Experiment 1.2

I didn't follow through the papaya experiement, if you remember.

1) i didn't want to get jaudice
2) there is no valid results so far (from forums)
3) every if the Taiwanese babes who swear by it, it's usually coupled with MILK (with fat, of course it equates to boobs)

Women are mostly paranoid about 2 things.
A) Weight
B) Boobs

Breasts are what makes a woman different from a man. When man have moobs, they get teased relentlessly because they look like a in-between. When women have chests flat like a runway, they also get teased for being raisins. Although the teasing stops after immature school days, under the padded bra, adult women still feel not a girl, not yet a woman.

Plastic surgery has been so rampant, affordable and accessible nowadays that everybody is doing it. Soon, i will be the new ugly.

My facial consultant told me she just got her double eyelids done at the same clinic Felicia Chin, Fann Wong, Joanne Peh etc and said it was dirt cheap ($2200). She is 35, married with one son. I asked her why did she do it (afterall, enhancing one's appearance is in hope of catching the attention of the opposite sex? Like how a peacock shows off its feathers. If she's already married, she has already "caught the attention" that will hopefully last till death.) Of course, that doesn't mean that you don't maintain your beauty after marriage via racy lingerie, grooming maintanence etc (its very important to not let lose), but to the extent of plastic surgery? She said she has always felt insecure about her single lid slant Asian eyes.

I asked her if her husband lust for her even more now. If he stares into her eyes and make love with her every night (you know how sex dwindles after marriage right). She said, "No.My husband prefers my eyes before."

So is there, really a need for plastic surgery (unless you have a car accident, breast cancer or burn)?

Back to breasts. Women who are obssessed and enlarge abit too much end up like this:


Women who don't have any, should learn from Kiera Knightley, whom without boobs remain on the list of World's Sexiest over and over again.

The 24 year old, who has nicknamed her modest breasts “pecs”, spent 45 minutes in a beautician’s chair every morning to create the illusion of cleavage for the Pirates of the Caribbean movies. She says, “They painted my tits on for the films, which is extraordinary because it’s kind of a dying art form. I loved it, completely. For the first time in my life, I had tits and I didn’t even need surgery.

Photoshop of the movie poster:

Screen still of painted boobs:

I have been fortunate to be born not like an airport runway, yet not fortunate enough to be born with generous ample mammary. Let’s just say I’m good for a handful, but if you’ve larger than normal hands, I won’t be able to fill your cup.

I do have a healthy and happy body image, i am at peace with myself but i won't deny that i like tits as much as men do, if not more.

I won't go under the knife for obvious reasons, but here's something i will try (in fact, tried).

Listening to a breast enhancement ringtone, 20 times for 10 days.



And here's the ringtone. You can continue coming to my blog for daily dosage for the next 10 days. Today is day 1 for me. After listening to it for the 4th time, i start feeling queasy around my left side tummy. Is that where my womb is?

Update: Removed the embedding. Go to http://www.supload.com/listen?s=8tJW67 to download.

Turning back fat into front fat.

Let's share the results! See you after 10 days.

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Credit Cards - An Alternate Designed For Hard Cash

Credit cards are a handy replacement for hard cash or check, and a vital element of electronic commerce and internet trade. If you are ever short of money, credit cards are able to save you from a complicated financial situation.

Credit card advantages
1. Credit Cards are a safer manner of carrying around huge quantity of cash.
2. Credit Cards are able to assist you by maintaining track of your expenditures by presenting reports towards the end of each month.
3. Credit cards are suitable to do shopping with.
4. If utilized sensibly, credit cards can award you with an excellent credit record.

Occasionally credit card companies put forward benefits in favor of exercising credit cards, for example cash back on purchases, concessions on goods you acquire through your credit cards, travel concession, bonus guarantee coverage for the objects you buy, diverse insurance covers, etc.

If you are seeking to decide on a credit card, take these features into consideration prior to submitting an application:

Interest rate
Cards with the lowest interest rates generally charge a yearly fee. So initially exercise if the savings in low interest on your standard balance are in excess of the additional amount you'll grant in an annual fee.

Incentive plans
Most issuers have the choice of a card with a reward program that repay for specific expenses. This may involve money, money off on definite things, "free of charge" goods or many flyer points. Be conscious that you have got to make a large number of points prior to achieving rewards, and points can also expire, so this type of card won't help you, except if you make use of it repeatedly.

Yearly charges
Credit card benefits, comprising lower rates, often contain a yearly fee. Think over whether the benefits you obtain from a card compensate the fee, many credit cards contain no annual fees, but these frequently come with elevated rates.

Affiliate benefits
Benefits differ from card to card. A few offer price cuts at certain stores, whereas others offer many flyer points. These benefits can be helpful if they go with your standard of living. Evaluate the pros and cons of a card's benefits.

