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Mar 6 03: orientalism
I will never, ever understand Japan. Still—and probably because of it—it fascinates me. Dad bought pearls there once on shore leave, for his mother; Becky wears them now. Lynne says I would love it there. Tokyo subcultural anthropology? The brain-shattering clatter, the stale cigarette smoke and Yakuza dignity of the Pachinko parlor? Thousand-year Buddhist temple-quiet? Gigantic horizon-striding robots bent on apocalypse? Public nakedness in an onsen in the mountains as the snow is falling upon the hot spring? I’m game for all of it. Bring it on. [thanks to Warren Ellis for the link]
Further inconsequentia: “apocalypse” means “revelation.” Irrelevant, yet noteworthy.