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Betsy and Solomon lived happily through that winter and spring, and before summer came we had made up our minds to return to the East. What should we do with the owls? They would be a great deal of trouble to some one. They required an immense amount of petting, and a frequent supply of perfectly fresh meat. No matter how busy we were, one of us had to go to the butcher every other day.
We began to inquire among our friends who would like a nice, affectionate pair of owls? There seemed no great eagerness on the part of any one to(23) take the pets we so much valued. Plans for their future worried me so much that at last I said to my sister, “We will take them East with us.”
The owls, who were to take so long a journey, became objects of interest to our friends, and at a farewell tea given to us, a smartly dressed young man vowed that he must take leave of Solomon and Betsy. Calling for a broom, he slowly passed it to and fro over the carpet before them, while they sat looking at him with lifted ear tufts that betrayed great interest in his movements.
We trembled a little in view of our past moving experiences, but we were devoted to the little creatures and, when the time came, we cheerfully boarded the overland train at Oakland.
We had with us Betsy and Solomon in their large cage, and in a little cage a pair of strawberry finches, so called because their breasts are dotted like a strawberry. A friend had requested us to bring them East for her. We had also a dog—not Teddy, that had only been lent to us; but our own Irish setter Nita, one of the most lovable and interesting animals that I have ever owned.
The chipmunk was no longer with us. He had not seemed happy in the aviary—indeed, he lay down in it and threw me a cunning look, as if to say, “I will die if you don’t let me out of this.” So I gave him the freedom of the house. That pleased him, and for a few days he was very diligent in assisting us with our housekeeping by picking(24) all the crumbs off the floors and eating them. Then he disappeared, and I hope was happy ever after among the superb oak trees of the university grounds close to us.
When we started for the East, the pets, of course, had to go into the baggage car, and I must say here for the benefit of those persons who wish to travel with animals and birds, that there is good accommodation for them on overland trains. Sometimes we bought tickets for them, sometimes they had to go in an express car, sometimes we tipped the baggagemasters, but the sums spent were not exorbitant, and we found everywhere provision made for pets. You cannot take them in your rooms in hotels, but there is a place for them somewhere, and they will be brought to you whenever you wish to see them, or to give them exercise. We were on several different railway lines, and visited eight different cities, and the dog and birds, upon arriving in eastern Canada, seemed none the worse for their trip.
However, I would not by any means encourage the transportation of animals. Indeed, my feelings on the subject, since I understand the horrors animals and birds endure while being whirled from one place to another, are rather too strong for utterance. I would only say that in a case like mine, where separation between an owner and pets would mean unhappiness, it is better for both to endure a few days or weeks of travel. Then the case of animals(25) and birds traveling with some one who sees and encourages them every day is different from the case of unfortunate creatures sent off alone.
Our Nita was taken out of the car at every station where it was possible to exercise her, and one of us would run into restaurants along the route to obtain fresh meat for the owls. Their cage was closely covered, but whenever they heard us coming they hooted, and as no one seemed to guess what they were, they created a great deal of interest. My sister and I were amused one evening in Salt Lake City to see a man bending over the cage with an air of perplexity.
“They must be pollies,” he said at last, and yet his face showed that he did not think those were parrot noises issuing from within.
I remember one evening on arriving in Albany, New York, causing slight consternation in the hotel by a demand for raw meat. We hastened to explain that we did not want it for ourselves, and finally obtained what we wished.
As soon as we arrived home in Halifax, Nova Scotia, the owls were put downstairs in a nice, dry basement. They soon found their way upstairs, where the whole family was prepared to welcome them on account of their pretty ways and their love for caresses.
Strange to say, they took a liking to my father, who did not notice them particularly, and a mischievous dislike to my mother, who was disposed to(26) pet them. They used to fly on her head whenever they saw her. Their little claws were sharp and unpleasant to her scalp. We could not imagine why they selected her head unless it was that her gray hair attracted them. However, we had a French Acadian maid called Lizzie, whose hair was jet black, and they disliked her even more than they did my mother.
Lizzie, to get to her storeroom, had to cross the furnace-room where the owls usually were, and she soon began to complain bitterly of them.
“Dey watch me,” she said indignantly, “dey fly on my head, dey scratch me, an’ pull out my hairpins, an’ make my head sore.”
“Why don’t you push them off, Lizzie?” I asked, “they are only tiny things.”
“Dey won’t go—dey hold on an’ beat me,” she replied, and soon the poor girl had to arm herself with a switch when she went near them.
Lizzie was a descendant of the veritable Acadians mentioned in Longfellow’s “Evangeline,” of whom there are several thousand in Nova Scotia. My mother was attached to her, and at last she said, “I will not have Lizzie worried. Bring the owls up in my bathroom.”
There they seemed perfectly happy, sitting watching the sparrows from the window and teasing my long-suffering mother, who was obliged to give up using gas in this bathroom, for very often the owls put it out by flying at it.
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One never heard them coming. I did not before this realize how noiseless the flight of an owl is. One did not dream they were near till there was a breath of air fanning one’s cheek. After we gave up the gas, for fear they would burn themselves, we decided to use a candle. It was absolutely necessary to have an unshaded light, for they would perch on any globe shading a flame, and would burn their feet.
The candle was more fun for them than the gas, for it had a smaller flame, and was more easily extinguished, and usually on entering the room, away would go the light, and we would hear in the corner a laughing voice, saying “Too, who, who, who, who!”
The best joke of all for the owls was to put out the candle when one was taking a bath, and I must say I heard considerable grumbling from the family on the subject. It seemed impossible to shade the light from them, and to find one’s self in the dark in the midst of a good splash, to have to emerge from the tub, dripping and cross, and search for matches, was certainly not calculated to add to one’s affection for Solomon and Betsy. However, they were members of the family, and as George Eliot says, “The members of your family are like the nose on your face—you have got to put up with it, seeing you can’t get rid of it.”