The kind of credit card that is finest for you is the one that is most apt to go with your requirements and prospects. In a nutshell, the top credit card will be the one that banks you a large amount of money or offers you a lot of benefits.

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Credit Cards – A Vital Component Of Electronic Commerce

In the first few years after the launch of credit cards, things were relatively simple, with every issuer creating single card with single set of characteristics. Nowadays, credit cards appear in various levels with varying interest rates, charges and incentive programs; as a result, prior to filling out a request, it's essential to recognize which will go well with your financial circumstances and standards of living.

Standard credit cards:
These credit cards are the most widespread and readily obtainable, from most of the banks and financial groups. They are unsecured, which signifies that you do not have to place a security deposit to confirm the money can be reimbursed. You can select between cards with yearly fees (generally related with a lesser interest rate) and fee-free cards, which frequently stands for elevated rates. Credit cards differ in their interest-free period too and if you habitually pay your card off every month, this is a significant aspect to look for. The manner in which the yearly percentage fee is offered or estimated for these cards can differ.

Here are two exemplars:

Balance transfer credit cards:
These cards allocate consumers to shift a soaring interest credit card balance on a credit card with a low interest rate. Common in the market nowadays are the balance transfer credit cards that attribute a very low ,at times zero percent , initial annual percentage rate (APR) that typically ends from six months to a year. In a few cases, the low rate is applicable to the transferred balance for the life of that balance, with an elevated rate applying to fresh acquisitions.

Low interest credit cards:
These cards put forward either a single small fixed-rate APR or a low preliminary APR that soars to an elevated rate subsequent to a definite period. Often, they acquire an annual fee. Low interest cards can be extremely helpful when consumers want to make a massive purchase as it permits a number of months to a year to pay off with incredibly near to the ground or no interest.

The provisions of balance transfer credit cards differ between offers, so one should carefully understand the provisions and conditions for all the cards.

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Review: Charlie St Cloud

Zac Efron.

Zac Efron. 

Zac Efron. 

Zac Efron. That's pretty much the only reason why you'll watch Charlie St Cloud. When i saw the movie trailer, i was prepared to tear in the cinema. Only to be disappointed that my tear ducts weren't activated (crying is a form of release, and it's beneficial to cry).

Charlie St Cloud, however, did have a very good plot. It is about a boy who inevitably caused the death of his 11 year old brother. Since then, he gave up his prestigious scholarship, gave up his love for sailing, gave up friendship, and pushed his mother away. In short, gave up living (although he is NOT suicidal). It’s like a romantic Sixth Sense, because Charlie can see DEAD PEOPLE. It's such a pity that the execution of the movie didn't take my breath away, given for the fairly intriguing plot. The movie was slow moving, but having plenty of Zac Efron close-ups was the saving point.

 The movie has a message to tell, that Life is for Living and make it the best you can. I know there are depressed people out there ( i have my dark moments too), but think how fortunate you are with your limbs intact, born in a blessed country as compared to the less fortunate. We shouldn't fret over not having the lastest Ipad, fret over not being famous, or fret over a broken relationship. There's still alot more to live for.

And if you ever feel like dying? Please do so properly, otherwise this is how you'll be remembered forever.

Extracted from www.crack.com, by David Wong

The following is a true story. I knew a girl in High School named Skyler. One day, not long after her 17th birthday, she got fed up with life and swallowed a whole bottle of pills. I would go into why, but we never knew why. All she left behind was a squiggly suicide note, scrawled in a tearful rage on the back of an Arby's receipt.

To make things worse, the devastating last line of her note, "I'M FINISHED WITH YOUR SHIT" was put down so sloppily that her family read it as, "I'M FAMISHED FOR MORE SHIT."

The family thus were led to believe that Skyler suffered from Coprophilia, or a fetish for eating human feces. And since death is no time to judge a person, Skyler's mother and father and three brothers openly embraced what they believed to be their beloved's love affair with poo. Who knows, maybe it was her shame over this unusual habit that pushed her over the edge. So they went public with the note, outing their poop-loving daughter to the community as to shed light on those still persecuted.

 Skyler's classmates rallied around her memory, condemning the fecalphobes who they figured had taunted her as she took repeated trips to life's turd buffet. A memorial service was held in our school gym two days later and first up to the podium was little Kim Wittaker (a teammate on Skyler's dance team), who read this poem dedicated to her memory:

Skyler,

with your newfound wings,

you can fly high-ler

you'll have the poop pile of kings

and a golden poop piler

wherever you're at,

you have phat scat sat near the fat scat vat

we miss you

At this point, Principal Clark unveiled an airbrush painting by award-winning art student Cody Gunderson, which would honor Skyler's memory by forever hanging in the main entranceway of the school.

 

  

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Dear Chris...

He'd love to hear from you

As the spending battle reaches its climax, public sector bosses from the cops to the profs to the jolly Jack Tars, are starting to fight dirty. Cam and George need to be resolute.

