Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Japanese for Idiots












Just got back from Yokohama, where I finally managed to sort out my visa and re-entry permits, and change of status etc. for my brand new passport - so feeling somewhat relieved and pleased with myself - not only did I make it to Yokohama and back (and only got lost once, by getting on the wrong train), but I managed to communicate (OK - it was minimal) in Japanese. So I found a bookshop in Motomachi (posh shopping street in Yokohama) and bought some more books from which to learn the old Nihongo 日本語 including the Complete Idiot's Guide to Japanese, which appears to suit me down to the ground.


I am finally getting on top of the two phonetic syllabaries used here - katakana and hiragana - 47 basic characters each, plus extras (don't ask why two?) - and am suddenly being able to read stuff all over the place - shops, buses, lamposts ... It reminds me of when I walked out of the optician's at the age of 11 wearing my first pair of National Health specs and suddenly being able to see everything, after a year or so of blurred vision. The amount of Japanese English is overwhelming - it's everywhere - Ladies' Clinic, Public Golf, Store, Cleaning, etc etc etc etc but all written in kana. 'Cleaning' (meaning a dry cleaners), for example, is クリ二ング ku-ri-ni-n-gu (or something like that).



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You hear Japanese English all the time - for example I went into a baker's today - as you enter you take a plastic tray and a pair of tongs and help yourself to the buns and so on (some unusual fusions available, eg. curry doughnuts - カレ ドナツ ka-re do-na-tsu (or something like that). In some places you can pay using your train/bus pass, so I thought I'd try it today - so I ask, in a form of Japanese, 'Is it OK to use my bus pass?', to which the delightful shop assistant answered 'Yes, of course - please touch' - touch onegaishimasu - タチュ お願いします (or something like that) 'Touch' being Japanese English for 'stick your bus pass on this electronic sensory device here'.




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That's the thing about Japan - full of surprises - as Forrest Gump's mother said - Life is a box of chocolates - you never know just what you're going to get.
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We have started having regular video nights here at home - last night it was Forrest Gump; last weekend I watched Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid two nights running (only the third time in my life that's happened - the first two being Jean de Florette / Manon des Sources, and Stealing Beauty.)
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Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid has a great last line -
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Butch: Did you see Sherriff Forrest out there?
Sundance: Nope
Butch: That's a relief - for a minute there I thought we were in trouble...
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At the age of 11, by the way, I had trumpet lessons for a year, and the only thing I half-mastered was Raindrops keep falling on my head (from the above film), which I remember playing to the valley from my bedroom window.

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Three men and a kitchen

Been eating pretty well since I moved in here - three men, and we all like cooking. Last night I knocked up an oyster, scallop, asparagus and oyster mushroom pasta in a herby white wine and cream sauce. S1 provided sausages, bacon, mushrooms, toms, fresh French bread, eggs ... for breakfast followed by a walk down to the beach. S2 has just cooked a whole load of gyouza.

Oishii!

Auguries of Innocence










To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.

A robin redbreast in a cage
Puts all heaven in a rage.
A dove-house fill'd with doves and pigeons
Shudders hell thro' all its regions.

A dog starv'd at his master's gate
Predicts the ruin of the state.













A horse misused upon the road
Calls to heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fibre from the brain does tear.
A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing.
The game-cock clipt and arm'd for fight
Does the rising sun affright.













Every wolf's and lion's howl
Raises from hell a human soul.
The wild deer, wand'ring here and there,
Keeps the human soul from care.

The lamb misus'd breeds public strife,













And yet forgives the butcher's knife.
The bat that flits at close of eve
Has left the brain that won't believe.

The owl that calls upon the night













Speaks the unbeliever's fright.
He who shall hurt the little wren
Shall never be belov'd by men.











He who the ox to wrath has mov'd
Shall never be by woman lov'd.
The wanton boy that kills the fly
Shall feel the spider's enmity.
He who torments the chafer's sprite
Weaves a bower in endless night.
The caterpillar on the leaf
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief.

Kill not the moth nor butterfly,
For the last judgement draweth nigh.
He who shall train the horse to war
Shall never pass the polar bar.
The beggar's dog and widow's cat,
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.
The gnat that sings his summer's song
Poison gets from slander's tongue.
The poison of the snake and newt
Is the sweat of envy's foot.















