fallout, meltdown

it is not surprising that the U.S. [and the rest of the world] is concerned with the fukushima nuclear plant incidents. they did drop two atom bombs on hiroshima and nagasaki to end WWII.

with wry humor, now it is japan that is poised, on the brink, of expelling the same type toxicity on itself, and onto rest of the world.

who wouldn't worry?

the clamor to wrest the truth from the japanese government on fukushima is coming from all global sectors.

honestly, which government has ever been transparent about their nukes? honesty has never been a word equated with nukes, nor with government.

the only purpose of learning the truth is to be better prepared. prevention is better than cure. okay, so we're prepared. and then what?

in case of a meltdown, fate lies in the wind. literally and figuratively.

the japanese are a cool, calm and collected bunch. their faces give nothing away. images of relatives looking for missing loved ones from a list, seem like people merely checking if they passed the bar exams.

of course they're nervous. angry, even.

but given the japanese people's admirable respect for, and pride in, their country and countrymen - kamikaze and harakiri are two words that come to mind - one presupposes that their government is doing everything possible to contain the potential catastrophe that is fukushima.


that is the only truth.

fallout. meltdown. why not faith in. hopes high?

wherefore art thou, takeshi?

just japanese

in the aftermath of the tragic events that befell japan. amazing to notice - and truly inspiring to some extent - that the world witnessed no hysterics. no shrieking/crying/shouting. no looting. [okay, okay, there was nothing left to loot..] no drama. period.

these are the same people who walk around with toilet paper dispensers on their heads and have game shows like hole-in-the-wall. they have indoor beaches complete with surf waves and sun.

the japanese would rather have androids that look japanese to care for them, than human nurses that do not resemble their kind. their prime minister bowed to the flag every time he took to the podium to address the nation.

aliens, i swear.

my friend rommie says they are private. i say beyond private. underground. deep deep deep underground. the sign doesn't say 'don't enter'. the sign says 'don't dig. don't even touch that shover.. i mean, shovel.'

aliens? no. just japanese.

well, no news on take.