The leaker of Doc Fox's letter to Cam is reportedly being tracked down by the very latest and highly sophisticated MOD drones. But given that the leaker pretty well has to be someone at the top of the MOD itself, it will be a miracle if the drones find anyone.

Still, there's no reason why we should stand by idly while the battle rages. We can help the good guys by at least showing them we're on their side.

And in that vein, the TPA has written to Energy Secretary Chris Huhne to urge the abolition of the useless £118m pa Carbon Trust. The letter neatly summarises why the Trust should be added to the quango bonfire, and the TPA suggests we all add our voices by e-mailing chris@chrishuhne.org.uk or writing to him at

Chris Huhne

Department of Energy and Climate Change

3 Whitehall Place

London

SW1A 2AW.

Well, what are you waiting for?


PS Grown-ups, eh? Of course we can all understand why Milli snr has stomped off in a huff because baby bro was given the biggest slice of cake (which of us can honestly say, etc). But the point about these people is that they're not supposed to be like the rest of us. They're the ones who reckon they are so grown-up that they deserve to be put in charge and to tell the rest of us how to behave. And talking of infantile behaviour, did you clock Milli jnrs' speech yesterday? Either he really believes all that tired old boilerplate crap about "a new generation" is actually meaningful - in which case he needs to grow up - or he thinks we'll have fogotten about the thousands of other manipulative chancers who've used exactly the same pitch - in which case he needs to grow up. Here's the benchmark performance - nobody has ever delivered it better, and to make it stick properly you have to die before your high flown promises turn sour... and not fall out with your bro:

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Chippendale, not a Cartoon for Children.

The Chippendales have a history of 30 years. Maybe if i'm in the 70s, i'd find them hot. But from this video, they looked rather gay, even with the blatant innuendos, they aren't doing anything to me...

but i've heard about them, actually first from Roz's blog and i was just wondering what is all the hype about?

Freebie Queen as i am, i got to know they were performing at Formula One, and it's a show for females only. This i had to see.

Stoked that i got my ticket, i independently braved the show alone. I got A class seats though, something i would have paid more than a hundred for at the Indoor Stadium maybe.

There she is, in the front row is 98.7FM DJ Roz and friend.

I DID NOT EXPECT TO SEE SUCH THINGS ON STAGE.

Looking at all these hunky dory, i can't help but wonder what if underneath, they're really like this?? One can never judge a book by its cover, isn't it? ;p

Definitely in for a treat, it was the ULTIMATE girl's night out, except it was just me, myself and I.

I saw the singlet fling act coming, and i hesitated if I should retrieve. I didn’t want to be like one of those 299 other screaming girls, you know? I wanted to remain my dignity, my pride and act nonchalant over these hot dudes. But somehow, my hand stretched up, and by reflex, I caught it. Around me, girls were tearing at it, all wanting a piece of it. My hand quickly shot down close to my chest, instinctively I took a whiff. Aaaaahhhhh…..mine……it smelt new actually, no manly odour.

A hoax! Just to drive the audience wild, a total success.

The second time they threw, i caught it aaaaagain (it's not my birthday yet!) The girl in front of me whipped around and said with jealousy, " how many have you already caught?" I threw it over her head and said, "Here! You can keep it." It was wet with perspiration, that must make her very wet, perhaps she'll need a plastic bag.

My boyfriend(s) had both been very muscular. 16 inch biceps, they were the envy of my male body building friends. I wasn’t into big bears, I felt crushed in their arms, so I plead them to stop taking those protein shakes. I thought I preferred the lean toned Donnie Yen physique, but then I saw the Chippendales. All with 16 inch biceps and perhaps more and the way they grooved, certainly tingled some senses.

You know, they say Singaporean women are like dead fishes in bed. Man, you should look at the amount of gravitating hips of these ladies in that enclosed tents. All pointing towards the stage, obviously. I think men just need to know how to ignite it.

The Chippendales certainly know how to play up a woman’s fantasy and fetishes. Catering to a wide range of possible interests, they role played from tool men (sorry, this it not Singaporean women’s favourite unfortunately. When we think of construction men, we think of foreign workers, unless maybe Ah Du) to men in suits (Jackpot. Women are always looking for the 5Cs, not?) to men in uniforms.

I was too busy capturing videos that regretfully, i couldn't get to reeeally relax and enjoy you know? You might not get a high from seeing the videos, but trust me..it is a show worth paying for. A* class seats, no less. Besides, how often do you get to have the roles reversed and women visually rape men?

They mostly grooved to fast pop hits, so imagine our surprise and of course laughter when a romantic song was played.

And it happened to be MY FAVOURITE SONG! My heart just swelled, and he looked like Enrique Iglesias, although I never did fancy him.

My favourite Chippendale, he kinda look like Megan’s hot boy friend. He’s a crooner.