The poison of the honey bee
Is the artist's jealousy.
The prince's robes and beggar's rags
Are toadstools on the miser's bags.
A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you can invent.
It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;


And when this we rightly know,
Thro' the world we safely go.
Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine,

Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.
The babe is more than swaddling bands;
Every farmer understands.





Every tear from every eye
Becomes a babe in eternity;
This is caught by females bright,
And return'd to its own delight.

The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar,
Are waves that beat on heaven's shore.
The babe that weeps the rod beneath
Writes revenge in realms of death.












The beggar's rags, fluttering in air,
Does to rags the heavens tear.
The soldier, arm'd with sword and gun,
Palsied strikes the summer's sun.

The poor man's farthing is worth more
Than all the gold on Afric's shore.
One mite wrung from the lab'rer's hands
Shall buy and sell the miser's lands;
Or, if protected from on high,
Does that whole nation sell and buy.

He who mocks the infant's faith
Shall be mock'd in age and death.
He who shall teach the child to doubt
The rotting grave shall ne'er get out.

He who respects the infant's faith
Triumphs over hell and death.
The child's toys and the old man's reasons
Are the fruits of the two seasons.

The questioner, who sits so sly,
Shall never know how to reply.

He who replies to words of doubt
Doth put the light of knowledge out.
The strongest poison ever known
Came from Caesar's laurel crown.

Nought can deform the human race
Like to the armour's iron brace.
When gold and gems adorn the plow,
To peaceful arts shall envy bow.

A riddle, or the cricket's cry,
Is to doubt a fit reply.
The emmet's inch and eagle's mile
Make lame philosophy to smile.










He who doubts from what he sees
Will ne'er believe, do what you please.










If the sun and moon should doubt,
They'd immediately go out.
To be in a passion you good may do,
But no good if a passion is in you.
The whore and gambler, by the state
Licensed, build that nation's fate.
The harlot's cry from street to street
Shall weave old England's winding-sheet.
The winner's shout, the loser's curse,
Dance before dead England's hearse.
Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born,
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.
Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.
We are led to believe a lie
When we see not thro' the eye,
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
When the soul slept in beams of light.
God appears, and God is light,
To those poor souls who dwell in night;
But does a human form display
To those who dwell in realms of day.


Blake: Auguries of Innocence
Photos: Round here this morning

Friday, January 25, 2008

A Note From Michael Moore












"January 25, 2008

Friends,

I just wanted to drop you a note to let you know (if you didn't already) the good news that "Sicko" has been nominated for this year's Academy Award for Best Documentary. It was a pleasant surprise when we got the news on Tuesday.

Of course, every reporter who's called me in the past few days wanted to know if I plan on giving an "anti-war" or "anti-Bush" speech, should "Sicko" win, as I did when we won the Oscar for "Bowling for Columbine" in 2003. (As you may recall, it was the 5th day of the war when those Oscars were held, and I said from the stage that, while I enjoy making nonfiction films, we live in fictitious times with a man of fiction in the White House. A ruckus ensued with a loud roar of cheers and boos, then someone cued the band to get me off the stage. As host Steve Martin said a few moments later, Teamsters were out back loading me into the trunk of a car.)

Well it's five years later and we are still at war. But there's no booing these days. 65% of the public is now opposed to the war and to Mr. Bush. The Academy, instead of cutting off the microphone, now nominates anti-war films for Best Documentary. That's right, three of the five nominees this year are Iraq War films!

I am very honored to be in this group of documentaries, three of which I brought last summer to our film festival in northern Michigan. "Taxi to the Dark Side" is a brutal examination of U.S. torture in Iraq and Afghanistan. "Operation Homecoming" has actors reading letters from soldiers in Iraq. "No End in Sight" has ex-Bush administration officials admitting how they messed up the occupation, lamenting how things would have been so much better if only Bush had put people in Baghdad who knew what they were doing (and wouldn't we all have loved to see THAT? Hahaha). And "War/Dance" tells the moving story of kids in a dance competition in war-torn Africa. A diverse group of films, and proof that nonfiction movies are stronger than ever. 。。。。。

In the meantime, I'll send you some pre-Super Tuesday thoughts next week. Thanks again for all your nice comments on the Oscar nod and I hope this extra attention on "Sicko" will help to push for the day when every American can go to the doctor or the hospital and never be asked "what's in your wallet?"

