Wednesday, August 19, 2009

French Jails Review - Bad Food! Great Drugs!

Thought you might be interested in the few insights into the French jails the following e-mail yields. Got this from my friend in Bangkok

The Scot referred to here is Chang Noi (Littile Elephant) a character about 5' 5" who weighs about 350 pounds. An American about 45 - 50 who putters around on a tiny motor scooter. Has actually made a very small name for himself as a bit actor in Thai commercials. Can fix any computer problem and works for about $15 per day. Is a hell of a guitar player and singer and keeps organizing bands that fall apart because he gets drunk and stoned on grass and plays what HE wants the the volume HE wants. Actually booked two gigs on New Years a couple years ago ...about 1/4 mile apart. Set up two bands and shuttled back and forth on his scooter. Played a few songs with one band and then, wheeze, wheeze, shuttled to the other gig for a couple songs. Most bar owners foolish enough to hire him fire him after a couple weeks. Just too damn loud. But, he really is incredible. Need a fancy amplifier or sound system. No problem he disapears into the Chinatown alleys and comes back with about $50 worth of stuff that sounds like $1,000. Smokes way too much dope in a country that will put Americans in jail for 20 years. His 30 day visa was about 8 years overstayed when I knew him. I remember the sound of him coming to my office down the long echo packed hall. Wheeze Wheeze "ow" Wheeze "ow" "ugh" Wheeze. Bad knees at his weight and height. In hie former life he had been an engineer (fix-it type) all over the world. I remember once I was sitting in my bar when a Russian hooker happened to come in and started trying to pick me up. I was playing along "Yes, my first time Thailand" with her broken English just to see what would happen when up comes Chang Noi, sits down and asks if he can have a free Chivas. Never had any money but would only drink Chivas and talk about himself. I introduce the two and damned if he doesn't start rattling away in Russian with her. Color me surprised. Scott is very good at making bad choices. His last girlfriend moved out not only with all her stuff and all his stuff, including his clothes, but also his motorcycle. Apparently, he was in France because he was being paid $500 to accompany a Thai girl, for appearences sake, with a dodgy visa and got caught. Don't know the details

Another time I will tell you about the Suit guy. About 6 1/2 feet Dark complexion; English teacher I believe. He had a different color for every day of the week. Monday was yellow, Tuesday was green, Wednesday was red, etc. And when I say color. I mean neon! Shoes, socks, suit, shirt, tie, sunglasses. All not only the same color but the same shade. Even had a business card with the same color ink as the day. Strange!

Doug,

Ron and Charlie spotted Scott last Sunday and had a beer with him. He had recently returned from a week in America - the French deported him to his home Country after he had done his jail time.

It seems we found out that he was in a French jail way after the actual event (PJ was the bearer of the news). Scott spent 4 months 5 days in jail before they let him out early for "being a good boy". He said it wasn't all that bad except the food wasn't great. He worked every day, so time disappeared quickly. Ron said that Scott has lost a lot of weight - perhaps he will get smart and keep most of it off.

The other thing Scott commented on was that whilst "inside" he saw more dope that he had seen in his whole life. Someone must be making a good living servicing the inmates!!!

Well that's the update, hope you're doing OK.

Ciao,
John

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