Examining the prized singlet when i got home, i think they snip it abit, so they could rip it faster and better.

When they annouced that the show is over and you can now proceed to queue for your personal photo, the drooling girls clamoured over.

and they RAN to meet the half naked boys. The shy ones were invited to take a seat on their laps, the brave ones unabashedly plonked themselves down. I was about to leave (again pride was holding me back, i am afterall, no longer a teenager crazy over a boy band), but i lingered and contemplated. In the end, i gave in to my lust. I will not, after all, get another opportunity like this again (furthermore,it's a free show!).

I looked like a TINY floating head. I wonder how do these men feel. Being touched and poked like a peice of meat. I placed my arms around, they just shaved their chest hair.

Some so thrilled that they forgot their manners to ask if they could lift their legs. 

Some unabashedly placed all 70KGs on their laps and he politely hugged back. 

This lady wanted her head on his head. 

Spot the Koala Bear?

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Screwing Savers

So the Deputy Governor of the Bank of England thinks savers should stop moaning and start spending. He says:

"Savers shouldn't necessarily expect to be able to live just off their income in times when interest rates are low. It may make sense for them to eat into their capital a bit... Very often older households have actually benefited from the fact that they've seen capital gains on their houses."

So now we know. Savers should not expect the Bank of England to protect them against the ravages of inflationary finance. The Bank's official advice is to spend your savings pdq before they disappear.

According to the Bank of England's own stats, the average interest rate on High Street savings accounts is a derisory 0.23% pa. Yet inflation is currently running at 3.1% on the CPI measure and an eye-watering 4.7% on the RPI measure. So after taking account of inflation, the real rate of interest is somewhere between -2.9% and -4.5% (the chart above uses the RPI).

As we've discussed many times, inflation is the ultimate stealth tax. It is a tax imposed by governments on those holding its debt (or at least its debt that isn't specifically indexed against inflation). And anyone holding their savings in a simple savings account at a bank or building society - still more anyone holding their savings in £20 notes under the mattress - is paying towards that tax.

And let's just remind ourselves of the Bank's shocking record on inflation. Since 2003, when the 2% pa CPI inflation target was first set, inflation has averaged 2.5%, and at times during the last couple of years it has been far higher:

And the prospects for future inflation don't look a whole lot better. Sure, the Bank regularly tells us that the current inflation overshoot is temporary, and that "inflation expectations remain well anchored", but frankly they've been singing that same tune for months now. And every time they publish a new Inflation Report they postpone the moment when inflation is expected to return to target. Just as a reminder, see if you can spot the difference between these successive forecasts:

Chart 1 - Bank of England inflation forecast February 2009

Chart 2 - Bank of England inflation forecast February 2010

Chart 3 - Bank of England inflation forecast August 2010

Spot it?

Yes, that's right - back in Feb 2009, just before they put the printing press into overdrive, they reckoned inflation now would probably be between 0% and 1%. A year later in Feb this year, they reckoned it would be between 1% and 2%. But now we're actually here, it's turned out at 3.1%.

Yet despite this dismal forecasting failure, they still continue with pretty much the same old story - there's no need to worry about that roaring printing press because inflation is about to fall below target.

Well, frankly, roaring printing presses should always worry us. And they should always worry savers in particular.

Of course we're not alone in our concern. The excellent Liam Halligan has consistently warned of inflation disaster ahead, and there are others. And now even those who have previously supported the roaring presses are starting to worry.

This morning we get a startling recantation from the Telegraph's Ambrose Evans-Pritchard. He is now alarmed by recent statements from the US Fed, seemingly intent on debauching the dollar:

"I apologise to readers around the world for having defended the emergency stimulus policies of the US Federal Reserve, and for arguing like an imbecile naif that the Fed would not succumb to drug addiction, political abuse, and mad intoxicated debauchery, once it began taking its first shots of quantitative easing.

My pathetic assumption was that Ben Bernanke would deploy further QE only to stave off DEFLATION, not to create INFLATION. If the Federal Open Market Committee cannot see the difference, God help America.

We now learn from last week’s minutes that the Fed is willing “to provide additional accommodation if needed to … return inflation, over time, to levels consistent with its mandate.”

NO, NO, NO, this cannot possibly be true."

Well done to Pritchard for apologising to those of us who have always taken the other view, but I'm afraid it may be too late. Those of us who recall the 70s remember only too well the global inflationary havoc caused by a soft money Fed intent on monetising the post-Nam post-Big Society Federal debt.

So what to do*?

First, get rid of your savings accounts. Don't wait for the Bank of England to rob you of your savings - do it now.

You need either to switch into index-linked gilts (although note that short maturities are priced to deliver a negative real return - so you'll still lose some of your capital), or switch into a real asset. You're probably too late for gold or grain futures, but the struggling UK property market - yes, that old one - might be worth a look. Cam's government have made it quite clear planning restrictions will be maintained, so if you can drive a fire sale deal, long-term supply shortages (at least in the South East) are far more likely to protect your savings than a building society account on 0.23%.