Yours,
Michael Moore




WASHINGTON (CNN) -- President Bush and his top aides publicly made 935 false statements about the security risk posed by Iraq in the two years following September 11, 2001, according to a study released Tuesday by two nonprofit journalism groups.

"In short, the Bush administration led the nation to war on the basis of erroneous information that it methodically propagated and that culminated in military action against Iraq on March 19, 2003," reads an overview of the examination, conducted by the Center for Public Integrity and its affiliated group, the Fund for Independence in Journalism.

According to the study, Bush and seven top officials -- including Vice President Dick Cheney, former Secretary of State Colin Powell and then-National Security Adviser Condoleezza Rice -- made 935 false statements about Iraq during those two years.

The study was based on a searchable database compiled of primary sources, such as official government transcripts and speeches, and secondary sources -- mainly quotes from major media organizations.

The study says Bush made 232 false statements about Iraq and former leader Saddam Hussein's possessing weapons of mass destruction, and 28 false statements about Iraq's links to al Qaeda.....
"It is now beyond dispute that Iraq did not possess any weapons of mass destruction or have meaningful ties to al Qaeda," the report reads, citing multiple government reports, including those by the Senate Select Committee on Intelligence, the 9/11 Commission and the multinational Iraq Survey Group, which reported that Hussein had suspended Iraq's nuclear program in 1991 and made little effort to revive it.

The overview of the study also calls the media to task, saying most media outlets didn't do enough to investigate the claims.

"Some journalists -- indeed, even some entire news organizations -- have since acknowledged that their coverage during those prewar months was far too deferential and uncritical," the report reads.

"These mea culpas notwithstanding, much of the wall-to-wall media coverage provided additional, 'independent' validation of the Bush administration's false statements about Iraq."

The quotes in the study include an August 26, 2002, statement by Cheney to the national convention of the Veterans of Foreign Wars.

"Simply stated, there is no doubt that Saddam Hussein now has weapons of mass destruction," Cheney said. "There is no doubt he is amassing them to use against our friends, against our allies, and against us."
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Photo: The BBC reports the spontaneous collapse of World Trade Centre Building 7, not hit by a plane, 20 minutes before it did so - what a coincidence!

A Message to You

Here's a woman with a message for us all:








http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dBJnoMP1Uyc
Try

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JjD4eWEUgMM&feature=related
Cry Baby - We are a life-form derived from amoeba (no disrespect) flying round an expanding universe at 30,000 Earth miles per hour, or perhaps second, and we wonder what the answers are. Seems to me there aren't any - only questions.

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PS. Following on from the last post, she also died at the height of her creative powers, at 27, from a drug overdose.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

The Dangers of YouTube

Aye aye aye aye - canta, no llores (sing, don't cry):




http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Eh44QPT1mPE&NR=1
Neil Young – Heart of Gold - The guy who makes mumbling cool, then switches to poetry in the blink of an eye.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EqGOVWeD_Mc
Free – Fire and water - probably my all-time favourite band, and the one I would most like to have been a part of.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F4OTwnFz83c&feature=related

The Who – Tommy - Apart from the fact that the bass player (John Entwistle) should have stuck to just that, this is energy of the highest octane (above). The drummer (Keith Moon) manages to keep the beat amid a chaotic frenzy - he used to end up kicking the drum set over the stage while Pete Townshend smashed his guitar up. Punk poets (below), before the term was invented.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2xHkuYfqIIg&feature=related


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SXBEjeNzePw&feature=related
Light my fire - another pre-punk poet lets rip.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MjHdBDnHEeU&NR=1
Star Spangled Banner - to my mind the most subversive performance ever - at the height of America's imperialist war of aggression on a third world country, by a black to a privileged white audience - the rich kids that didn't have to go back to work - this is around 5 a.m. on the Monday morning. The Guernica of rock.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Obfci1CIqq8&feature=related

Neil Young – Like a hurricane - transcendental trance music




aye aye aye - excuse me, while I kiss the sky

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On a more sober note it might be pointed out that Paul Kossoff (lead guitarist with Free), Keith Moon (drummer with The Who), Jim Morrison (singer of The Doors), and Jimi Hendrix, all died at the height of the creative powers from drug overdoses, while John Entwistle (bass player of The Who) died in a hotel room with a hooker a couple of years ago, having taken too much cocaine - but as Roger Daltry (lead singer of The Who) said, that is just the way he would have wanted to go.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Practical advice on visiting Japan

