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To anyone who has stumbled across his blog, Bangkok’s ‘MORALLY DIMINISHED’ needs little introduction. As his pseudonym suggests, these are the content wallowings of a man unburdened by social constraint. In the new morality, weed is smoked everyday, fellow ex-pats must never be trusted and life is planned around “the penis’s whims.” 
The blog’s daily entries are brutally unapologetic. Screaming out between comic tales of the alienation waiting outside his apartment and Patrick Bateman-like musings on banal popular culture are graphically misogynistic ‘sexcapades’ illustrated with faceless digital trophies. Like picking up ‘American Psycho’, the result is so extreme that it’s hard not to read on.
Here’s a particularly dedicated entry from August 13th: It's lunchtime and am sat up in bed, watching the Muay Thai on Channel 7, with a naked girl on my left, an almost naked girl on my right, and my laptop on my lap… The laptop gets fucking hot, my balls get hot, and ache psychosomatically, it can't be healthy. Its freaks me out. But now is not the time to worry.
It’s not for the faint-hearted, and we don’t advocate anyone’s views but our own, so please make up your own mind about how MORALLY DIMINISHED the blog is for yourself after reading the following exchanges. 
BangkokRecorder: You stay fairly anonymous in your blog, but could you give us more of an idea about yourself. How old are you, and which part of the country are you from?
MORALLY DIMINISHED: Thirty. Live Sukhumvit, originally from Central London. Have also lived in Khon Kaen, Chiang Mai, Krabi.
What first brought you to Bangkok? Was it the girls?
Came for the beaches, emigrated for the girls. A lifelong fan of Asian girls, but a better supply here. It's sad really, but am hopelessly addicted.
Do you think it's easy to become dislocated from a sense of underlying 'reality' living in this city?
Yep, it's kinda like a cross between Gotham City and Royston Vasey. Very few Bangkok ex-pats actually ever experience even a semblance of Thai life or culture.
How successful have your relationships gone with girls in Thailand?
Have had several successful relationships, although after a few months I tend to destroy happy functional relationships with girls I still like, so I can continue living the single fantasy life that I'll one day magically get to bang one of Four-Mod, Girly Berry, or Cinderella.
How many people read your blog, and where do they tend to come from?
MD: Hundred hits a day, mostly from US, followed by TH, then UK. Not sure who they are as only told a few friends. Prefer readers who don't know me, so that if they think I'm a fucking dick it doesn't matter.
What are some of the messages that you've received from readers?
MD: Lots of e-mails from folk overseas telling me they wish they had my life. Which, I guess, is nice. Plus, some Christian hate-mail. 
What do you say to anyone who says you take advantage of bar girls?
I don't really go with that many bar-girls, perhaps one in six of my partners are working-girls, but am sure they take advantage of me more than I take advantage of them. I pay them enough, and most hang out at my place for longer than necessary, or come to see me after-work, not expecting payment, after already fucking fifty other guys. So I figure they don't hate me too much. They often turn into stalkers, so generally switch off my phone after dark.
Does anyone in Bangkok know you personally as Morally Diminished, any bar girls for example?
No. But friends know that I am responsible for Morally Diminished which used to be a London music/fashion thing. Some onliners know me as Coma Boy. Real-lifers know me by real-name. 
Do the girls pictured on your site mind you taking photographs of them for your blog?
I always keep faces out of the photos. Some girls enjoy photography which results in far more interesting photos than I publish in the blog. Many girls delete unflattering photos from my camera. Some girls jokingly ask if am going to put them online and I tell them a straight yes. I don't take photos too often though.
BR: We've seen a few of your stickers around town - mainly Soi Cowboy. What does it mean when you see one of them in a bar, that is gets your seal of approval?
We actually produced one million of those stickers, they're pretty much worldwide. Seeing one does NOT mean the place gets my seal of approval, think of them more as territorial pissings.
Where would you rather spend an evening: QBar or Bed?
Alone- QBar. With friends- Bed.
Where is the best place to be in this city?
In my pool, in the dark, after midnight.  What do you miss - if anything - about life in England?
Cold weather, clothes shopping, good weed, British TV, my sexy London apartment, my fucking cool cat, a small handful of friends, that not every single white person is a sex-pest/ bitter-expat/ criminal/ boiler-roomer/ creep/ et cetera, Hyde Park, Kensington Gardens, Soho, the duck at Four Seasons in Queensway, and so on.
What tips would you give to Westerners living in Thailand?
Learn the language, venture out from the expat bubble, read at the very least one sentence on Thai culture and etiquette, learn that there is more to life than just Nana Plaza, don't fuck anyone less than two-thirds your weight/ height/ age, smoke weed every day.
If there was one thing you could change about Bangkok, what would it be?
Would initiate an ethnic cleansing project to round-up and kill all the chavs, pervs, fatties, pirates, and anyone wearing their cellphone in a fucking belt-holster.
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