Of course, if you're a widow or an orphan dependent on the income from your savings, then you're stuffed. Just like always, you are set to be the schmucks who have to pay for the mess visited on us by a bunch of vainglorious incompetent politicos.

Why do we elect these people again?

*Terms and conditions apply. The value of investments can go down as well as up, and Tyler hereby affirms amd asserts that he is in no way qualified to offer investment advice to you or anyone else. Including himself.

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The Grand Prix

The Grand Prix is certainly a place for the rich and famous. Thanks to Belle, i had the chance to witness another of Singapore's proudest moments.

I was at the Paddlock Club, and many famous people must have walked past me. Except i was oblivious to how Britain's Prime Minister looked like, how Virgin's billionaire looked like or even the racers (except Lewis Hamilton) etc. All i know was i saw couple of Miss Universes, our PM and President, Jade Seah (who looked better in person), Tay Ping Hui (with his obliging petite wife who looked better in person too. Who smiles when fans ask for a picture with her husband), Utt (who is still boyish cute, altho could tell he aged) and Glenn Ong (who is very fair now).

Astounding acts happened around. Gorgeous European sopranos serenaded, sizzling hot Brazilians sashayed, and this dude seems to be hanging in the air….A rectangular black box covers him up as he gets into and out of the position. There’s definitely a trick behind this act.

Survival kit aka Ear Plugs is a must. It's deafening!!

But of course, Edison was there too. His minder said he can’t take a picture, but Edison told me he’s joking. I said he lost weight (how would I know?! I’ve never seen him in person before. Hahaha!), he told me he’s been running (why would he explain? I’ve never seen him before! Hahaha.). And then, I can’t help thinking of the pictures of his wiener. If he lost weight, did it shrink too?

Like how a woman’s cup size fluctuate with weight.

Formula 1 is denitely something to experience once, but only if you get to be in the Paddlock Club. After all, why would it be exciting if you just see the cars zoom past once?

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Fairness For All... Except Working Taxpayers

Everyone is entitled to a proper cooked breakfast

As we await the outcome of Iain Duncan Smith's think-the-unthinkable welfare review, news reaches us from an acquaintance out in the country. A cleaner he knows:

"...met up with someone she knows well from schooldays locally and they exchanged the usual. What are you doing now? asks my contact. I'm on the sick, was the reply. What's wrong with you then? Oh it's my nerves she said, in fact I'm trying to get permanent disability now. How does that work? Well, you just shake a bit and cry and they believe you.

My indignant contact told me that this individual was on £275 per week, and was just off on a holiday in the Med, on what promised to be "a bit of a booze cruise". She is never, she said, going to work because she couldn't possibly get as much money working. Naturally it makes the cleaner, who grosses less than £275 for a week's cleaning, very angry indeed."

It makes Tyler very angry as well.

We've blogged the welfare disaster so often, you will be bored reading it. But here we go again.

The current level of welfare is set not by reference to what people need to survive, but by what they supposedly need to be "included" in society. It is described as a relative rather than an absolute definition of poverty - the more everyone else has, the poorer you must be, and the higher must be the level of welfare support you need.

Holidays are a case in point. Since "everyone else" now takes holidays, welfare has to provide the funding for the unwaged to take them too. Which is why we're paying for the cleaner's "sick" friend to take this booze cruise. Even though the cleaner herself has probably never ever done such a thing, and is rightly outraged.

The whole corrosive concept of relative poverty was dreamed up half a century ago by a bunch of left-wing academics here in Britain. Yes, I'm afraid Britain was responsible.

And when we say left-wing, we don't of course mean anyone like Bob Crow, whose views of injustice might arguably have been formed by direct experience of life in poverty. No, we mean the usual suspects - Hampstead sons of privilege whose principle knowlege of poverty came from reading Dickens (one of the prime movers was literally 27th in line to the throne and had presumably grown up dining off gold plates - interestingly, he was also homosexual, which at that time made him an outsider, and Teach-Yourself-Freud says he was merely following the Cambridge spies in undermining the society that he felt excluded and denigrated him).

As we know, these Hampstead types have absolutely no idea how people operate out in the real world. Their own lives have been shaped by family wealth and privilege, and they simply can't relate to the rest of us who have to scrabble for cash by fair means or foul. They have no grasp of the idea that changing the pattern of financial reward will inevitably change the pattern of behaviour.

Similarly, they have no idea how people beyond the servants' hall live their lives. For example, one of their first attempts to define relative deprivation asserted that you were deprived if you didn't have a cooked breakfast every day. Obviously in Hampstead they were used to devilled kidneys and kedgeree served up by cook on those outsized silver salvers, so they reckoned that was the norm. Needless to say, down on our estate (council estate that is) I can't recall anyone having a cooked breakfast, and we can't all have been deprived.