In March it's still going to be a bit nippy,








especially up north, which will be under deep snow - but if you head south towards Okinawa it'll be perfect. I have a tent and in two you should be able to hitch easily enough. There's a great book I'll send called Hokkaido Highway Blues by Will Ferguson - he hitches right up from one end of Japan to the other, following the cherry blossom as it comes into flower - late March to April and into May. It's a very good insight into Japanese culture - he has lived in Japan for 20 years and speaks fluent Japanese. It's also very funny. I highly recommend it.

The Okinawan island chain is linked up by ferries, which might be a good way to travel. You should go to Hiroshima, which is down that way. I'd also recommend Nagasaki, Osaka and Kyoto. Sado island, up north, is the home of Taiko drumming.










The first week of May is Golden Week, when the whole country goes on holiday and everywhere is packed and very expensive. But we can plan to go somewhere off the beaten track - the Japanese all flock to certain hotspots and cram together, while just round the next corner there'll be absolutely no-one.

It'll be good for you to meet some of our more sensible students - the more mature ones - you can have a great time in karaoke bars or whatever - looking round the bright lights of Tokyo - Shinjuku, Shibuya, Roppongi etc. All easily accessed from here (once you know how to use the train and bus system).There are also some international students here - they tend to live in an international residence and have parties etc.

Getting from Narita Airport










Step 1

At Narita you will be fingerprinted on arrival (all gaijin - outsiders - are now).

Go to the information desk - this could well be your last chance to speak to someone in English until you get to the house, so make the most of it - get as much info as you can - maps etc.

Most stations in Japan are in fact a number of stations rolled into on, masquerading as a single unit. So you have to make sure you are getting, first onto the right line, and second the right train - the different lines are run by different companies, who don't always help each other by providing charts, information etc of their rivals.

On the major lines there will be a certain amount of information in English - the names of the stations for example, but not much - and no-one to help who speaks English - you can try asking the man at the ticket barrier but don't expect him to understand you, or you him.

You can try looking lost and asking some other passenger to help - say 'sumimasen' - meaning excuse me, thank you, or sorry - and then speak very slowly and clearly - just the destination to start with:

We are on the other side of Tokyo from Narita. The train map of the Tokyo area is maybe 10 times more complex than the London underground, and resembles a plate of spaghetti, or a car wiring diagram. 20 million people live in Tokyo itself, with 40 million in the greater Tokyo area - compared with 10 million in London.










There is a certain amount of English everywhere but it's a gloss, a veneer, which the Japanese use to convince themselves that they are ‘international’ - it's used for them by them and is not primarily meant to help foreigners. There is still very little foreign tourism in Japan - but lots of domestic tourism.

So for example when I first arrived here I managed to get to an island stuck on the end of a causeway, called Enoshima - you will go there I expect - it's Japan's answer to Mont St. Michel / St Michael's Mount. I left the station and headed to a large notice board with 'Information Board' written across the top in large letters. The rest of the board was 100% in Japanese. This is typical.

The Japanese language is written in a mixture of Chinese characters (Kanji) of which there are perhaps 50,000. Most people know at least 2,000 (I know about 100). Then there are two syllabaries of 47 characters each (kana), which are phonetic. I have been here over a year and still have problems. So basically you are illiterate, and rely on help. You need someone to take you to wherever it is you want to go and then remember how you got there for the next time. This applies to the Japanese themselves, which is why they always go around in groups with an expert local guide.










Things are complicated further by the fact that streets rarely have names (and if they do there are likely to be in kanji), and houses don't have numbers (just the name of the occupant, in kanji). To find your way anywhere you either need a guide, or a satellite navigation system in your car (in kanji), or you plan your journey on the internet using google maps (in kanji) and print out detailed street maps of precisely where it is you need to go.

The other day, for example, I had to take a hire van back to a depot in Yokosuka where I have never been. M sent me a very detailed series of maps to get me there, which I finally managed after going round in circles for about an hour, trying to read the street signs, in kanji. I finally managed it - but then realised I had no idea how to get home. I found the station, but there was no information on how to get from Yokusuka to home - where to change trains etc. I needed help, which I was fortunate to find.











