Men = big walking, drinking dollar signs

I couldn't resist this chipper travel piece on Phnom Penh. Excerpt:

It was disarming and a little frightening to walk into a pool hall and have 50 Khmer and Vietnamese girls look my way with smoldering eyes. John, a North Carolinian who accompanied us for a night out on the town, summed it up when he said, "This place is just like the bars at home -- except women here dig me."

Sure they do, fella. "Is that a roll of bills in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?"

The guy has some fantastic photos accompanying his travel pieces, supposedly posted from the road.

I went downtown today and was nearly run over by 500 teenage peace demonstrators. The kids, who have not yet learned that a peace march is more effective if you walk slowly, thus giving others a chance to observe and possibly join in, were steaming down the sidewalk on Market St. at about 4 m.p.h. Looking impossibly young and happy, and composed of about an 80-20 ratio of girls to boys, the youths were part of a nationwide school walkout -- make that worldwide.

Low in that same article is this paragraph:

Around 100 people took part in a ``Mall Walk for Peace'' at a suburban Albany, N.Y., shopping mall to protest the arrest of 61-year-old man who wore a T-shirt that read ``Peace on Earth'' and ``Give Peace a Chance'' while he shopped two days earlier.

The fools! A shopping mall should be selling the peace t-shirts, not banning them. That's what America's all about!