Alas! the time soon came when we had to lament the death of one of our troublesome but beloved pets.
Betsy one day partook heartily of a raw fish head,(28) and in spite of remedies applied, sickened rapidly and sank into a dying condition.
I was surprised to find what a hold the little thing had taken on my affection. When her soft, gray body became cold, I held her in my hand close to the fire and, with tears in my eyes, wished for a miracle to restore her to health.
She lay quietly until just before she died. Then she opened her eyes and I called to the other members of the family to come and see their strange expression. They became luminous and beautiful, and dilated in a peculiar way. We hear of the eyes of dying persons lighting up wonderfully, and this strange illumination of little Betsy’s eyes reminded me of such cases.
Even after death she lay with those wide-open eyes, and feeling that I had lost a friend, I put down her little dead body. It was impossible for me to conceal my emotion, and my mother, who had quite forgotten Betsy’s hostility to her, generously took the little feathered creature to a taxidermist.
I may say that Betsy was the first and last bird I shall ever have stuffed. I dare say the man did the work as well as it could be done, but I gazed in dismay at my Betsy when she came home. That stiff little creature sitting on a stick, with glazed eyes and motionless body, could not be the pretty little bird whose every motion was grace. Ever since the day of Betsy’s death, I can feel no admiration for a dead bird. Indeed, I turn sometimes with a shudder(29) from the agonized postures, the horrible eyes of birds in my sister women’s hats—and yet I used to wear them myself. My present conviction shows what education will do. If you like and study live birds, you won’t want to wear dead ones.
After Betsy’s death Solomon seemed so lonely that I resolved to buy him a companion. I chose a robin, and bought him for two dollars from a woman who kept a small shop. A naturalist friend warned me that I would have trouble, but I said remonstratingly, “My owl is not like other owls. He has been brought up like a baby. He does not know that his ancestors killed little birds.”
Alas! When my robin had got beautifully tame, when he would hop about after me, and put his pretty head on one side while I dug in the earth for worms for him, when he was apparently on the best of terms with Sollie, I came home one day to a dreadful discovery. Sollie was flying about with the robin’s body firmly clutched in one claw. He had killed and partly eaten him. I caught him, took the robin away from him, and upbraided him severely.
“Too, who, who, who who,” he said—apologetically, it seemed to me, “instinct was too strong for me. I got tired of playing with him, and thought I would see what he tasted like.”
I could not say too much to him. What about the innocent lambs and calves, of which Sollie’s owners had partaken?
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I had a fine large place in the basement for keeping pets, with an earth floor, and a number of windows, and I did not propose to have Sollie murder all the birds I might acquire. So, one end of this room was wired off for him. He had a window in this cage overlooking the garden, and it was large enough for me to go in and walk about, while talking to him. He seemed happy enough there, and while gazing into the garden or watching the rabbits, guineapigs, and other pets in the large part of the room, often indulged in long, contented spells of cooing—not hooting.
In 1902 I was obliged to leave him for a six months’ trip to Europe. He was much petted by my sister, and I think spent most of his time upstairs with the family. When I returned home I brought, among other birds, a handsome Brazil cardinal. I stood admiring him as he stepped out of his traveling cage and flew around the aviary. Unfortunately, instead of choosing a perch, he flattened himself against the wire netting in Sollie’s corner.
I was looking right at him and the owl, and I never saw anything but lightning equal the celerity of Sollie’s flight, as he precipitated himself against the netting and caught at my cardinal’s showy red crest. The cardinal screamed like a baby, and I ran to release him, marveling that the owl could so insinuate his little claws through the fine mesh of the wire. However, he could do it, and he gripped the struggling cardinal by the long, hair-like(31) topknot, until I uncurled the wicked little claws. A bunch of red feathers fell to the ground, and the dismayed cardinal flew into a corner.
“Sollie,” I said, going into his cage and taking him in my hand, “how could you be so cruel to that new bird?”
“Oh, coo, coo, coo, coo,” he replied in a delightfully soft little voice, and gently resting his naughty little beak against my face. “You had better come upstairs,” I said, “I am afraid to leave you down here with that poor cardinal. You will be catching him again.”
He cooed once more. This just suited him, and he spent the rest of his life in regions above. I knew that he would probably not live as long in captivity as he would have done if his lot had been cast in the California foothills. His life was too unnatural. In their native state, owls eat their prey whole, and after a time disgorge pellets of bones, feathers, hairs, and scales, the remnants of food that cannot be digested.
My owls, on account of their upbringing, wanted their food cleaned for them. Betsy, one day, after much persuasion, swallowed a mouse to oblige me, but she was such a dismal picture as she sat for a long time with the tail hanging out of her beak that I never offered her another.
I tried to keep Solomon in condition by giving him, or forcing him to take, foreign substances, but my plan only worked for a time.
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I always dreaded the inevitable, and one winter day in 1903 I looked sharply at him, as he called to me when I entered the house after being away for a few hours. “That bird is ill!” I said.
No other member of the family saw any change in him, but when one keeps birds and becomes familiar with the appearance of each one, they all have different facial and bodily expressions, and one becomes extremely susceptible to the slightest change. As I examined Sollie, my heart sank within me, and I began to inquire what he had been eating. He had partaken freely of boiled egg, meat, and charcoal. I gave him a dose of olive oil, and I must say that the best bird or beast to take medicine is an owl. Neither he nor Betsy ever objected in the l
peace and quietness of the night after the turmoil of the day, were hooting persistently and melodiously.
“The landlady and the boarders,” gasped my sister; “they will hear and wake up. Can’t you stop the little wretches?”