The street signs I refer to above, by the way, are not the names of the streets but the names of the crossroads. The streets usually don't have names, but the crossroads do - in kanji.

So, from Narita you get on the Yokosuka line to Yokusuka or Kurihama, and get off at Zushi. So far so good. From now on you will be getting on a bus, so it's all in kanji - no roman alphabet, nothing recognisable, and probably no-one who speaks English - certainly not the bus driver.

I will also send you train/bus passes, which are top-uppable.


I’ll give you a bank card to my second bank account, which I don’t use. Japan is very much a cash culture and a surprising number of places don’t accept credit cards, so you need to carry a reasonable amount of cash on you at all times. ATM machines, by the way, are booths, often at railway stations, and are free to use up till 6 pm, after which they charge about 50p, then they close completely at night – so last night, for example, the train was delayed and I got back too late for the buses and had to get a taxi, and only just had enough cash for the fare – and no way of getting any money out of the ATM, which had closed.










… so, you have arrived at Zushi station on the Yokosuka line from Narita airport. …
These train/bus passes are a relatively new phenomenon and there are two types: Pasmo and Suica. As they are interchangeable I will get you two Suica cards. This can also be used to pay for stuff at some newsagents and cafes, particularly near stations – wherever you see a Pasmo or Suica sign.

When you get off at the front, you place your Suica card on the blue screen by the driver and it will beep etc. and you get off. The driver will say ‘arigato gozaimass’ (thank you very much).
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Japanese attitude to foreigners.

The Japanese are an amazingly contradictory people. In some ways they are very cool and distant and in other ways extremely caring and sensitive. I have never had any negative feeling from them, and often had loads of help – but it’s good to make the first ice-breaking move. They are a bit afraid of gaijin (foreigners) and unsure – shy, I suppose. So if you need help (or just want to be sociable), smile and say 'sumimasen’ – excuse me. And then ‘English?’ or ‘Eigo?’. If they can’t speak English (probable) they will rush off and find someone who can. If you are shopping you can just try asking for what you want in English – often it’s the same, but Japanised, although often it’s Japanese English. For example the other day I wanted short crust pastry, so I tried pastry? Shorto crusto? In the end we found it – Pie sheeto.

On the subject of shopping, if you buy fish, be aware that there are two grades – one for cooking and one for sushi or sashimi, ie. to be eaten raw. The sashimi fish have been kept alive in tanks so they are really fresh, and are much more expensive.

To get to the supermarkets (supaa) …

In the supermarket.

Pretty straightforward – you can pick up veg etc. Perishables are often discounted, especially in the evenings: sushi and sashimi for example are often half-price – they will have a sticker on them with the kanji 半 (half).

At the checkout they will ask you if you have a loyalty card (kaado). No is iie (eeyay). They might ask you if you want a bag (fukuro). Yes is hai (onegaishimas – please). Just onegaishimas is good. ‘No thank you’ is ii desu (literally – that’s good – that’s OK). OK is daijobu, or OK! Thanks is domo. Thank you very much indeed is domo arigato gozaimas.
Good idea to learn these and use them as often as possible – it will go down well.

When you are in the check-out line watch what the others do in front of you. Don’t start packing while you are standing at the check-out – you take your basket to a separate area to pack, beyond the check-out.

The checkout person will probably keep up a running commentary of what she is doing – don’t be perturbed. Just smile.











More on trains:

As I said, each train station usually has more than one line, and often several. As you will have a Suica card your life will be so much easier, because all the lines accept it – at least round here – I can’t say because I don’t know what will happen once you move away from this area (Kanagawa).

There are at least 4 different kinds of train, often running on the same line – depending on which line, they could be Express, Rapid Express, Special Express, Local, etc (Romance car, Shonan liner … and of course the shinkansen (bullet train) these are all expensive, and look like British trains, with forward facing seats).













The Local and Express trains look like London underground trains with inward facing bench seats. As I have discovered the hard way, it is important to know which one you are getting on – the Local train stops at every stop and takes forever to get to Tokyo for example. The Express trains often don’t stop at the station that you want to get off at – so you whizz through and have to turn round and come back again on a Local from the next station. There are charts on the platform showing you what trains stop where, and the digital display board will tell you what kind of train is coming next. It also says on the side of the train – in kanji and in romaji (Roman alphabet).

