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Dolled up or Dressed down: Beautiful!
All people (not just women) express numerous things about themselves through their fashion and grooming choices. Continue reading
Jet Lag: A dozen ways to beat it
The other day I booked a flight. Among other things I need to do in preparation, I got to thinking about jet lag.
Posted in Lynda's Reviews, This & That, Travel in Japan
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Seriously. No Foreigners Allowed.
How does this fit with the spirit of omotenashi, Japan’s famous selfless hospitality? Continue reading
Updated: Who is Japanese?
There is a great deal of discrimination and record keeping along blood lines which determines who is or is not “truly” Japanese. Continue reading
Posted in Essays, Fiction, Poetry, This & That
Tagged Ariana Miyamoto, Japanese citizenship, Racism in Japan
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Memorial 11.3.2015
We cry out for what we have lost, and we remember you again. ~ Leonard Cohen ~ Continue reading
More on Japanese Toilets
I thought I’d written pretty much all I had to say on the subject of Japanese toilets, but episode 21 of MoshiMoshi Nippon proved me wrong. Continue reading
Posted in Lynda's Reviews, This & That, Travel in Japan
Tagged Japanese game toilets, Japanese toilets
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In memoriam: Lux perpetua luceat ei
In his reviews you could hear the music–exactly what had been played or sung. God help the trombones if they flubbed the 64th notes. He heard it. Continue reading
This is Japanese Seafood: a Review
I wondered how complicated fresh fish could be. I soon discovered the simple answer to that. Very. Continue reading
A Tribute to Toller Cranston
Precursor to the light in a dark age, he was far ahead of his time with entirely much too much of every quality not desirable in a male sport–personality, artistry, vanity. Continue reading
Running for the Train
Like a herd of wild beasts, we’re merely running. Like everybody else. Continue reading