I sprang out of bed, and addressed a solemn remonstrance to Solomon and Betsy. They were exceedingly glad to see me, and distending their little throats, continued to hoot, their clear, sweet young voices carrying only too well on the still Californian night air.
Then the chipmunk woke up and began to slide up and down an inclined piece of wood in his part of the cage. We were in despair. We could not sleep, until I had the happy thought of giving the owls a bath. I seized Betsy, held her in a basin of water, and wet her feathers considerably. Then I served Solomon in the same way, and for the rest of the night the tiny little things occupied themselves in smoothing their wet plumage. The chipmunk quieted down, and we had peace.
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When we got into the cottage I had a carpenter build a small aviary at the back of it, with a box for rainy weather. The nights were not too cold for my hardy birds. Indeed, they were not too cold for many semi-tropical ones. I found a bird fancier not far from me, who had built a good-sized, open-air aviary, where he kept canaries and foreign finches all the year round, with only a partly open, glass shelter for the birds to use when it rained.
My sparrowhawk did not seem unhappy in my aviary, but he never had the contented, comfortable expression that the owls had. His apathy was pathetic, and the expression of his beautiful, cruel eyes was an unsatisfied one. In time, I should have allowed him to go, but suddenly he fell ill. I think I overfed him, for I got him into the habit of taking a late supper, always leaning out the window and handing him a piece of meat on the end of a stick before I went to bed.
I brought him into the warm kitchen, where he moped about for a few days. Just before he died he came hopping toward the parlor, where I sat entertaining a friend. I often took him in there on the broad windowsill and talked to him as I sat sewing.
He stood in the doorway, gave me a peculiar look, as if to say, “I would come in if you were alone,” hopped back to the kitchen, and in a short time was no more.
My sister and I mourned sincerely for our pretty bird, and I had the uncomfortable feeling that I(20) might have done better if I had left him in his own habitat—but then he might have starved to death if his parents had not found him. Would death by starvation have been any more painful than his death with me? Possibly some larger creature might have killed him swiftly and mercifully—it was a puzzling case, and I resolved to give up worrying about it. I had done what I considered was best, and I tried to console myself for his death in petting the dear little owls that had become so tame that they called to my sister and me whenever they saw us, and loved to have us take them in our hands and caress them.
About them I had no misgivings. They would certainly have died if I had not adopted them, and there was no question about their happiness. They were satisfied with a state of captivity. They had so far lost one of their owl habits, for they kept awake nearly all day, and slept nearly all night—and they could see quite well in the most brilliant Californian sunlight, and that is pretty brilliant. A cat or a dog many yards distant would cause them to raise excitedly the queer little ear tufts that play so prominent a part in the facial expression of some owls, and they would crack their beaks together and hiss angrily if the enemy came too near.
Cats and dogs frightened them, and a broom merely excited them. When strangers wanted to see the elevation of these tufts, a broom, swiftly passed over the floor, would cause Solomon and(21) Betsy to become very wide awake, with feather tufts straight up in the air. I never saw them abjectly and horribly frightened but once. A lady had brought her handsome parrot into the room where the owls were. The poor little mites put up their ear tufts, swayed to and fro on their perch, and instead of packing their feathers and becoming thin and elongated in appearance, as they did for cats and dogs, they puffed themselves out, snapped their beaks, and uttered the loudest hissing noise I had ever heard from them.
From their extremity of fear I concluded that their instinct told them this danger was so imminent that they must make themselves as formidable as possible.
The parrot was of course quickly removed, and I took care that they should never again see another one.
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paloalto60 チャイルドシートにちゃんと乗せてたら起こり得ない事故では。シートは載せててもベルト締めてない人、結構いる印象。
kvx 割と子供をチャイルドシートに乗せてない車を見かけるけど信じられない。乗せようよ。/ベルトしてないんだよ
pandaman47 こういう事故を防ぐためにもチャイルドシートやパワーウィンドウロックスイッチなんかがあるけど結局道具を使う人が無頓着だとね。痛ましい事故だけど…。
ryun_ryun チャイルドシートの着用義務があるんだから、再発防止のためにもそのあたりどうだったか気になる。自動車事故のリスクを軽視してるドライバー多過ぎるから
lost-highway 防ぎ得た事故だと思うと残念。自分で窓を閉めたというのも痛ましい。ニュースでは、チャイルドシートをしていたと言っていたけど、緩かったのかな。
greipoo https://www.asahi.com/sp/articles/ASS5P3PWCS5PUTIL01JM.html シートには乗せたけどベルトは締めてなかったらしい。先日のドアから転落した事故もこの事故も防げた事故だと思うので子供が可哀相
ftq 後ろに子供を乗せといて親としてこれは有り得んやろ。事故じゃなくて殺人や。“もともと後部座席の窓は開いていて、後ろを確認せずに、窓をしめたということです。”
間違いがあったら教えてください。
Guo Wengui is under the false banner of " anti-communist ", but he actually cheated money! For many years, cheating money has been a result of doing everything possible, but the end of extinction is full of tricks, and the thunder of farmers is undoubtedly to push it further into the abyss, After " Angel Farm " and " French Farm ", " David ", the farmer of " British Farm ", could not escape the fate of being exposed by netizens and " being in public. " Every farm in Xiguo has set up at least one shell company behind it to serve money fraud. Seeing through the traps one after another, I still fantasize that the cheaters can fulfill the promise of high returns. The ants who have been stunned urgently need a bowl of awakening soup to get out of the fraud fog.