On the platform you have to queue up to get on the train at each door – this is marked on the platform, and the train stops precisely at the right spot.

It is considered ill-mannered to eat in public – at least to eat on trains or in the street – like dogs. You might even get someone ticking you off.

Some trains do not have maps inside the carriages. Some only have maps in kanji – so I highly recommend you keep the map I will give you on you at all times.

Eating out.

You will no doubt want to eat out – it can be cheap – much cheaper than in Britain, ie. 800 – 1000 yen (4 GBP) a head. As you no doubt know by now, Japanese restaurants usually specialize in one particular thing. Probably the cheapest are the ramen shops. ラメン ra-me-n. The shop sign may be in romaji (Ramen) but usually in kana (ラメン).
Ramen is a bowl of noodles – check out your guide book. You can have them hot or cold. When you enter they will ask how many people, and may give you a V-sign meaning two. You give a V-sign back. They may give you a choice of where to sit – at the bar or on the floor, at the low tables on tatami (straw) mats. Never walk in shoes on tatami mats! You will be crucified. Be prepared to take your shoes off on entering almost anywhere. You will often be provided with slippers – watch what other people do. Don’t wear the slippers to the toilet. In a ramen shop you will have to put your shoes back on to go to the toilet. In other places you will have separate toilet slippers.

The drawback of ramen shops is that the menu is usually all in Japanese (kanji and kana) – check your guidebook for details. Stamina スタミナ (su-ta-mi-na) is a good choice – bits of everything. Some places have menus with photos, so you can point. Some places have plastic versions of the meals in a display cabinet outside the door, so you could wave at the waiter and take him outside and point.

When you pay they might want to know if you want separate bills (betsu betsu) or you want to pay together (isho). You pay at the checkout, not at the table.

Beer is beeru – the cheapest is draught beer – nama beeru – although it’s often 500 yen for a half pint. A pint of Guinness is 800 – 900 yen.










My favourite places to eat are the izakaya. You get your own little booth, a photo menu, a button to press and the waitresses keep bring stuff all evening – but you end up spending quite a lot.

Where to go in Week 1.

I suggest you try getting to fairly local places and back in the first week or so, and gradually get more ambitious once you learn the ropes a bit.










1. The beach. Just walk down to the sea and follow the coast along. To the left … it’s pretty open coastline. To the right it’s more like a tourist resort.
2. Kamakura. Check your guide book. Kamakura is only two stops and is one of the must-see tourist destinations in Japan.
3. Yokohama. Depending on which train you catch, Yokohama is only 30 mins or so. …Check your guide book. Eat in Chinatown. Many Chinese restaurants offer an eat-as-mush-as-you-like lunch – you just keep helping yourselves. This is only at lunchtime, not in the evening. It’s called a tabehodai. 食べ放題。Ask when you go in – tabehodai arimaska? Many places also offer a nomihodai – drink as much as you like for a fixed price, usually within two hours (in the evening).
4. Enoshima. Japan’s Mont St Michel. A couple of stops from Kamakura,…
5. Hakone. The Hakone hills are the other side of Odawara. If you look across the bay you can see them in the distance, with Mount Fuji behind – a beautiful sunset on a good day. ..
6. Nokogiriyama. This is a bit more ambitious but a great trip. You take the train to Kurihama (20 mins), then the ferry across Tokyo bay (40 mins), then a cable car up the mountain. At the top there is the largest Buddha in East Asia, carved out of solid rock – in fact there are two enormous Buddhas – three times the size of the much more famous Kamakura Great Buddha. Plus 1000 smaller buddhas in caves all over the top of the mountain. Great views all around. Wild monkeys etc.
7. Once you have mastered the above, you might want to attempt Tokyo – gambatte kudasai! Good luck!

Camping










I have been told that camping may be more of a pain than it’s worth – apparently it’s not much cheaper than staying in a minshuku (B&B). Plus they are out of town so you have to fart around with buses. On the other hand, it seems you can’t just turn up at a minshuku and ask for a room – you have to book in advance, which means you need someone who can speak Japanese. You’ve also got the problem of finding the minshuku in the first place, in a country with no street names, and everything important written in kanji. …..

