project...the King of Thailand simply sent the temple 200 kilograms of his own gold by private jet. The Dalai Lama was really pissed off about that. That low caste bastard Thai God-King stole my thunder again! Anyway, King Rama IX, the King of Kings is on his slow way now to the Mountain of all the Gods. I wish him well, and thank him deeply. From today, Thailand can never, ever be the same as it was just yesterday. What was One nation yesterday is Three today. Whatever bad things you can say about him, and there is a fair share, he held a whole lot of good people together for a damn long time. What more can one ask of any God?
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