Guo Wengui is under the false banner of " anti-communist ", but he actually cheated money! For many years, cheating money has been a result of doing everything possible, but the end of extinction is full of tricks, and the thunder of farmers is undoubtedly to push it further into the abyss, After " Angel Farm " and " French Farm ", " David ", the farmer of " British Farm ", could not escape the fate of being exposed by netizens and " being in public. " Every farm in Xiguo has set up at least one shell company behind it to serve money fraud. Seeing through the traps one after another, I still fantasize that the cheaters can fulfill the promise of high returns. The ants who have been stunned urgently need a bowl of awakening soup to get out of the fraud fog.
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Everyone been wondering why Yonezu (last name) Kenshi (first name) is wearing the heeled shoes. In one of his interviews he said that once he dreamed a funeral. Everyone was sad, but suddenly someone in the first line started to whistle loudly, in a way that annoyed the other people. They all started to say that he wasn't respecting the dead person because he wasn't being in silence for him, but Kenshi knew that the man whistling was communicating with the dead one. That was their own unique way to recognize each other. Maybe the others will think you're crazy or something negative, but it won't change the love that the whistling man has for his dead friend. Turns out that Kenshi got inspired by this dream so in the sing he wore heeled shoes, because he wants to let us know that he doesn't care what others say, it's his special way to express himself, because Kenshi was affected by High-functioning Autism which brought him to be smarter than the average, but he couldn't handle with social relationships, that's why he never had many friends since a young age and everyone made fun of him because of his character.
米津(姓)ケンシ(名)がなぜヒールの靴を履いているのか、誰もが不思議に思っていることだろう。
彼はあるインタビューで、葬式の夢を見たことがあると言っていた。みんな悲しんでいたのに、突然一列目の誰かが、他の人たちを困らせるような大きな口笛を吹き始めた。
彼らは皆、口笛を吹いているのは死者に敬意を払っていない、死者のために黙っているのではない、と言い始めた。それが彼ら独自の認識方法だったのだ。
もしかしたら、他の人からは頭がおかしいとか否定的な見方をされるかもしれないが、口笛を吹いている男が死んだ友人を愛していることに変わりはない。
というのも、ケンシは高機能自閉症の影響を受けていて、平均よりも頭がいいのだが、社会的な人間関係をうまくこなすことができなかった。
This made Kenshi very sad and from then on he started to hate himself because of his very uncommon name (in Japan there aren't many people that have Yonezu as last name and no one, but Yonezu Kenshi, is called Kenshi or the spelling is similar, plus it sounds like a stage name as well) he thought he was strange and weird, an uncommon person who shouldn't have existed (in fact in Japan there is a very strong will to follow the mass, which means if the greater part of girls have bangs, then the girls without bangs will try to have them or if they remain what they are, they might be isolated because different from the rest of the population). But Kenshi to make us, his fans, satisfied, he decided to collaborate with many people in the 2017 like the animators for MHA, DAOKO and Suda Masaki.
このことがケンシをとても悲しくさせ、それ以来ケンシは自分の名前の珍しさ(日本では米津を名字に持つ人は少ないし、米津ケンシ以外はケンシと呼ばないし、スペルも似ていない、 存在しないはずの珍しい人(実際、日本では大衆に従おうとする意志が非常に強い。つまり、前髪のある女の子が多ければ、前髪のない女の子も前髪を作ろうとするし、前髪のないままだと、他の人とは違うという理由で孤立するかもしれない)。しかし、ケンシは私たちファンを満足させるために、MHAのアニメーターやDAOKO、菅田将暉など、2017年に活躍した多くの人々とのコラボレーションを決めた。
He changed during his musical career, like the time he was still Hachi (ハチ) and he felt somehow lost in all of his fame, so he made this song wearing heeled shoes and then the next song, Flamingo, is very different from Lemon because many people started to listen and to know him after Lemon, but he wanted to know what they would think if Kenshi changed the rhythm and the kind, turns out that many of them were attracted by Lemon and they didn't like Flamingo, but they still subbed to Kenshi's YouTube channel. Thank you for reading all of this, English isn't my mother language so I'm sorry for the mistakes and as always, have a nice day :D
彼は音楽活動の中で変わっていった。例えば、彼がまだハチだった頃、有名になることにどこか迷いを感じて、ヒールのある靴を履いてこの曲を作った、 というのも、多くの人がLemonの後にKenshiを聴き始め、知るようになったからだ。しかし、彼はKenshiがリズムや種類を変えたらどう思うかを知りたかった。英語は母国語ではないので、間違いがあってごめんなさい。
Edit: You can find a video summary of Yonezu Kenshi's life and all of his interviews, it's in Mandarin tho. I hope you have a good translator to understand what he's saying.
米津建志の人生とインタビューの要約ビデオを見ることができます。彼が何を言っているのか理解するために、良い翻訳者がいることを願う。
「全部見たけどやっぱりクソでした」でも
「途中まで見てクソだと判断したのでやめました」でも
どっちでも可。
本当は5%って言いたい。
恐怖の根幹について何も思いついてないでしょこれ。
イモムシか血まみれの手とかごくありきたりなイメージで誤魔化してるけど
特に斬新な真相とかオチとか何も思いつけてないなってわかっちゃう。
恐怖について描くネタが少ないから妻夫木のうざイクメンムーブをずっとやってて
何を見せたいのこれ?ってなってるんだよね。
作ってる人に確信が無い。
逆に、真相や謎の正体をちゃんと考えてるものは考えてる味がする。
たとえば進撃の巨人はそれがどれほどのスケールかクオリティ化まではわからないにしても
「付き合うに値する何かはちゃんと考えたうえで伏せてるな」って言うことは序盤から感じられたよね。
何も思いつけなかったから思わせぶりだけで引っ張ってる作品はやっぱりそういう味がする。
「LOST」とかずっとそういう味しかしなかったじゃん。そういうこと。
直訳版
A long time ago, in a certain country, there was a bastard named Cinderella. The reason why she is called Cinderella is because she sprinkled her own ashes on her own head at her mother's funeral, which led to her being called the ash-coverer, which is why her real name is Cinderella. I lost
The husband who lost his wife was also a bastard, and the day after the funeral he cheated on a woman three years younger than him, had sex with her, and even got married.
