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Off colour - a Texan in Thailand
Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 17/03/2015
» My boss, an Irishman named Chris, is fond of telling me that I come from "the land of gleaming white teeth and expressing yourself". He's not far off. My father is a dentist and my sister Amanda, a cheerleader throughout high school, is now a social emotional counsellor who works with children.
Worlds apart, together
Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 16/04/2015
» It is 10.30am on a Sunday morning, and I, along with around a dozen other reporters, am seated in a conference room on the ninth floor of a hotel in George Town, on Malaysia's Penang Island.
Mall things considered
Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 22/04/2015
» In my high school history class, when we couldn't avoid paying attention any longer, we would half-heartedly thumb through battered textbooks with broken spines, turning pages so stained with oil from generations of hands that they had become translucent as fast-food burger wrappers.
Bangkok Comic Con's back alley
Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 07/05/2015
» '[As Thais] we only adopt, poorly. We're not creating anything new. But such is the way of the Thai mentality. We don't lead. We follow. We want something we're used to. We like imitations. As content consumers, we like junk food."
Cycling's just to die for
Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 26/05/2015
» On Sunday morning, I woke up and decided to go for a bike ride.
He ain't heavy (he's only 11)
Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 25/06/2015
» Live abroad for long enough and you start to lose touch. The things you took for granted back home - your friends, your family, your Shih Tzu - start to become relics of a faded reality. You are absent for birthdays, anniversaries, Christmases. Your loved ones wrinkle and shrink as they are dragged behind time's insectile scuttle.
Notes from a big country
Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 29/07/2015
» On the second night of my trip home, my family celebrated my father's birthday at a large seafood restaurant, one link in a chain of locations scattered across the southern United States. My younger brother, Gatlin, who is 11, ordered something called the "Mixed Seafood Grill". What arrived, half-an-hour later, carried in by a waiter lurching under its horrific weight, can only be described as nautical holocaust. Heaped on a platter the size of a manhole cover were enormous chunks of fish, scallops you could use as hockey pucks, shrimp that could be worn as bracelets.
This is no time for nationalism
Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 28/08/2015
» Tragedy is a strange, contradictory thing. It breaks and it binds. It destroys and it builds. It opens and it closes. When an earthquake, or a storm, or a man's gun, or a bomb takes human lives, there is first anger, sadness, confusion. There is fear. There is grief. There is great pain. But this is followed by a period of mourning, and then of consolation, of comfort, of determination and of strength.
It's not terrorism we fear
Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 11/09/2015
» To live abroad is to surrender your right to an opinion. It is the firm price of admission.
Do not discount the expatriate
Life, Adam Kohut, Published on 01/10/2015
» Prime Minister Prayut Chan-o-cha this week addressed the UN General Assembly in New York. What do you think was going through his mind as he spoke? Was he nervous? What was his pulse rate?