When I saw the thick, blue bunkobon on her office bookshelf, the Japanese professor with whom I was going to work with said: “You know, I’m not a Hong Kong freak (香港フリーク). I just wanted to get out of Japan for better career opportunities.”
In which yours truly, a cis-gendered male, decides overnight to overpay for a plane ticket to Tokyo to buy one very specific publication, in one very specific fandom, in one very specific women-oriented doujinshi event. Part 1 of a true story.
Note: Tales from Tabata is not a NSFW blog, and this post will not contain sexual or pornographic content. However, because of this post’s subject matter, please consider reading this post in private to avoid awkward situations at work.
As this blog has mentioned before, Hong Kong lives in perilous times. At the annual Ani-Com convention in Hong Kong last weekend, I found this Sign of the Times taped to a pillar in the main exhibition hall.
When I left, I eagerly played detective on my phone to find out more about this poster. The quote is from Lesson 526 of Gintama, where the protagonist, Sakura Gintoki says:
It’s the darkest before dawn.
But don’t close your eyes.
Because those who turn their eyes away from the darkness won’t be able to see the light shining on them tomorrow.
No matter how deep a night waits in front of us.
Fiction is most powerful when it holds a mirror to us and asks us to account for our vices and sins. I can only hope that Hong Kong can see the light soon.
The incubator sounds interesting, has a cool website, and appears to host interesting meetups. What Richard Morgan did, however, was to decide to add a thick, unwanted layer of Orientalist gloss into what otherwise would have been a pretty interesting puff piece about Japanese startup culture.
The article starts off with the customary horror story about Japan’s Marunouchi men:
Despite behemoth native power players including Honda, Mitsubishi, Nintendo, SoftBank, Sony, and Toyota, its corporate salaryman circles are full of squares, by design. Nearly every member of the Japanese workforce is a de facto senior vice president of rules and regulations. Japan’s national sport is protocol.
Is Japan’s national sport protocol? I thought it was baseball. And is it really fair to generalize every member of the Japanese workforce, from part-time convenience store housewives, expatriate English-language teachers, NGO co-founders, gay bartenders, to cross-dressing theater troupe members “de factor senior vice presidents of rules and regulations”? As an aside, I know more Japanese friends who want to avoid corporate Japan, rather than to actively seek to be a part of it. But that’s beside the point.
Facebook is now an Evil Force in 2019, but Richard Morgan wants to tell us that Japanese startup culture is nothing like the bros in Silicon Valley. He says that people in the Far East don’t want to break things, because it’s part and parcel of the culture:
But what if the lack of Silicon Valley-style disruption is a cultural asset? Consider the Japanese art of kintsugi, in which broken pottery is repaired by filling the hibi, or cracks, with gold. What if “move fast and break things” — the early Facebook motto adopted by brogrammers everywhere — isn’t lost in translation as much as it’s discarded in translation? Why break when you can beautify?
I’m not trained well enough about business to say whether “move fast and break things” is a thing in Japan. When I discussed this article with Kiki, I brought up a Financial Times feature on cashless technology in Japan, which I thought had a much lighter dose of gloom and doom about the pitfalls of Japanese business culture. (I was wrong.)
In any case, Morgan later contradicts his own self-professed prowess on Japanese pottery by also saying that in Fukuoka there are
Large populations of American, Chinese, Filipino, Indian, Indonesian, Korean, Nepalese, Portuguese, Thai, and Vietnamese immigrants were bolstered by relaxed labor laws in March.
It’s great that Fukuoka is welcoming immigrants from all over the world as it reinvents itself as a regional tech hub. But surely these immigrants (who are hopefully integrating and being treated well) move to Fukuoka ostensibly because of the opportunities there, and not because entrepreneurs spend their waking hours daydreaming about strained analogies between traditional craft and, well, actual entrepreneurship?
The more I continue to read Watson’s article, the more I believe that he went to Fukuoka with a set of rose-tinted weeabo lenses. He literally describes his main interviewee like this:
Yuichiro Uchida, FGN’s executive director, throws his arms into a human emoticon: ¯(ツ)/¯.