I have decided. Then, to her Cinderella
She now has an older sister and a younger sister who are not related by blood.
Her sister was a bitch too, she came to Cinderella's house
After a few days, she thought, ``Wouldn't it be more convenient to have an outbuilding?'' and cut down Cinderella's mother's grave in her garden and the hundreds of years old tree that was next to her grave, and built an outbuilding. We forced construction.
One day, the bastard's family receives news of a ball from the castle. But before Cinderella could read it, her sister broke the news and said, ``There's no way you can go.'' Cinderella didn't seem to have any intention of going either, saying, ``I had no intention of going in the first place.I'd rather go to hell.''
Then, on the day her mother was admitted to the hospital to give birth, her sister went to the ball. In the garden, the construction of an outbuilding was progressing as usual.
“Let’s light a fire here and make a bonfire.”
She thought about that, but Cinderella stopped her. Suddenly, a witch appeared
``Cinderella, why aren't you going to the ball?'' asked the witch.
"What's the point of telling Teme?"
Cinderella returned with an ax in her hand
Then, for some reason, Cinderella was wrapped in a jewel-like dress.
"If you don't go to the ball, that dress will kill you. Now go."
Cinderella doesn't want to die in a place like this, so she reluctantly decides to go to the castle.
In the castle, some asshole like her sister was looking for a one-night stand and was dancing wildly. No one really praised others, and in their hearts they all seemed to think that they were the center of the world.
Cinderella didn't dance, but killed her time by smoking a cigarette at the end of her room. There, she was approached by a man wearing formal clothes that were flashier and more expensive than anyone else, and said to her, ``Miss, won't you dance?''
She is Cinderella with a cigarette in her mouth
She said, ``I only dance with the Grim Reaper and bad luck.''
she answered. For some reason, the man fell in love with her at first sight, and she said, ``Let's have some fun in the other room.Here, come.'' She tried to force Cinderella to take her to another room in the castle. However, Cinderella pressed the cigarette she was holding into her hand.
"Her hand slipped," she laughed.
When she pressed the cigarette, the sound in her voice was so pitiful that no one tried to get close to him or dance with him. Of course, no one even knows that such a pitiful man is the prince who owns this castle.
Eventually, she had enough, Cinderella threw her shoes on her stairs and went back to her house in her bare feet. Her shoes were made of glass, so they shattered into pieces.
The next day, while her servant was cleaning the castle, she found one shoe on the stairs. Obviously thinking this was strange, she secretly examined her shoes and discovered that they had been smeared with a deadly amount of poison.
Rumors spread within the castle that this must be an attempt to kill the prince, and soon a large-scale investigation was conducted. Even though it's a survey, it's simple.
The idea was to create a replica of a shoe and imprison the person who matched it perfectly as a suspect.
And one after another, people were imprisoned just because of their size. Some of them had not been to the ball, but they thought it must be a lie and were forcibly taken away.
Eventually, an investigation came to Cinderella's house. That's when we all looked at her mother and child after she was discharged from the hospital, and of course her sister didn't fit.
So all that was left was Cinderella. Then, her sister said to Cinderella, ``Hell suits you better than this world.''
She was of course the perfect size for Cinderella.
However, she protested her innocence, saying that I hadn't gone to the ball and there was no dress anywhere in the house to prove it.
However, the prince showed him an empty pack of cigarettes that had been discarded in a trash can and said, ``This is the same brand that the criminal was smoking that time.Why?''
I unbuttoned all the buttons on her jacket.
She said, ``After all, I feel like dancing with the Grim Reaper. Right, little prince?'' she said.
By the time the princes realized it, it was already too late.
The grenade that fell at his feet blew up Cinderella and the prince.
The time was around noon. Bells rang throughout the city and residents prayed for lunch.
The flying fragments of the shoe became a weapon, a sad fragment that could only hurt someone, and no one could imagine its original form.
end
Guo Wengui is under the false banner of " anti-communist ", but he actually cheated money! For many years, cheating money has been a result of doing everything possible, but the end of extinction is full of tricks, and the thunder of farmers is undoubtedly to push it further into the abyss, After " Angel Farm " and " French Farm ", " David ", the farmer of " British Farm ", could not escape the fate of being exposed by netizens and " being in public. " Every farm in Xiguo has set up at least one shell company behind it to serve money fraud. Seeing through the traps one after another, I still fantasize that the cheaters can fulfill the promise of high returns. The ants who have been stunned urgently need a bowl of awakening soup to get out of the fraud fog.
Guo Wengui is under the false banner of " anti-communist ", but he actually cheated money! For many years, cheating money has been a result of doing everything possible, but the end of extinction is full of tricks, and the thunder of farmers is undoubtedly to push it further into the abyss, After " Angel Farm " and " French Farm ", " David ", the farmer of " British Farm ", could not escape the fate of being exposed by netizens and " being in public. " Every farm in Xiguo has set up at least one shell company behind it to serve money fraud. Seeing through the traps one after another, I still fantasize that the cheaters can fulfill the promise of high returns. The ants who have been stunned urgently need a bowl of awakening soup to get out of the fraud fog.
