I was inspired to write a poem:
Win them all, you can't.
Even with yant.
August 13, 2015
"A Top Thai Tattoo Artist Who Said His Tattoos Conferred Invincibility Has Been Murdered."
"'He has many disciples and followers,' local police colonel Chalaermwuth Wongwiangchan said. 'He has traveled to apply the yant to many celebrities around the country and has also traveled [to meet his customers] abroad.'"
I was inspired to write a poem:
I was inspired to write a poem:
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Well, so much for that.
Ghost Dance?
He should have been wearing a St. Luke medal, patron saint of artists.
So did he have one of his tattoo's?
I think you spelt the name of the police colonel wrong.
Speaking of short compositions, I wrote a six word short story, an homage to Hemingway:
"For sale: Baby parts; never used."
"What prompted the murder remains unknown, though police said that Khachon had a “dispute” with others in his community."
I think there's some airbrushing going on here.
Southern Thailand is mostly Muslim and an area with frequent civil unrest. Moreover, observant Muslims don't wear tattoos and don't believe in magic.
If a Muslim member of the community had a "dispute" about his occupation, he may have decided to resolve it with a gun.
The cobbler's children have no tattoos.
Let no man tattoo my epitaph.
Boss! The plane! The plane!
Sounds like professional jealousy. Did they look for evidence of a duel with tattoo guns at 10 paces. May the best ink man win.
Thailand is an exceptionally superstitious country. Nearly every taxi you get into will be covered in various amulets, prayers, and iconography designed to ward off all manner of misfortune. I've had drivers take their hands off the wheel and look away from the road for several sections in order to wai (a Thai prayer gesture) towards a famous Buddhist shrine. When the same shrine was damaged with a metal bar by a mentally ill Thai man, the enraged crowd of onlookers beat him to death.
Unfortunately, the police force in Thailand operates more like a very well organized gang than any kind of actual law enforcement entity. Their conclusion on any matter has to always be taken with a huge grain of salt.
The title contains the truth of it: "Said" rather than "Proved."
Name?
Khachon Cherdchoo.
Gesundheit. Name?
When I lived in Liberia they had something they called "gun-proof". Some of them believed that you could treat a shirt (through some kind of magic) to be bullet-proof.
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