Friday, November 30, 2007

Bart Hits Homer With A Chair

Japan: "laugh ok"



One of the positive thoughts that crowd in the minds of those who leave Japan will not have to regret is that no television program, or do not have to worry about losing a few interesting episode of their favorite soap opera ... as I said, the Japanese TV often finds the most vulgar stupidity.

For the umpteenth time this year, today I ended up Waratte Iitomo.
Led by a controversial person by the name of Tamora (nothing to do with a certain savage queen of Shakespeare), born Kazuyoshi Morita, the show is an epitome of fun sexist and politically incorrect. Just like what the average Italian. But in Japan are really ahead - or back, depending on your point of view. A guessing game is in a group of six transsexuals put to public shame - you only see the heads emerge from a color panel, the order of expenditure Each of these has had to pay to get the desired aesthetic. At the end of the game, many of the competitors will - of course - grossly wrong estimates, and then covering with ridicule those who have chosen to act as a "guinea pig" in this trivial rendez-vous finesettimanale (dedicated to the families, take note).



From the viewpoint of oriental studies, it is rather interesting to note the special position occupied by the practice of cross-dressing, and before that certain figures from the controversial sexual identity, culture and in Japanese society from Prince Genji to the present day.
The process of acceptance and integration of "different" is perhaps more advanced in some versi, proprio in questo Paese, in cui la xenofobia e il recente aumento dell'onda anti-gaijin si confondono dietro la maschera formale del tatemae-honne.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Mario Party 4 Ect Games

E 'Mirageopolis born!





Cari amici, di nuovo qui per annunciarvi una lieta notizia...

E' nata una nuova città! Una città pulita, una città moderna e in continuo divenire, contro l'inquinamento, la corruzione e la degenerazione dei costumi...
vabè, è un giochino stupido di quelli che ti addictano per sempre, rubandoti parte del tuo prezioso tempo. Gratitudine eterna per quelli di voi che vorranno visitare il mio sito e ingrandire così la popolazione di Mirageopolis. Funziona così: ogni visita un abitante in più (max 1 visita individuale al giorno, per cui fatene tante!), e al milionesimo si vince un pacco di Ritz.

Eccovi il link: http://mirageopolis.miniville.fr/

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Sample Invocation Anniversary

Japan ... my friends!

Amici miei!
che piacere vedervi così numerosi. e che brutta sopresa constatare questo astio che serpeggia viperino tra i vostri commenti... ma perché?! non mi volete più bene?...
meno male che alcuni di voi ancora ricordano il volto del padre, per dirla con Stefano Re.

ahr

comunque, il fatto è che a tokyo davvero non succede niente di nuovo. le solite cose. vado in giro in bici, buy books at 60 cents, Japanese manga and faint on the subway.
the other night I fell like a baked pear in the crowd of drunken Japanese indifferent and not that crowded inside a subway car warm and happy ... ah, god bless them, these good hard-working. and conscientious. n have not even turned on to see what had happened. or have moved a step (and how could they, poor sott'alcool sardines?), which allowed me to not fall headlong, like a boiled artichoke. I was more like a cooked pear. the fact is that they see it, people who collapsed and fainted. is a kind of national sport. habit. the fact is that I was not sure drunk. my brain has just stopped working for some time (here I serve it on a silver platter ... go!). blackouts. so I was there for a while, unconscious, curled like a troglodyte in the distance waiting for salmon along the river bank. mah.

here, maybe the Japanese do not want me as well ...