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- An old photo of the girls 'Indo' (European and Indonesian mixed) in Batavia
The first days of the expatriate in Southeast Asia, back in the 16th and 17th centuries were full of danger and the unknown. Never knowing when a passing ship would call and bring them home and consumed with fear they may never make it back, some of these intrepid pioneers would often seek comfort in the charms of a local obliging lady. Those who felt they were doing God's work had faith to keep but traders, sailors and others with a predilection for the sins of the flesh are more tempted and their offspring are still finding in pockets Asia, known as Eurasians name.
As the years turned into decades and decades to century of technological advances and the opening of the Suez Canal, cut journey times and expatriates found the country was not so far away after all. The wealth of the East had drawn increasingly and time, the gruff, old hoary colonial finely follicled and lord of his own manor started becoming an anachronism.
The expat scene, as it was transformed from the drunken debauchery of these pioneers in a distinguished mirror image, the middle class in Europe with all its prejudices that accompany and attention to status. Men displayed on the region, be they officials or businessmen, have begun to bear women, infused with a religious mini-renaissance that hit the rich again, smelled the decay they saw around them and imported Western values and mores. Well, their idea of Western values and mores.
But for two centuries before the men came to the east, settled and raised families, mingling with the local community and reach positions of trust. And not just the Europeans, of course. There are records of marine powerful treasure fleets of Zheng He's settling down on the north coast of Java, marrying local women and adopting local lifestyles.
The port of Banten, west of Jakarta, was the first trading entrepot before Singapore arrived on the scene and like any port town, he shook the sound of the marine barracks and randy sailor looking for their own piece of love before their next extended shuttle around the eastern islands of the archipelago; a Pattaya 17th century. The noisy city is now little more than a distant memory. Not only ships and sailors long since gone, even the seashore fell in the streets once rowdy.
The archetypal image is of course the cliff face red planter and blowing on plantations far from the "civilized" society but a weekly trip to the club sated desire to mix with his own nature. In the jungle if, under the canopy and in the midst of powerful jungles that still welcomes tigers and leopards in large numbers, he satisfies his lustful desires by other means.
Considered a classic piece of colonial literature by those who consider these things, the soul of Henri Fauconnier Malaya tells the story of a French planter who arrived in Malaya before independence just after first World war that soon mingles with the wife of Tamil gardener.
tent planter, without enthusiasm, to justify the appointment saying he gets useful information but even he knows this is not true. It is a little confusing at first by the attitude of the woman. He was given to understand that generally when a local lady was invited to share the white man's room, she will use her new status to dominate others and seek benefits for herself and her family.
His partner is so quiet and it is moderately amusing, assuming first, probably with a Gallic shrug of the shoulders, it's just a nymphomaniac; she was attracted by sex and not man. It was after an orgasm, not some trinkets.
Of course, despite its discretion the whole field knows what is happening and he discovers a colleague that in mind Tamil gardeners, it does not count. He has no caste and the idea of sharing his wife with the boss is on a level with the old sharing their wives with the gods who imagine some fatal at times. It is also revealed that the domain does not have a garden then perhaps the gardener simply ensure he keeps his job!
Of course, what is correct for the ulu is not good for the city and by the beginning of the 20th century when rubber prices were booming, new staff sent east said they could not marry during their first tour of duty and once they were in the country they soon discovered that pact with a local woman was a total violation of the label with disastrous consequences for the career of an ambitious young man.
Even after the Second World War single men often have to get permission from their employers before they can marry. A gentleman in England wrote to the government of Sarawak, also based in England, asking for permission to tie the knot and has been authorized to do so, once the Sarawak agreement was received! He received the good news in the form of a short letter bureaucratic
Mr.
In reference to your letter dated 30 May, I Sarawak received a telegram that your request to marry is approved.
Accept
government agent.
romantic bouquet!
There are no men, of course, who have been seduced by the charms of the East. Take the case of the late Cleo Odzer. She went to Thailand to catalog the stories of men who went to Bangkok in search of love. Or lust. In his mind, it was all the same and the chapters of his book Patpong Sisters' Showing his contempt for the subjects.
However, she changes her tune when she falls for a young Thai man who works as bragging in a bar in the district of Patpong busy road. Nobody, it seems, is immune to the charms of the East!
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