Bhutan, a country with less than a million people, has a dress code, so called Ghos and Kiras – and lots of red rubber boots.

 

Ornate, wooden penises decorate doorways, hang off from rooftops and are painted on the sides of homes. Bhutan, worshiping the phallus, an esoteric symbol for the Bhutanese. They fend off evil spirits.
Fresh weed is fed to Bhutan’s farm animals; it makes them slow and relaxed and they put on weight easily.

 
Thimpu, Bhutan’s capital, has human traffic lights, police officers dancing like ballerinas, regulating traffic. Bhutan also does not sell Coca Cola or similar sweet sins. The King fights Caries and Adipositas. Smoking is not allowed in all of Bhutan. Everything is under control and people willingly follow the rules. To call Bhutan paradise is to call an authoritarian regime Shangri-La.