Monday, September 18, 2000

Diary 2000

Sept 18 - Murder! Worked for the Star again. Didn't get published. New court room. Nice looking Mohawk youth up for variance of bail - he had a job working high steel in NYC and couldn't stay on the rez at Akwesasne.
Sept 24 - Found a little dog someone had abandoned by the roadside - I called him Lucky - I cried like a baby for hours when I had to give him away. Montreal, the synagogue near where I lived had been turned into a community centre and was now up for sale. 

Lucky
Oct. 4 - Hmm, listened to someone in the next room at Chris' place in Stratford making the oddest noises, loud sucking and rustling of papers - I thought they were having some strange form of sex.... in the morining I found a pile of scribbled papers - they had done e and since one was deaf they had to write...... total gibberish....later I stepped on a box of nails rickett had thoughtfully left out......Trudeau's funeral - I remember going up to Trudeau at a Cite Libre dinner because Sibylle wanted to get him to autograph the back of her son's birth certificate... he turned it over and did a wonderful double take and signed it anyway.
Police shooting in Stittsville - man had tried to stabbed his wife.
December 29 - Went with Kurdish demonstrators to the Turkish embassy - someone had tossed a Molotov cocktail at a Kurdish demo there last year - lots of cops with some Mounties in riot gear forming a barrier in front of the embassy - there was one shaven headed plain clothesman (standing out in freezing weather) pointing out two young men in the crowd he wanted detained........ so the Kurds pretty much knew what was going to happen and wouldn't walk to the tour bus they'd hired that the cops had had brought round to a back street nearby, despite the urgings of the community relations officer - "You'll be much warmer!". They finally made the arrest on a main street with lots of scuffling and screaming from the crowd and that weird keening cry that middle eastern women make.... and then released the guys a few hours later....

Sunday, April 2, 2000

Japan weird stuff

Students on the trains, one scowling little girl kicks another, boys picking their nose, reading comics and eating, passing a school one boy does up his fly at the open window of a washroom and smirks back at us....
The weirdest thing was sex... the cable in the hotel had videos of schoolgirls being raped, office women being raped, girls being molested in public toilets......

Girl in Pikachu drag handing out Kleenexs with Phone Club numbers
The girl in a dirty Pikachu costume with a jacket over it is handing out these kleenexs in Kyoto that have numbers for 'telephone clubs' where guys sit at tables with phones and wait for girls, often school or college students, to call and arrange dates - these can be for money or for things like high-priced handbags.......
This is what you get ... the cutesy cartoons are really creepy when you know what it's for......





In 2001 a twelve year old Osaka schoolgirl was abducted by an older man, a 34 year old junior high school teacher, on a date she had made over her cell phone. She had been dating on the phone club since Grade 5.  She died after being hit by a truck after escaping from his van. The kidnapper was only given six years.  The story is hard to read -  Wikipedia article  in Japanese on her death

Next weirdest were the things about your backside.... toilet seats often have a built in water spray and dryer.... one commercial on TV that had this giant peach being attacked by a starship toilet seat spraying a buttock-like fold in the fruit... another with three women simultaneously kissing three babies' butts (Diapers) and another with a girl sitting on a giant toilet seat floating in a lagoon (Wet toilet tissue).........

Saturday, April 1, 2000

Japan 2000

Me as seen by Japanese 6 year old - note big eyes!



Kana, my girlfriend. Kodak put this sticker on - I think the technician was looking at the highlight in her hair rather than making a racist comment! The highlights in her hair were dyed brown, so they probably thought it was yellow from a incandescent light bulb. Kana's favorite things were Kakigouri (flavoured shaved ice), chocolate, Hello Kitty and Disneyland. Her favorite place was a toy store in Hirakata City. She made her own teddy bear, which she named Jason after the Friday the 13th monster because it was kind of lopsided. She used to like repeating English phrases, like "Skosh of Scotch", I'd taught her. She looked like a cat enjoying the taste of a fish.
Jason. She had lived in Africa for a while too.
foot remedy - she had broken her foot earlier and this was a therapy... it was a high voltage current and the wand her mother is holding would light up. She also took these blueberry pills that Japanese believe give better eyesight.



This is at the famous Kinkakuji or Golden Temple, also called the Golden Pavillon, in Kyoto. You can see it on live cam here:
Kinkakuji live web cam - the trees haven't grown at all - I guess the gardeners keep them trimmed like giant bonsais!

Kana was a Zen Buddhist, like this temple, but of the Soto sect rather than than the Rinzai. She taught me the meaning of the koan "What is the sound of one hand clapping?". It's just a metaphor meaning you need more than one person to do some things, like the saying "It takes two to tango". Soto doesn't use Koans for meditation, as Rinzai does, just as aphorisms, so Koans have meaning in this tradition.


Hardworking lads. Note the artificial tans, very popular with Japanese youth in 2000.
On a lighter note...... this is Osaka Castle....









'Spider' rocks - several metres wide but only about 10 cm thick. The builders used very large saws to cut them - there was a Ukiyo-e print that showed them using something like a Swedish saw.

Me in front of Gate in Kyoto - Nijō Castle (二条城, Nijō-jō) 


This was the official residence of the Tokugawa Shogun in Kyoto. This is where the famous nightingale floor that would squeak loudly when walked on to deter intruders was built. There are bits of iron set so they would rub together under the floor to make the noise. A friend worked there on restoration and saw them but they wouldn't let him take photos - photos weren't allowed inside when I was their either, but there are photos of the irons I've seen online. After the Meiji Restoration the Tokugawa Shogunate was deposed and the Castle became an Imperial Palace so this might be why there's no photography allowed. The Imperial family donated the castle in 1939 to the city of Kyoto.

Itty Bitty Dolls.... popular in Japan really.. there is even a Doll Day.....



Sushi a gogo - you pick what you want off the conveyor belt that goes round and you pay for the number of plates you have left on the table.....



Celine Dion hawking a course for English, something she'd never do here....also saw Meg Ryan on a TV commercial.....

Yes, I love Japlish... get a nice claup??? They also like using other languages - I saw a whole sign in German -- even cafes in small towns have 'Good Morning' written in hand on the sidewalk menu.. also there's this TV commercial for a cell phone that has a camera inside that lets you send pics to another phone..... guy's trying to pick up a girl in a bar.... she gives him the cold shoulder and he sends her his pic with 'Sorry' written on it....
Temple or Shrine in Kyoto with elephant head on pillar - only time I saw an elephant in sacred art in Japan, which surprised me as they are common in Buddhist and Hindu art elsewhere . The complicated wood structure at the top of the pillar is supposed to act as a shock absorber during earthquakes. Update: It's Kangiten, the Japanese Buddhist equivalent to Ganesh. 





With Kana's sister in law and father




Golden Temple


Katano's love hotel! The local kids try to get in since they think it's an amusement park. 
There is one near the Doshisha Women's College of Liberal Arts (同志社女子大学) in Kyoto (it has a much more modest exterior, as it's close to the Imperial Palace). My friend gave me the impression that that one was used for 'compensated dates' by students.





More at the Golden Pavillon. Kana had broken her foot. I carried her around some places - she barely weighed anything.




Kana's niece.

I liked the green tea ice cream. Gave you a green tongue.




Little boat by the Golden Pavilion


Pikachu Jet


Mt. Fuji as seen from the plane back to Tokyo. Passenger nice enough to point it out. Only time I've ever seen it in person.