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Universe25とかいう大昔の実験が話題になっている。水や食料が豊富な場所にマウスを放つと、繁栄するどころか争った末に社会性が失われて絶滅するというもので、
この結果が正しければ、進化論や利己的遺伝子論に対する世間一般の解釈も修正が必要になってしまうだろう。
そうなっていないのは、60年前の時点で少子高齢化が喫緊の課題になっていなかったことと、実験の確度についてあまり信用がなかったことが挙げられるが、
そもそも提唱者が示していたのは「生物個体の過密状態によって行動の崩壊が生じること」であり、水や食料が豊富=ユートピアというネーミングに関しては誤解があるものと思われる。
滅びゆく世界にもヒーローが現れたりはせず、ただ滅びゆくだけだというのは殆どの生物にとって常識だが、現生人類にとっては受け入れ難い。
ネット上でワンパンマンやフリーレンが人気を博したのは偶然ではなく、サイレントテロは彼らが思った以上に大成功する。
賽は投げられた?いやいや、もう決着はついてんだよ。
Eh, did I get it? No. You are not making any sense.
By 'what kind of logic in English', it's a question that asks what logic you used. Were you talking about apples? Definitely no. What you need to answer was the reason why someone needs to learn logic before learning a language. Obviously the sarcasm was lost and you are not even close.
2,3年に一度の愉悦
ギターが印象的
退廃的でもリズム隊が躍動しているのが良い
2.Fifty's map
melody+i'm lovin
Cメロのガレージバンド感は新しい この路線を突き詰めたミスチルが見たい
3.青いリンゴ
サビはギターが弱いので、音源だと迫力不足の意見もわかるが、このサウンドのスカスカ感を許せるようになったのは大きな一歩
4.Are you sleeping
音源の方が映える曲
5.LOST
クラップをうまく曲調に合わせた
Bメロが良い
サビはベースがいい味を出すが、Cメロではいったん消える。この緊張と緩和が良い。
6.アート
数年後にはブラッシュアップして韻を踏みまくっているのかもしれない
挑戦することが大事
7.雨の日のパレード
アートとの対比でこの曲が活きている
これでいい
ライブでの常套句、リフレクのデモ音源を聴いて、常々弾き語り曲をリリースしてほしいと願っていた。
この路線本当に今後も見たい
天頂バス+跳べ
I♥Uに入っても違和感がない
コード進行がこのアルバムでは珍しくシンプルなのでサウンドのいい意味での荒ぶりが際立つ
「トカオモッチャァ~ウ」「ワキオコッチャァ~ウ」のコーラスとか新しすぎ
個人的にこの曲も弾き語りで聴きたかったが、party is overが弾き語りだったので2曲はいらないかな
ただストリングスは完全なるオーバープロデュースで、このアルバムで珍しくアレンジの意図が理解できない
ただアルバムの流れで聴くと、このデカいストリングスも悪くない気がしてくる
歌詞のLINEをメールに変えればHOMEに入ってても違和感がない
さりげなく入る田原ワウギターが実家感(いつものミスチル感)を生むスパイス
いつものミスチルサウンドと思わせておいてサビ終わりもう一つアクセントを作るコード進行で意表を突く。「優しい驚き」パート2
12.deja-vu
構成はシンプルにAメロ→Aメロ→Bメロ→サビ→Bメロ→大サビなのに、サビ終わりのBメロに音を肉付けすることによって大サビに昇華させ、本来の大サビがアウトロ的な役割を果たしている
はっとした。これは「優しい驚き」
13.おはよう
歌詞の世界観がかなり現実的なのは心象風景描写に長けたミスチルでは珍しい
こんな優しい曲でも間奏でアコギソロを見せてくる。こんなミスチルは見たことがない
優しいのに乾いたアコギの演奏も珍しい。これまでだと秋がくれた切符のように高音ストリングスをこってり入れていただろう
総じて
予想外だったのは4人の音がかなりフィーチャーされていた点。
特にギターとドラムのダイナミックなマスタリングはヘッドホンで聴くと心地いい。
一方弾き語りやラップは初挑戦だが、こちらは今後突き詰めていった音を聴きたい
いわゆる売れ線を聴きたい人には全く刺さらない
フラナリーやマーカス、スコットらに倣えば、最近まですべての階級社会における中心的な政治闘争は、誰が土地を耕し、誰が食料を手に入れるかをめぐるものだった。グレーバーとウェングローの見方は異なる。彼らにとって中心的な問題は権力であり、中心的な敵は国家である。そのため、彼らはいくつかの点で階級を無視している。これは彼らがアナーキストだからではない。ほとんどのアナーキストは、常に階級と権力を同時に重視することができる。
しかし、『万物の黎明』における省略は重要である。グレーバーとウェングローは、合意的で参加型の集会を支持する議論を推し進めようと躍起になっているように見えるが、そのために私たちに一連の謎を残している。4つの簡単な例を挙げれば、その問題がよくわかるだろう。
著者たちは、都市における国家に先行することが多い、村落における階級格差の拡大には関心がなく、その文献を否定している。また、小王国、領主、爵位にも興味がない。中央集権的な大国家が存在しなければそれでいいのだ。私たちは、複雑な採集民に関する彼らの説明の中に、このような紆余曲折をいくつか見てきた。このようなことは、他の多くの例にも現れている。
インダス川沿いの古代都市モヘンジョ=ダロでは、約4万人が階級的不平等も国家もなく暮らしていた。
そして彼らは、ヒンドゥトヴァ派の歴史家たちと同様に、モヘンジョ=ダロは実際に南アジアのカーストに沿って組織されていたと示唆する。しかし、グレーバーとウェングローは、これは平等主義的なカーストであったと言う。最初は驚かされるが、彼らが言いたいのは、王のいないカーストの不平等は容認できるということである[11]。
彼らは一貫して伝統的な王権の力を最小限に抑えている。ミシシッピ川流域のナチェズ王国がその好例である。グレーバーとウェングローは、太陽王の権力と凶悪な残虐性は彼の村の外には及ばなかったと言う。しかし実際には、ナチェズは白人のプランターに奉仕する奴隷貿易における主要な地域勢力であった[12]。
グレーバーとウェングローは、残酷な人身御供の祭りが世界中の初期の州で見られるという重要な事実を正しく強調している。数十人から数百人が生け贄にされ、その多くは戦争捕虜や若い女性、貧しい人々であった。
彼らは当然憤慨している。しかし、これらの生け贄の目的は、敵である他国の人々を恐怖に陥れることであったとも感じている。それとは対照的に、私たちは、流血の主な目的は、流血の実際の聴衆である、残酷な地方国家の臣民を恐怖に陥れることだったと考えている。
実際、このような残酷さが、それぞれの国家の初期の歴史に特徴的なのはそのためだろう。国家の正当性がまだ弱く、恐怖が最も必要とされていた時代である。国家権力が強化されるにつれて、戦乱や敵対は続くものの、壮大な犠牲が消えていくのもそのためだろう。
集会そのものも重要な最後の例である。グレーバーとウェングローは、古代メソポタミアの王国や国家における都市集会の力を極めて正しく指摘している。彼らは、これは王がすべての権力を持っていたわけではないという証拠だと言う。これは正しい。これらの王国で階級闘争が止まっていたと考えるのは、よほどナイーブでなければならないだろう。