I think Uchida is trying to explain that Fukuoka has a creator-friendly environment (as all tech hubs should, presumably?). So of course it should welcome people from all backgrounds. But Watson decides to unnecessarily contextualize a quote from Uchida in a heaping pile of bushido shit, as if Uchida’s spirit is inherently linked to the souls of the samurai of generations past, whose musings about the solitude of the tea ceremony will become key to Fukuoka’s future:
His is a train of thought born of wabisabi, the Japanese notion that imperfection is often better than perfection. As Tomita puts it: “I value diversity. You can’t embrace diversity and expect perfection.”
What the flying fuck has whatever Uchida said got to do with wabi and sabi?
In 2011, Saturday Night Life satirized Americans fans of anime in a segment called “J-Pop America Fun Time Now.” Taran Killam and Vanessa Bayer put on a hyperactive display of affection for Japanese culture as two Michigan State college students with their own show on the campus television network. They woo, pretend to be shy, and in one episode, accept “a very Japanese figure of Yao Ming” from the empress of the Hello Kitty Appreciation Club (played by Katy Perry). (I also wrote about this sketch while in college in 2016.) The crux of this very ambitious, very funny skit was to show how certain fans of Japanese culture exoticize what they profess to love.
So life imitates art. Perhaps Watson really wanted to show Fukuoka’s new face for the upcoming decade. I don’t question his intentions, but I do question his method. I’m sad to see that for a business report on Japanese startup culture to get clicks, Fortune magazine’s editors had to resort to approving these awful orientalist stereotypes about the Japanese mind.
At least 23 people have died after a man ignited gasoline at a Kyoto Animation studio building today.
According to the Mainichi Shimbun, the man had no known relation (employment or otherwise) with the studio. Witnesses said that before he set fire to the building, he yelled death threats and accused the studio of plagiarism (“パクりやがって”).
The studio’s animation archives and servers could be lost from the fire:
According to this tweet below, the studio’s CEO went on record to say that the studio regularly receives hate mail and death threats:
The New York Times‘ Motoko Rich provides more context about today’s very sad news:
If the authorities’ fears about the death toll are proven correct, the fire would be one of the worst in Japan’s recent history. In 2008, 16 people were killed when a video store burned down in Osaka. In 2001, 44 people died after a fire broke out at a crowded gambling club in Tokyo’s busiest entertainment district.
The blaze on Thursday came less than two months after a man went on a stabbing rampage in a suburb outside Tokyo, attacking 17 schoolgirls, killing one of them as well as an adult. The rampage by the 51-year-old man cast attention to the phenomenon of Japan’s “hikikomori,” adults who are extreme recluses, and their psychological issues.
I can’t claim to be as shocked as the creators, animators, and voiceover artists who personally know people from Kyoto Animation and must be devastated by the news. Kyoto Animation is responsible for some of my favourite anime pieces—A Silent Voice, a film about a deaf girl and her bully (which also never really had a chance against the much less interesting Your Name. #fightme) and Nichijou, one of the best animated comedies I’ve seen. It’s also a studio that treats its employees well, and responsible for empowering women in the animation industry.
Here’s hoping that everyone makes a speedy recovery.
Came across a really interesting article about the intersection of Japanese typography and phone maps (while researching an article about how to use the Suica card on Apple Pay), and how Apple Maps fails to adhere to customary rules to keep things legible:
It is important for designers to understand the difference and keep it in mind when working with Japanese typography. Unless the designer takes careful steps, Japanese text quickly becomes unreadable at smaller sizes especially when overlaid on colored backgrounds.The best example for keeping Japanese text legible against a varied background is the humble, lowly supermarket chirashi: the supermarket ads inserted in the daily newspaper that end up as kitty litter box liner. Supermarket chirashi are the meat and potatoes of Japanese printing companies big and small and the first work that new to the job employees and designers cut their teeth on.