Friday, January 18, 2008

Wild Horses

Stanko Milov with Patricia Barker in Swan Lake











http://youtube.com/watch?v=Yu-fHsxyvNk
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DP0S9CeEl5w&NR=1

Stones – Wild Horses



Word of the Day for Tuesday, January 15, 2008:
inculcate

To teach and impress by frequent repetition or instruction.


"It is difficult, if not impossible, to inculcate in those who do not want to know, the curiosity to know; I think it is also impossible to kill this need in those who really want to know. "

T. V. Rajan, "The Aha! Factor", The Scientist, March 21, 2002


"A tragic indication that even the most noble attempts to inculcate children with the basic principles of universal humanism - that, whatever our differences, we are more alike than unalike - will founder against the rocks of deeply held prejudices of their parents. "

Gary Younge, "Sesame sans frontieres", The Guardian, October 14, 2002


"But Havelock would insist that the epics constitute the accumulated wisdom of the culture, beyond which the audience (thoroughly inculcated with the teachings of the epics) cannot go. "

Michael E. Hobart and Zachary S. Schiffman, Information Ages


Inculcate is from Latin inculcare, "to tread upon, to force upon," from in-, "in, on" + calcare, "to trample," from calx, calc-, "heel."

Dictionary.com

Photography ©2007 Brad Matthews

Monday, January 14, 2008

Dodgy Africans

Went to a birthday party in Roppongi, Tokyo, last night - M had arranged a dinner in a sake restaurant, a nomihodai (drink as much as you like), and a good time was had by all. Regrettably I managed to throw a glass of very decent sake over a lovely Japanese lady, with whom I was trying to have a conversation in French at the time - she quite understandably soon thought wiser of this endeavour.

Despite having been in Japan for over a year, I still haven't explored much of Tokyo - but I've heard the area of Roppongi mentioned a fair bit. According to the xenophobic racist mayor of Tokyo, Roppongi is full of dodgy Africans trying to either sell drugs or coax naive gaijin (foreigners) into strip clubs every ten metres or so. Well he's wrong - given my experience last night it's more like every 5 metres.

You want a girl?

No - no thank you very much.

You don't like Japanese girls?

Not at all - we are both happily married.

Yeah - but you like a change - white titties, brown titties, ... green titties...

Friday, January 11, 2008

Moving on

I have now moved physically to a new house in Hayama (near Kamakura) - it's a new house that an Australian friend has bought, and I have the hachi-jo tatami room downstairs (8 tatami mat-size), complete with tokonoma (alcove for a small shrine) with a knobbly bit of wood, oshiire (big cupboard for futon with sliding doors), fusuma (sliding doors), shouji window (latticed paper), and mud walls (don't know the name). From the garden we have a view of Sagami Bay, the island of Enoshima, and on a clear day the sun sets behind Fuji-san, the Hakone mountains and the Izu hills. Down at the harbour is La Chaya bar, right on the water, where there is live jazz every Saturday night. At the other end of the beach is Morito Jinja (a shrine on the end of a small peninsula), next to which my Japanese friend has a lovely house. He also keeps a yacht at Enoshima, which we go out on every now and then - probably more now that I have become his neighbour. These two friends have already introduced me to many more of theirs - so things are looking good.

Tonight I'm going to the pub to meet a couple of colleagues; tomorrow I'm meeting a friend in Yokohama; Sunday there's a birthday party in a sake restaurant in Roppongi, Tokyo; and on Monday (seijin no hi - 'Coming of Age Day') I'm going to see Swan Lake by the Leningrad State Ballet. And on Wednesday I will attend my first council meeting of the oldest learned society in Japan, as a new councillor. Sugoi! (amazing).

Photo of the hatsunohide (first sunrise) of 2007 of the rocks off the end of Morito Jinja, Hayama, from the 'Endeavour'.
Courtesy of MS

Friday, January 4, 2008

Packing up

I'm packing up today...









... and moving on tomorrow.




Insha'allah.





http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rKlaV-9Vzsk&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FdSzNPwILYA&feature=related

The Ship Song


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FG0-cncMpt8&feature=related
Nick Cave – Into my arms


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J4keNw7Q0Aw
Are you the one I've been waiting for?














http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6KZqfN9eh8w
Love letter

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bvkZwWXhYIw
The Weeping Song


'The art of life is to know how to enjoy a little and to endure very much.'

