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Insanity in Japan

by Zwackus Fri Apr 24th, 2009 at 05:35:00 PM EST

I had a bizarre encounter yesterday.

I was scurrying around after work, getting stuff ready for a department barbecue we're having after school today.  I had shopping to do, but I wanted to price things at several stores before I shopped, but I had something being delivered at 6:00, but I needed to eat because I knew I'd be likely pinned down until the delivery person arrives, possible not until 8:00. Hustle, bustle, scurry scurry scurry.

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I went into the bathroom at the supermarket close to me, MaxValue, a subsidiary of the Japanese retail megalith, the Aeon group.  It's within walking distance of my apartment, so I shop there often, even though I'd rather patronize the local store on the hill more often.  I'd already been to two local stores that day, though, so I didn't feel so bad about it.

As I was using the facilities, a figure by the sink said something.  He was masked (little white masks are popular here for all kinds of reasons), and of normal size and stature for a Japanese person, so I hadn't paid him any attention before then.

He said, "They're monkeys, you know."

After I clocked the fact that he was speaking English, and that he must be speaking to me as there was nobody else in the rather small restroom, I thought for a bit to myself.  "Did he have a bad day teaching elementary school or english converstaion to kids?"  Japanese teachers routinely call unruly children monkeys here - saru.  But he wasn't Japanese.

I chuckled a bit and nodded in his general direction.  He continued.

"You know, they've been killing the smart boys for years.  <someone who's name I've forgotten> has discovered that . . . ."  He had begun an insane rant of some sort, and I didn't have time for it.  "I'm sorry sir, but I'm very busy and have to go now."  Then I walked away.

I wondered whether I should have been so polite.

Finishing up my brief survey at the store, I went next door to McDonalds, hoping to get something quick before I had to be home for the deliveryman.  It was unfortunately busy, and the line slow.  My acquaintance from the restroom spots me from outside, and apparently feeling a need to rant in English, he barges in and starts talking to me.

"K H A Z A R S, the Khazars are a central asian tribe that converted to Judaism.  The people you see around you here are really Mongoloid Jews."

I turn away, and make a point of not listening to him.  He leaves, admonishing me to look it up on the net, "for my education."

McDonalds was really slow.  Mr. Mongoloid Jew had more to say, and he came back in again to talk to me.  By this time, he could tell I wasn't terribly interested in hearing what they had to say, but he kept at it.

Apparently, he thought that if I realized the Japanese were really Jews, then I'd be worried or angry or something.  But he went back to the Khazar bit, and how they were all Jews now.

I was really reluctant to engage him.  I realized that there wasn't much point, and I didn't want to create a scene in McDonalds, or the bathroom, or anywhere.  Confrontation is not terribly fun.  But as he badgered me about how they are all Jews in the East, I couldn't stop myself.

"So what if they are?"

"Well, they all want to kill you!"

At this point, I just started laughing, but he kept on.

"You're brainwashed, you know!  Lenin was a Mongoloid Jew . . ."

More laughter, and some hand waving.  He gets the message, a bit irate, and storms out.  He was only concerned about my education.

I wonder if I should have engaged the obvious gaps of logic in his story.  One central Asian tribe, converting to Judaism in the middle ages (I'd actually heard of these guys before, they converted as a way to avoid choosing sides between Sultans and Czars, but it didn't go so well for them in the end) somehow makes all Chinese and Japanese into Mongoloid Jews, all of whom want to kill us.  And this is a state of affairs I should worry about, because they are sub-human monkeys who have been culling their herd of its smartest members for years.  Yep.

A more perverse side of me wanted to explain to him that I didn't care about his ravings because I already knew everything - I was one of them!  My mother was a Rothschild scion and my father a crypto-Jewish communist who'd studied under Khrushchev himself, and that I had been indoctrinated into the Illuminati at birth.

I wonder if he would have attacked me.

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nicely written.  If you had a beer can in your hand, he would have called you an Aluminum Bavarionati.

"Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Ana´s Nin

by Crazy Horse on Fri Apr 24th, 2009 at 08:14:08 PM EST
But he wasn't Japanese.

Could you form any impression of his ethnicity, nationality or where and at what age he learned English?  I have had well educated English speaking Chinese ex-patriots in Los Angeles inform me that they didn't particularly like Japanese people.  The occupation of Manchuria, the Rape of Nanking, etc. happened to many living peoples parents or grandparents.  Same thing for Vietnam and the Philippines.  And I won't even start on Korea.

Did he have any reason to think that no one in line at McDonalds would understand the conversation he was attempting to have with you?  Was it your impression that any of them did?  Could he be someone who was working in Japan and who has just lost their job?  His verbal behavior does not seem likely to serve him well in Japan, especially now, with so much suppressed anxiety among the native Japanese.

A fascinating diary.  Did you discuss this with anyone at your department barbecue?  If so, how did they react.    

"It is not necessary to have hope in order to persevere."

by ARGeezer (ARGeezer a in a circle eurotrib daught com) on Fri Apr 24th, 2009 at 11:13:34 PM EST
He was as white as me, his raving wide eyes a pale blue.  Mid to later fifties.  Perfectly natural American English.  I really wonder why on Earth he's in Japan, with those kinds of sentiments.

From what I can tell, nobody in the store understand a word of what he was saying.  Honestly, even if they spoke English fairly well, most Japanese would react to a rant on Lenin's status as a Mongoloid Jew from the Khazar tribe with complete and total incomprehension.

by Zwackus on Sat Apr 25th, 2009 at 04:35:10 AM EST
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And this is a state of affairs I should worry about, because they are sub-human monkeys who have been culling their herd of its smartest members for years.  Yep.

Considering what the Japanese automakers have accomplished in the US market, this leaves us wondering if there might be something good to say for "sub-human monkeys" and something really bad to say about US auto company executives.

"It is not necessary to have hope in order to persevere."
by ARGeezer (ARGeezer a in a circle eurotrib daught com) on Fri Apr 24th, 2009 at 11:23:07 PM EST
Not necessarily crazy.  Perhaps practicing for a part in a local play.  Just out to have, what in his mind is, a bit of fun.  Hard to tell.

They tried to assimilate me. They failed.
by THE Twank (yatta blah blah @ blah.com) on Sat Apr 25th, 2009 at 06:21:15 AM EST
Actually, it's fairly easy to bump into people like that in the US.  On 15 April all you had to do was show up at a Tea Party.
by rifek on Sun Apr 26th, 2009 at 11:40:54 AM EST
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Out of the blue, an excellent story and very sad because that´s a very vulnerable person, apparently ´away from home´.  

Our knowledge has surpassed our wisdom. -Charu Saxena.
by metavision on Mon May 4th, 2009 at 12:00:39 PM EST


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