Bonus for smartphone map nerds (completely unrelated to Japan): Justin O’Beirne’s captivating analysis of Google Maps’ evolution in the past decade.
Here are some tabs I’ve left hanging in my browser this past month:
- The Guardian: “Guardian Tokyo Week“
A fascinating collection of articles on Tokyo’s decaying suburbs, seats on commuter trains for sale, and a visual comparison between the Neo-Tokyo in Akira and 2019 Tokyo in real life.
Coincidentally, NHK is also doing a series of documentaries about Tokyo (東京ミラクル). The nerd in me is fascinated about the JR East’s control center for all the trains in the Tokyo Metropolitan Area.
- The Japan Times: “Defining the Heisei Period“
A comprehensive 12-part series on Japan’s last thirty years in 12 punchy titles. See also: a CSIS debate on Japan’s soft power during the Heisei Period.
- Nikkei Business: “「未婚非正規女性」切り捨て社会の末路“
The truth behind Shinzo Abe’s “Society Where Women Shine” is that most working women are still stuck in low-wage part-time employment. No wonder Health Minister Takumi Nemoto, in response to #KuToo, thinks that high heels at work are “within the range of what’s commonly accepted as necessary and appropriate in the workplace (社会通念に照らして業務上必要かつ相当な範囲かと)” (and as a cis-gendered male, ostensibly does not wear high heels to work).
- Asia Art Archive: “Tomorrow Girls Troop: A Fourth-Wave Feminist Art Collective“
A retrospective (?) of a Japanese art collective called Ashita Shoujo Tai (明日少女隊), or Tomorrow Girls Troop in English, whose works focus on the intersection of East Asian feminist issues and art. Did you know, for example, that Kojien (the Japanese equivalent of the Oxford English Dictionary) for years said that the colloquial term for ‘feminist’ is 女に甘い男 (men who are easygoing or suck up to women)?
(The article translates 甘い as “lenient”, but I think the nuance is more than just lenience—the term implies a threat that strong women allegedly pose to masculinity).
And importantly, they speak to my personal discomfort with ‘Cool Japan’ at the expense of sexualizing women’s bodies:
TGT is not against moe kyara, and respects the freedom of expression of artists and creatives—after all, it is first and foremost an artist collective. Nor is TGT against otaku culture or advocating for the censorship of it. The questions TGT wished to raise with the petition was what it meant when an authoritative entity (like a municipal government) endorses representations of a sexualised minor, what kinds of messages this sends, and the prevalence of sexually objectified women and children in public spaces.
(Thanks to Kaitlin Chan for sharing!)
- The Guardian: “Manga review – where has all the riotous fun and filth gone?“
There’s an exhibition called “Manga” in the British Museum this summer, but is it too ambitious (or is there even a point) to try to stuff everything about manga in one giant show? As one commenter puts it:
Manga is a medium… it’s not one thing. People saying it’s sexist or rapey [sic] or problematic are talking about some forms of manga the same way I could talk about some forms of television
- Huffington Post Japan: “国際大学が人種差別的な投書を掲示。アフリカ出身の学生たちが怒り「正式な経過説明と謝罪がない」“
An anonymous complaint surfaces about an African student’s “bad body odor” at a dorm at the International University of Japan, and the school offers a solution by asking for their name and offering to “talk to them privately”.
The African students are justifiably mad:
A female student from Africa said: “It’s ridiculous that the school hasn’t officially explained what happened or apologized, and that no one has taken any responsibility. If people see that the school tolerates complaints like these, discrimination against us will only grow.” Another female student from Africa said: “Apartheid existed in some African countries until very recently, so we feel sensitive towards these comments. If someone on campus thinks that us Africans are all smelly, then our campus life is going to be very difficult.”
