men in Brown

.....And it's a holiday in Cambodia
Where you'll do what you're told
A holiday in Cambodia
Where the slums got so much soul....
...I Fought the Law (and I Won)
Drinkin' beer in the hot sun
I fought the law and I won...
...I needed sex and I got mine
I fought the law and I won
The law don't mean shit if you've got the right friends
That's how the country's run.... (dead kenedys)


Yesturday riding to work on the back of a rusting duk-tapped up moto taxi, when a man in Brown spotted me , his eyes lit up, swung his bike around, hooned after us and despite my moto drivers attempt to out manouver him (and lower my age expectancy), managed to drive up side. Pulled a sour face, got us to stop, and then requesting $2 for my not wearing a helmet. We just stared at him in utter amazment, the mans lack of imagination ment we put our unhelmeted heads (and bodies) back onto the bike, ignoring his unhelmeted head, and drove back into the crowd of unhelmeted moto riders without so much as a backward glance... which, considering the freedom of head movement, would have been easy enough....