As a kid I loved Tennessee Ernie Ford’s hit SIXTEEN TONS.
“Sixteen tons and what do you get. Another day older and deeper in debt.”
Even to this day the coal industry touts ‘clean-coal, but I’ve been to China, a country phlegmatic hackers. It is not a mating call and I developed a throat-clearing hack after a few weeks in Cheng-du where the sky is always the color of old men’s underwear.
And now Thailand has announced that it burned one ton of fuel for every Thai citizen last year.
I had attributed my morning cough to breathing cigarette smoke in Go-Gos, but the true villains are the diesel-belching trucks and buses as well as the 2-stroke scooters and my own motorcycle, which I no longer run on gasohol after the engine cut out of Sukhumvit. Barely escaped the bumper of a truck.
Also to blame.
Developers hewing trees to build houses for expatriate retirees who aren’t allowed to own land or stay in the country more than 90 days at a time. Isaan immigrants BBQing frogs on plastic bag fires. Bangkok cars on Friday nights. The city is crowded unlike when it was an international no-go zone in the 1990s. No one came here then.
And now I have a cough.
Comedy is someone breaking their leg.
Comedy is your getting a paper cut.
One suggestion is to shut off your motorcycle at the long red lights, especially if you have an electrical starter. It doesn’t not take more energy to start an engine than let it idle. At least I don’t think so, but I’m basing that on an opinion without any scientific backing.
Take that Al Gore.
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