Back in my day there used to be a Mark Pakin in every Thai show you watched. Every show. Every genre. You’d turn on GMMTV and there he was—didn’t matter if it was a romantic drama or a cooking competition, he’d just be there, like some benevolent spirit haunting Thai lgbtq+ media. We didn’t question it. We just accepted it. That was the world we lived in. It was beautiful.


















