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Doggy Diapers

It has been a while since posting a right-wing piece on Japan, but here it goes...

Travel anywhere in Japan and you may discover that the foundation of every prefecture here is in its Shrines and temples; fermented rice brews; washoko (traditional cuisine); Showa era matures; an onsen ( natural geothermal spas ). The Nation of Japan as a whole share a common identity both linguistically and in principle. A true marvel to behold. No other nation is quite like it to be honest.

Sure, you may have your own valid reasons for visiting this island nation and seeing it through the lens of a tourist. You may not even care about the things I mentioned above, but this is fine too and is merely a matter of perception. You may be stuffing your face with ungodly amounts of extreme ramen with 400 grams of pork stacked sky-high on a bowl of noodles. You may probably even be gorging yourself with a plate of conveyor belt sushi - 30 plates! Groping your own belly. Or stuffing yourself into a kimono. You might be dressing up as your favorite manga character. Whatever floats your boat.

Somebody's grandson is shopping for adult diapers again, which still outsells baby diapers. I'm sure the grandson is wondering when he'll be able to muster up the courage to have a child of his own. He's still shy and a virgin clear into his 30s. If the granddaughter is a female ( she may not identify with pronouns) , she or them are probably still a single office lady ( person ) with an expensive collection of wines and one single passion fruit on her/its veranda; because that's all the passion she'll / they'll ever know. They are simply too scared of LOVE. Self-inflicted purgatory.

Back in the day during my ALT days, when I was liberating the young Japanese youth from Western decadence, Koizumi was in full march and swing with his battalion of LDP members visiting the shrines of shrines. His message was about unifying the body of the nation. The body politic Yamato. Reconciliation with the old and the new. He was a man of the Kojiki. He was a man of Japan. Most Japanese men of today fear such topics. They quiver in their boots. I can already hear their nervous chuckles in the distance behind a thinly veiled smile. Obsequious in nature.

The rising crescent and chisel of China has risen over the horizon against the glorious backdrop of the Hinomaru casting a shadow over its people. The future of Japan is uncertain now for sure, especially since you've got Rahm Emmanuel on his way over here ( former gov. of Chicago), and his boss biden. Please. Hands off Japan. Leave it to us to manage its foreign policy from the sidelines. Bonzai!

Anyway, the secret to happiness is good sake, good sleep, good onsen, good Jukujo, good food.



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