Anyway, that's all in the past, and the question is what can we do about it now? What must we change to ensure working people on low incomes do not get faced with acquaintances on the sick swanning off on booze cruises?

Ideally, we need to redefine the poverty line back to what most of us always thought it was in the first place - the money that you need to feed, clothe, and house yourself, but not the money you might like to spend on holidays and booze. If you want the extras, you have to work for them.

Unfortunately, there is at present no accepted definition of what exactly constitutes need. We have no standard for measuring the poverty line in absolute terms.

There is however one thing we do know. We know that the reason these Hampstead types devised the notion of relative poverty back in the early 60s was to solve a problem. It was a problem for the left, and it was simply that the never-had-it-so-good era of post-War growth had to all intents and purposes ended absolute poverty. The left had thereby been robbed of its strongest sales pitch, and desperately needed a new one. Relative poverty was that new pitch.

So suppose we do the following. Suppose we take the average income from that same period back in the early 60s, which we know was well above the absolute poverty level. And suppose we uprate it for inflation since then. What would that be in today's money?

Luckily we don't need to crunch the numbers for ourselves because the IFS has made available a handy spreadsheet containing their own calcs. And according to them, the median household income from 1961, adjusted for inflation, is equivalent in today's money to an income of  £195 per week, or £10,140 pa*.

Which is very interesting.

For one thing, it is way below the £275 per week being handed out to our booze cruiser.

More fundamentally, it's under half today's median household income of £407 per week*. And as regular BOM readers will know, we have long argued for reducing the official definition of the poverty line from 60% of median income to 50% (eg see this blog). So a 50% poverty line would still leave welfare recipients better off than the average household in 1961.

Back then, a commitment to lift every welfare dependant above the living standard enjoyed by that year's median household would have been thought wildly generous. It would have been way above anything understood as poverty income.

So what's changed? The bundle of goods 1961's median income can buy today (adjusted for inflation) is still way above real poverty.

The only reason we even consider it might not be enough is because we somehow allowed those Hampstead socialists to persuade us that poverty is a relative concept.

It isn't.

And a system of welfare that has hard-working cleaners paying tax to fund welfare dependant booze cruises is something that shames us all.

We should never have allowed the left to build such a monster in the first place. We must not flinch now as it's rolled back. We owe it to that cleaner.

*Footnote - The IFS figures relate to 2008-09, which is the most recent year for which we have official stats. Also note that they are figures for "equivalised" income, which means the raw data on individual household incomes have been adjusted to allow for different types of household (how many adults, how many children, etc).

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The Land of Smiles...& Sex.

Checking into JW Marriot, Mai Khao, they gave us a concoction of red liquid with nectar. Tasted kinda odd. You could count the number of guests with your fingers, and the place was somewhat under renovation. 

 But we were impressed with the massive suites, ooh-ing and aah-ing at the uniquely Thai touch- an elephant towel folded and placed on the dining table.

Master bedroom with bathroom double the size of my Singapore bedroom.

Couldn't bare to use the nicely folded tissue and toilet paper. Washed my ass with shower jet instead.

I have always been one who plan my holidays, when i googled Mai Khao, EVERY ONE warned that this part of Phuket is very secluded, a.k.a BORING. I panicked, i cannot not-do-anything on a holiday.

Thankfully, the hotel KNEW that Mai Khao is boring, with no water sports and no nightlife unlike neighbouring Phuket Town or Patong, so they hosted a variety of workshops and activities for hotel guests kids. I immediately rushed down to the KIDS CLUB for the animal towel making workshop, 30 mins after i checked in. I am shameless, so is my mum.

 Supposed to be a rabbit, but it looked more like a roast pig to me.

Turtle!

Orang Utan. The towel, not me.

We arrived 30 mins late, but the nice staff extended the lesson another 30 mins so we got to learn all the animals!

The swans are the EASIEST and the only one that you don't need much guessing.

The rest? They just looked like used tissues strewn about after my morning sinus.

Then it's time to get a 5 star spa treatment, courtesy of my fairy god-mother. JW Mai Khao IS rather plain, but its sister hotel Marriot next door is the belle. So we take a buggy ride to and fro almost every other hour.

And we couldn't resist cam whoring in our private couple room. Fancy an Auntie cam whoring with me. How cool is that! 

We took the Sun Riser packag but we had it at sun down. A 30 min scrub (scrubbing so long surprisingly didn't tear my skin) and a 90 min massage. Total bliss. I think the damage done was about $240 per person, that's cheap compared to Marriott Singapore isn't it?

Each couple package also comes with a very nice present. Luxuriously wrapped cleanser, toner, scrub and moisturizer. But hor, upon closer inspection, i noticed that some of the words on the tubs of cream already faded off leh. Hmmm....