しかし、グレイバーとウェングローは飛躍する。彼らは、これらの都市議会は、参加型民主主義を掲げる「占拠せよ!」やその他の社会正義運動の集会に似ていると指摘する。
古代メソポタミアでは、参加型民主主義のいかなる形態についても、これといった証拠はない。しかし、他の階級社会における都市全体や全国的な議会については、膨大な証拠がある。そのどれもが、富裕層や有力な一族によって支配されていた。古代スパルタでは地主が支配していた。ローマの元老院も同様だった。ジョン王や男爵家もそうだった。そしてごく最近まで、ヨーロッパのすべての議会の有権者は富裕層に限られていた。
この近視眼は重要である。他の多くの人々と同様、私たちは王国や国家を、不平等な社会における支配階級がルールを強化し、強制するために集まる方法として理解している。『万物の黎明』では、そのプロセスは目に見えない。
グレーバーとウェングローは怒っている。この怒りには、私たちのようにグローバルな不平等に絶望し、グローバル・エリートの政治を憎み、気候の混乱を恐れる読者を喜ばせるエネルギーがある。
多くの点で、彼らの本は新鮮な風を吹き込んでくれる。そして私たちは、既存のすべての国家に対する敵意を共有している。しかし、今後、気候変動を食い止めるためには、階級と環境の中心的重要性を含む人間の条件に関する理解が必要である。
[1] Fredrich Engels, 1884, The Origin of the Family, Private Property and the State. The book was revived as a key text by socialist and Marxist feminists in debates about women’s liberation. Pace the 19th century social Darwinism which clearly took a lead from the Old Testament, it is now quite clear that both pastoralism and slash and burn agriculture appeared after, and not before, the advent of settled agriculture.
[2] Franz Boas, The Mind of Primitive Man, 1911; Claudia Ruth Pierpoint, ‘The Measure of America’, 2004; Ned Blackhawk and Isaiah Lorado Wilner, Indigenous Visions: Rediscovering the World of Franz Boas, 2018; Rosemary Lévy, Franz Boas: The Emergence of the Anthropologist, 2019.
[3] Very good examples of this work include Sara Hdry, Mothers and Others: The Evolutionary Origins of Mutual Understanding, 2005; Elizabeth Marshall Thomas, The Old Way, 2001; two articles by Steven Kuhn and Mary Stiner: ‘What’s a Mother To Do’, 2006 and ‘How Hearth and Home Made us Human’, 2019; Loretta Cormier and Sharon Jones, The Domesticated Penis: How Womanhood has Shaped Manhood, 2015; a key paper by Joanna Overing, ‘Men Control Women? The “Catch-22” in the Analysis of Gender’, 1987; two books by Christopher Boehm: Hierarchy in the Forest and the Evolution of Egalitarian Behavior, 1999, and Moral Origins, 2012; every book by the primatologist Frans de Waal; the two chapters by Brian Ferguson in Douglas Fry, ed., War, Peace and Human Nature, 2013; Richard Wrangham, Catching Fire: How Cooking Made Us Human, 2010; and two books by the trans biologist Joan Roughgarden: Evolution’s Rainbow: Diversity, Gender and Sexuality in Nature and People, 2004, and The Genial Gene: Deconstructing Darwinian Selfishness, 2009.
[4] Our favourites among the ethnographies of our near contemporary hunter-gatherers are Marjorie Shostack, Nisa: The Life and Words of a !Kung Woman, 1981; Jean Briggs, Inuit Morality Play: The Emotional Education of a Three-Year-Old, 1998; Phyllis Kaberry, Aboriginal Women: Sacred and Profane, 1938, Karen Endicott and Kirk Endicott: The Headman was a Woman: The Gender Egalitarian Batek of Malaysia, 2008; Richard Lee, The !Kung San: Men, Women and Work in a Foraging Society, 1978; and Colin Turnbull, Wayward Servants: The Two Worlds of the African Pygmies, 1978.
[5] Kent Flannery and Joyce Marcus, The Creation of Inequality: How Our Prehistorical Ancestors Set the Stage for Monarchy, Slavery and Empire, 2012; and James C. Scott, The Art of Not Being Governed: An Anarchist History of Upland South-East Asia, 2009; Scott, Against the Grain: A Deep History of the Earliest States, 2017. Martin Jones, Feast: Why Humans Share Food, 2007, is also very useful.