- Newsweek Japan: “「移民は敵ではない、ブラック労働に苦しむ日本人が手を繋ぐべき相手だ」“
An interview with Hiroki Mochizuki (望月優大), author of ふたつの日本 「移民国家」の建前と現実 (Two Japans: The Tatemae and Honne of the Immigrant Nation) and editor of the excellent website Nihon Fukuzatsu Kihou, talks about Japan’s immigrant-filled future:
It’s important that “Nihonjin” and “Gaikokujin” do not exist as separate concepts, but they both refer to people who are going to live in our society for a very long time.
- NHK: “日本語で話しかけてほしい“
On the importance of communicating with Japan’s immigrant residents during times of natural disaster.
If you’re in Tokyo on July 20, check out this book fair in Asakusa which has an amazing list of independent publishers and recommended books from the fair. If you stick around in Asakusa, check out this exhibition on hand-made books at Book&Design, and if you’re around the previous week, the 2019 Tokyo Art Book Fair in Kiyosumi-shirakawa.
- More responses from Japan generally to the recent protests in Hong Kong
In anticipation of the G20 summit held in Osaka this past weekend, the Asahi Shimbun and the Japan Times had full-page advertisements calling for international attention towards the erosion of Hong Kong’s freedoms. A week ago, TBS News broadcast a 20 minute documentary on the protests.
But are these Japanese thought pieces merely academic—to borrow a synonym from law school? Because, as Karen Cheung puts it in Foreign Policy, “the truth is that the world doesn’t really care about Hong Kong anymore, even if Hong Kongers don’t like to admit it. The tale of a city facing a slow and almost certain death, stretched over the span of 50 years, is pretty anticlimactic”.
And the Japanese blogosphere is filled with posts about how people feel about Hong Kong as a place:
Some people might say that there is so such thing as a Hong Kong that belonged to Hong Kong people. But I think there is. They’ve always lived in a place that belonged to them. Others might say, if they hate the place so much, why not leave? But to Hong Kong people who love Hong Kong, this is the only place they have.
Finally, while this isn’t really a link, Your Name had a re-run in Japan, and TV Asahi did something silly with the corporate sponsors’ logos. (Kind of spoiler alert for those who haven’t watched the film?)
This post was originally written in March 2016 for Georgetown University’s Berkley Center for Religion, Peace & World Affairs. Original post here.
On the stuffy train ride back to the office from a meeting with a firm, my internship supervisor and I shared bits and pieces about our lives, and I learned that she was Catholic.
In 1550, St. Francis Xavier, S.J., one of the first Jesuits, sought permission from the emperor in Kyoto to spread Christianity in Japan. Just 37 years later, the general Totoyomi Hideyoshi banned Christian missionaries.
Over 400 years later, relatively few people in Japan are Christian—around only 1 percent report to practice it. And yet here was one of them, sitting with me on a train. “I only go to church during Easter and Christmas,” she smiled. “I’m not a very good Catholic.”
At the Catholic church I went to during my childhood, young Sunday school students would line up outside of the chapel after Mass, holding little record books for the presiding priest to stamp, marking their attendance. Getting a perfect attendance record might have shown that you were a “good” Catholic, but it did not necessarily mean that you discovered what Catholicism meant to you.
Although religion has been exploited in modern Japanese history for unfortunate reasons—during World War II, state Shinto artificially generated feverish devotion to the emperor, and in the 1990s, a religious cult orchestrated a deadly terrorist attack on the Tokyo subway system—no one religion dominates Japanese life. Over the course of his or her life, a Japanese person will celebrate childhood at a Shinto shrine, marry a partner at a Christian wedding, and die at a Buddhist funeral. On Christmas, which is a workday in Japan, friends and family gather for fried chicken rather than for the birth of Jesus, thanks to a wildly successful 1970s marketing campaign by KFC’s Japanese franchise.
The notions of being a “good” or “bad” religious follower don’t really exist in Japan, because many Japanese people simultaneously believe in the existence of ubiquitous gods without necessarily subscribing to a faith or religious doctrine. These kami-sama manifest themselves everywhere, whether they be a 1,000-year-old tree or Mount Fuji.