 After cam whoring for 30 minutes straight in our room (it wasn't even our scheduled treatment time, told you the hotel is secluded.), we went to the pool for a work-out before the massage.

It's the nicest pool i've ever seen (ok, i don't go to fancy hotels alot), it's long and swimming through it reminds me of being in Atlantis (not that i've been there). Infinity pools are so common nowadays, it no longer has the wow factor.

Jacuzzi area.

That's me trying to beat the 10 second self timer to cam whore. Fail.

At the other side of the pool, you can get a 5 star view of the sun set. 

An absolute must when you're in Phuket town is:

62/5 Soi Phutorn, Bangkok Rd

A. Muang Telephone: 076 224 287

The deco beats anything i've seen in Singapore hands-down. It's like a open tree house, with various eating nooks with waterfalls or gardens can be found in all 3 levels of it.

That's our little corner, as i peered down from on top. The food is authentic, reasonably priced and tasted good too! Sorry for the poor quality of pictures, i never did figure how to optimise its functions.

Ain't my travelling partners glad that i am a restless traveller. It turns out to be true that Mai Khao is INDEED a boring beach (even though it's right at our door step). With no water activities, whatsoever, you really can't do anything but to tan, run by the beach or roll about in the sea. So kudos to me that i convinced the group to sign up for the Phi Phi tour at Phuket airport. Remember to haggle real low. You should be paying about SGD 60 per person for a full day tour. And, there IS a difference whether you take a small speed boat (35 pax max), or a ferry (with 300 fair and overly excited tourists). The latter can be a lot cheaper.

This was totally candid caught by my mum, but oh how my brother can do the come-hitler look.

We took the speedboat option, glad we did because from island to island takes 40 mins or more. Imagine the ferry, with 300 spartans (not).

Do not try these moves.....

or you'll end up like me. The strong huge waves crashed in, and i was washed off the rock which i tried to pose on top. Instead of upping my sex appeal, i ended with 3 less-than-sexy scratches on my bum.

Trying to quell my wet embarrassment from on-lookers, i sprung up and said "it's ok! I'm ok!" Act nonchalent about the cuts, and posed for another proper picture. Talk about posing recovery.

He poses better than moi.

So we island hop and snorkel along the way. If your hotel provides breakfast, do remember to pack toast with you to bring on the trip. Otherwise, purchase from the dock at $3 per loaf.

You won't want to miss feeding the fishes. It's such a thrill!!

My mum looks like a squirrel. She has a phobia of water, like me. My brother is very mean, he flung a peice of bread (frisbee style), and it landed accurately right in front of her. Guess what? The piranhas surrounded her and she TOTALLY FREAKED OUT!

AWESOME pic right? I know. Coming right at ya. For once, my camera did not fail me.

Mum's so funny, she kept squealing and shooing the fishes away while clinging on to my dad for her dear life. She said, "I am very scared they swim into my mouth!!"

I said, " Of course they will. With you squealing like that, your mouth is wide OPEN!

Confirm WILL SWIM IN!"

I hope lightning doesn't strike me.

The trick to feeding the fishes is to clench your fist, fit the peice of bread between your knuckles. Like this, you won't fear the them biting off your fingers (they don't anyway, but naturally you fear) and you won't lose the grip on your bread as well. You might feel abit of their teeth though. And their slimy hard scales,

oh such a thrill!

This is what implants will look like. Rock Hard.

The last stop was some island where you just chill (hard to, under sorching sun) at the beach bar, on the beach or get in the waters. You can explore the entire island and find some nook for some hanky panky.

One of the island stop-over was aptly called Monkey Island. This picture unfolded before me, and i always think of Planet of the Apes (fantastic movie). What if the roles were reversed and its the monkeys snapping away at all these fair skin fat ang mohs?

Though we were given bits of banana to feed the monkeys, be alert. They bite, and you won't know if they have rabies or worse, aids. I saw them copulating (monkey and mokey. not the girl above), doggie style.

He told me once he met a girl whose face was scratched all across. He went up to her in the bar and asked if she got slapped jokingly, she said a monkey clawed her face! Apparently, she ignored the warning sign that said “If you’re menstruating, please do not enter.” A monkey pounced onto her and started humping away the moment she crossed territory. Fact or fiction? I won’t want to know.

Lunch break was at Phi Phi Don island, oh how i wish we had more than an hour to spare!

Because there's shopping here, go go go!

Massage with special service?

I wonder if that clever message was purposeful constructed with humour or it was just a case of ignorant Thais? What do you think?

They have many shops selling the same trinklets. So you can make a hell out of bargaining. Here comes the sex part. Having travelled fairly wide, i have not come across any country where they blatantly display wares of sexual nature in public where children will be. Meet Thailand.

That's right. You extinguish your cigarette right between her legs. Ssssss......