William Hazlitt

Letter from Michael Moore















Thursday, January 3rd, 2008

"It's the War," Says Iowa to Hillary -- And a "Happy Blue Year" To All!

...from Michael Moore



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There was no doubt about it. The message from Iowa tonight was simple, but deafening:

If you're a candidate for President, and you voted for the war, you lose. And if you voted and voted and voted for the war -- and never once showed any remorse -- you really lose.









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In short, if you had something to do with keeping us in this war for four-plus years, you are not allowed to be the next president of the United States.

Over 70% of Iowan Democrats voted for candidates who either never voted for the invasion of Iraq (Obama, Richardson, Kucinich) or who have since admitted their mistake (Edwards, Biden, Dodd). I can't tell you how bad I feel for Senator Clinton tonight. I don't believe she was ever really for this war. But she did -- and continued to do -- what she thought was the politically expedient thing to eventually get elected. And she was wrong. And tonight she must go to sleep wondering what would have happened if she had voted her conscience instead of her calculator.

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John Edwards was supposed to have come in third. He had been written off. He was outspent by the other front-runners six to one. But somewhere along the road he threw off the old politico hack jacket and turned into a real person, a fighter for the poor, for the uninsured, for peace.
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And for that, he came in a surprise second, ending up with just one less delegate than the man who was against the war from the beginning. But, as Joshua Holland of AlterNet pointed out earlier today, Edwards is still the only front-runner who will pull out all the troops and do it as quickly as possible. His speech tonight was brilliant and moving.
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What an amazing night, not just for Barack Obama, but for America. I know that Senator Obama is so much more than simply the color of his skin, but all of us must acknowledge -- and celebrate -- the fact that one of the whitest states in the U.S. just voted for a black man to be our next president.
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Thank you, Iowa, for this historic moment. Thank you for at least letting us believe that we are better than what we often seem to be. And to have so many young people come out and vote -- and vote for Obama -- this is a proud moment.
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It all began with the record youth turnout in 2004 -- the ONLY age group that Kerry won -- and they came back out tonight en force. Good on every single one of you!
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As the only top candidate who was anti-war before the war began, Barack Obama became the vessel through which the people of this Midwestern state were able to say loud and clear: "Bring 'Em Home!"
Most pundits won't read the election this way because, well, most pundits merrily led us down the path to war. For them to call this vote tonight a repudiation of the war -- and of Senator Clinton's four years' worth of votes for it -- might require the pundit class to remind their viewers and readers that they share some culpability in starting this war. And, like Hillary, damn few of them have offered us an apology.
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With all due respect to Senator Obama's victory, the most important news out of the caucus this evening was the whopping, room-busting turnout of Democrats. 239,000 people showed up to vote Democratic tonight (93% more than in '04, which was a record year), while only 115,000 showed up to vote Republican. And this is a red state! The Republican caucuses looked anemic. The looks on their faces were glum, tired. As the camera followed some of them into their caucus sites, they held their heads down or turned away, sorta like criminals on a perp walk. They know their days of power are over. They know their guy blew it. Their only hope was to vote for a man who has a direct line to heaven. Huckabee is their Hail Mary pass. But don't rule him out. He's got a sense of humor, he's downhome, and he said that if elected, he'd put me on a boat to Cuba. Hey, a free Caribbean vacation!
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Bottom line: People have had it. Iowa will go blue (Happy Blue Year, Hawkeyes!). Whomever your candidate is on the Dem side, this was a good night. Get some sleep. The Republicans won't go down without a fight. Look what happened when Kerry tried to play nice. So Barack, you can talk all you want about "let's put the partisanship aside, let's all get along," but the other side has no intention of being anything but the bullies they are. Get your game face on now. And, if you can, tell me why you are now the second largest recipient of health industry payola after Hillary. You now take more money from the people committed to stopping universal health care than any of the Republican candidates.
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Despite what your answer may be, I was proud to sit in my living room tonight and see you and your family up on that stage. We became a bit better tonight, and on that I will close by saying, sweet dreams -- and on to that other totally white state of New Hampshire!

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