As a result, many people ranging from local residents to foreign tourists, participate in rituals and worship activities at Shinto shrines or Buddhist temples, even if they are not Shinto or Buddhist. Whereas tourists sit in the nave of a European cathedral and silently admire its awesome high ceilings and irreplaceable stained glass, visitors at Shinto shrines and Buddhist temples in Japan indulge in offering coins to the local kami-sama, buy protective charms, and dance in summer matsuri festivals, where the kami-sama (or at least its physical manifestation or spirit) is placed on an elaborate float and paraded down on the city streets.
While the lavish summer matsuri are still some time away, I recently had the pleasure of visiting the Kameido Tenjin Shrine, which was dedicated to the god of learning. At the shrine there was a mini-festival celebrating the plum trees in bloom. There were vendors selling chocolate-coated bananas and fried chicken. A young man was performing sarumawashi, a traditional art involving a trained monkey doing handstands and two-legged tricks, on the shrine grounds. It was a perfect Saturday afternoon.
As children were busy writing wishes to excel in their school entrance exams on wooden placards to hang in the shrine, and as tourists snapped photographs of the flowery trees, I joined the very long line to go up the steps to worship the kami-sama in the shrine’s grandiose building. I threw my 5-yen coin into the offering box, clapped twice, bowed deeply, and made my wish for a good semester at Waseda University.
Whether I truly believed that this kami-sama would condone my sins, or that there was a presiding priest enforcing my perfect attendance record at this shrine, or that I had to go through some sort of final examination in order to properly worship the god: none of that mattered. At the top of the steps, basking in the fresh, spring sun, I was happy to share my brief moment with the local god.
Amazing footage from Mainichi Shimbun of a heartwarming and impromptu rally at Shibuya’s Hachiko square in support of people in Hong Kong who have been protesting throughout this week for their freedoms. Apparently over 2,000 people gathered tonight and made speeches in Japanese, Cantonese, English, and Mandarin.
This city lives in precarious and extraordinary times—I’ve have quite a few Japanese friends express their concern by direct message in the past few days. And I’m elated—and devastated—that many cities around the world had protests calling to protecting our freedoms, as people have done in the past with Tibet or Xinjiang.
Japan is watching. The world is watching.
Here are some tabs I’ve left hanging in my browser this week (or in the past two months):
- GaijinPot Blog: “Guardian Tokyo Week“
A TV show decides that it’s funny to ambush bystanders with offensive inquisitions about their genders and a camera, and its guest calls out their shit.
- University of Tokyo: “Address to Incoming Students at the 2019 UTokyo Entrance Ceremony“
Ueno Chizuko dishes out painful truths about being a woman in Japanese higher education at a school where the percentage of women in every incoming class never exceeds 20 percent. (English-language coverage here.)
Here’s an extract from her speech:
From the moment they are born, girls are expected to be “cute”. But we should ask: is there any value in being “cute”?
That value is this. When one is loved, chosen, sheltered, one is guaranteed never to threaten the other. That’s why girls hide the fact that they’re good at grades, or the very fact that they go to the University of Tokyo.
- Tokyo MX: “Hato Bus’ First Male Bus Guide Is Born“
Speaking of archaic and awful gender roles, apparently Hato Bus (a bus tour company) employing a male to be a tour guide was so trailblazing that Tokyo MX decided to do a 6-minute feature on this new employee, from asking about why he wanted to become a tour guide (he really enjoyed his school trip to Okinawa) to whether he passed the company exam (he did, but just barely, so he has to do more training before he officially debuts. Oops. Spoilers!).
- Asia-Pacific Journal: “Kanto Loam Stories: Looking for 3.11 in Tokyo Today“
A write-up of an art exhibition about the lingering impact of the Tohoku earthquake and tsunami in Tokyo.
- Vice: “Photos of LGBTQ Life in Japan“
Finally, in celebration of Pride Month, a plug for this excellent photo book, Edges of the Rainbow, by Michel Delsol and Haruku Shinozaki.