Ironically, right behind this missionary, are the See No Evil monkeys.

I think they downplayed the elephant's real size, probably would have cost more with the extra plaster.

Our last night was splendidly spent at Fantasea. A theme park, without the roller coasters, Fantasea impressed us despite if being a Thai attraction and not an American Universal.

The whole place showed off spendid deco, and there was a different theme for each section of the park. Shops with their whole theme selling there ware are predominant.

One complaint though. They do not provide park maps (which is no big deal, because it is pretty much single direction) BUT if you did not know within the Safari themed shop house a BIG AMAZING indoor zoo, you will be surely regret for missing it!

Being excellent tour guides run in the blood, my dad pointed it out and led the way.

The mini zoo was BEAUTIFULLY decorated. I love it better than our Singapore zoo! Air-con throughout with extra thought into blending the animals with the environment. I felt sad though, because it's an indoor zoo, many of the animals are enclosed in small spaces with no green pastures and no fresh air.

They make the tigers like Sultans, decorating its enclosure to look like the Taj Mahal!

I regretted not taking a video to accurately show you how cute this display is. But it's a big glass tank that is like Willy Wonker’s chocolate factory. Guess what runs around sweets? Complete with rotating platforms and all.

Something that suckles a cow's udders?

Hamsters! My hamster (now in Heaven) would be so happy in there.

The highlight of this entire theme park are the elephants. At the end of the night, everyone is to make their way to the Elephant Palace to enjoy a 90 minute musical. Although everyone clamours to touch and pose with the elephants, again i felt sorry for them. Some of them were SO sleepy and most of their eyes were SUPER watery. I think its the THOUSANDS of camera flashes that is irritating their eyes. Sometimes i wonder if animals should really be used for our entertainment. I know we are at the top of the food chain, which lets us take alot of things for granted. Aren't humans selfish? I admit i can't stop visiting places that uses animals for entertainment because i love theme parks and sea worlds, all i hope is that these elephants loved by their carers, as Thais supposedly worship elephants right?

It's such a lively place, with every worker in some sort of costume. Even the road sweepers. Just like in Disney Land! Which is again, why we're impressed with Thailand.

I saw this dude first, but he looked so fierce in the shop, i didn't dare ask for a photo. Just in case he thought i was mocking him, treating him like an exhibit. But later, i saw 2 boob implant girls asking to take picture with him, and he obliged with a wide grin. He even held their hands, one on each side.

I know haggling is a must-do in thailand but you can't do so for Fantasea. Although some agents give a small discount automatically. Some people might advise you to do without the dinner, but in my opinion, get the All Inclusive package. Transport, dinner and show. $87. 3 hours (excluding show) was comfortable for us to eat, explore and enjoy. Dinner was systematic, your group will be allocated table numbers so there will be no rush. A variety, be sure to check out every corner of the massive ballroom that can sit thousands, because there is Indian, Japanese and other selections too. Many of us didn't know that, and only stuck to the center spread. Only when my dad (kudos to him again) came back with Indian food, we all asked WHERE?!

Be sure to release yourself before the show as once you're seated, it's a hassle to get out, especially if you're not seated near the aisle. Be warned that you will have to check in camera phones and cameras though.

You know what to do. *wink*

No photography was allowed for the show. The park wasn't a disappointment, but the show though more enjoyable towards the end, is not comparable by the slightest bit to shows in Disney or Universal. It gets very boring especially at the parts where they do their cultural dance. It gets better when the animals start coming out. With animals, everything is unexpected. Like how a rooster lost its herd and wandered around the stage, or lucky us witnessing a dancer jumping straight into an enormouse elephant poop, or seeing 3 elephants start a symphony of releasing their pee (stage staff had to scramble to replace bucket after bucket underneath the elephant).

Other than the cultural dances, they performed luckstre magic tricks (could be impressive to some, but i didn't feel anything) like making tigers and elephants disappear, sawing a woman into halve etc. At one point, 16 adult elephants stood on stage, at that moment i thought if any one of them go crazy, we will ALL be dead right here, in this auditorium. If not killed by an elephant foot, but a human stampede.

Still, it's a MUST go if you haven't.

Transport around Phuket is expensive. That's what happens when you live in some obscure place like Mai Khao and we could only rely on private transport.You can check out Premium Mall, where it's a factory outlet of sorts. It's not the famous labels there, but i'm sure you'll find something you fancy because they have big shoe shops (averages $20 per pair, don't know the brand), and many others selling quality clothes etc. Playboy sells nice shoes (factory outlet price: $70, shopping mall price: $100). Not a dirt cheap shopping area, but it offers a variety different from the Parsar Malam quality.

I just found this shot amusing. Surprisingly, i didn't get sunburnt despite many friend's warnings!

The cute sushi game i bought from Tokyo tickles young and old!

Phuket, i'm sure i'll be back again.

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