There's more to Sven-Goran Eriksson's Thailand move than sleaze.
Stroll down Khao San Road, the tourist section of Bangkok, Thailand, and you'll be accosted by peddlers of suits, ironic t-shirts, knockoff watches, fried beetles (to eat; pictures cost 10 Baht, about 10 cents), smokes, massages, and boat excursions.
Hippies who came on vacation and then stayed in Thailand sit - posture unnervingly straight, dreads down to the smalls of their backs - selling hemp crafts arranged on a blanket. Pass through late enough at night (the party rages on until dawn cracks open with the glorious Southeast Asian sun) and men will shove pictures of naked ladies in your face. "Boom boom?" they'll ask.
What are they saying???