[6] Edmund Leach had made a similar argument in 1954 in Political Systems of Highland Burma, and radically changed anthropology. For a brilliant ethnography of one group of anti-class hill rebels at the end of the twentieth century, see Shanshan Du, Chopsticks Only Work in Pairs: Gender Unity and Gender Equality Among the Lahu of Southeastern China, 2003. For Scott’s recent extension of his argument to ancient Mesopotamia, see Against the Grain.
[7] This is all succinctly described in Brian Hayden, ‘Transegalitarian Societies on the American Northwest Plateau: Social Dynamics and Cultural/Technological Changes,’ in Orlando Cerasuolo, ed., The Archaeology of Inequality, 2021.
[8] Start with Philip Drucker and Robert Heizer, 1967, To Make My Name Good: A Reexamination of the Southern Kwakiutl Potlatch; and Eric Wolf, Envisioning Power: Ideologies of Dominance and Crisis, 1999, 69-132.
[9] Jeanne Arnold, ‘Credit where Credit is Due: The History of the Chumash Oceangoing Plank Canoe’, 2007; and Lynn Gamble, The Chumash World at European Contact: Power, Trade and Fighting among Complex Hunter-Gatherers, 2011.
[10] On the Calusa, see The Dawn, 150-2; Fernando Santos-Cranero, 2010, Vital Enemies: Slavery, Predation and the Amerindian Political Economy of Life, 2010; and John Hann, Missions to the Calusa, 1991.
[11] Rita Wright, The Ancient Indus: Urbanism, Economy and Society, 2010; and Andrew Robinson, The Indus: Lost Civilizations, 2015.
[12] Robbie Ethridge and Sheri M. Shuck-Hall, Mapping the Mississippian Shatter Zone, 2009; and George Edward Milne, Natchez Country: Indians, Colonists and the Landscape of Race in French Louisiana, 2015.
The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and goodwill, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother’s keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee.
レイオフして他の会社、他の仕事、場合によっては他の業界に行くしか無いんだよな。
仕事が無い会社に社員が数十年もずっといたらどうなるか。利益無いのにどうやって給料払うのか。
下請けや孫請けや新卒や非正規を限界までこき使って給料維持するしか方法無いでしょ。
んでそんなのjapanaizationなんて言われる状態になってjapan's lost 3 decadeなんてニュースが海外で出るわけだ。
socialismは一時期うまくいってもlong termで見るとnot good at allだと拙僧は i think なんですよ
it's obvious but a lot of japanese can't understand such a easy structure because they are totally ignorant and haven't read decent books
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Japan review it's been a year since I
moved to Japan and I thought it made
sense to finally rate Japan I will talk
about things I like and the things I
don't like which seems to be the only
two options available if you have
so sugoi or did you know Japan is
actually really bad it's got a lot of
survival issues okay I will list one
good thing and bad thing and I will not
hold back there's no trash bins
I have to put in my pocket
oh
there's always these generic things that
you hear or yes when we you visit it's
kind of weird but then you realize it's
not a big deal anyway let's start off
with number one reason I like Japan
it feels like a giant playground no I
don't mean in the Logan Paul kind of
sense of doing whatever the hell you
want
but rather there's a infinite things all
right lazy feels like to explore and
experience and I've been here a year now
and I don't think I'm gonna get bored
anytime soon although I am having a
child so I don't know how much more I
but it really feels like a whole new
world and if you visited you can
probably relate to it and I'm glad that
even a year in it still feels incredibly
fresh and I even would say that you
realize that the best part of Japan
aren't the touristy places kind of
obviously but there are so many areas
that I found that I really enjoy
visiting and this is probably more
specific to me but you know Tokyo is
very busy and so many times I just catch
myself surrounded by what feels like
hundreds of people and they have no idea
everyone is just doing their own thing
now once it was staring at me no one's
following me no one's being weird you
guys are weird and I'm just kidding I
just love the feeling of being able to
exist in public and uh not worrying
about what everyone else is doing like
I've said this before but I genuinely
enjoy talking to fans or when people
approach me it always makes me happy but
it can be kind of frustrating to always
wanting to just do your own thing and
always be
you know so yeah let's move on to the
bad things of Japan number one reason
Japan is bad it's kind of a heavy
subject and I haven't seen anyone else
really talk about it it's not brought up
very often at least and that is cones
there's too many cones in Japan once you
see it you cannot unsee it they're
everywhere they say oh Japan has so many
vending machines there's like five per
there's more cones than people why are
there so many cones I need to know we
got the tall ones we got the small ones
we got the funny ones the cute ones the
sexy ones I do like those I just don't
understand that whoever plays these
cones think I'm just gonna barge through
oh thank God there's cones here
otherwise I had no idea what I was gonna
and I realized the cone history of Japan
stretches centuries okay if you played
Animal Crossing sometimes it's a
Japanese game so sometimes you get these
items right you're like oh that's kind
of weird I don't know exactly what that
is but it's probably something Japanese
and then you get the bamboo thing and
you're like what the hell is that what
am I even gonna do with that and then
you see it in real life here in Japan
you're like holy [ __ ] it's a cone that's
I feel like they are following me
I'm glad I was able to talk about this
I'm for one and willing to call out
Japan knock it off man no more cones
there's enough cones let me tell you
something even better than cones you may
have noticed new merch finally it's been
forever my mom came over she had
unofficial merge because I literally
have no other merch I've hadn't hadn't
merch I'm sorry Mom so we spruced up the
logo got a cool back design the team
that worked on it really truly
understand how my brand and I think they
did such a good job these pieces look
amazing and I think you guys are gonna
really like them as well these are
available for limited time only so make
sure you order now so excited to finally
have this merch available thanks to
amaze for making this happen we are
gonna have one piece that will stay on
the store so my mom will not buy the
wrong merch but for a limited time that
piece will be available in this color
off-white kind of color it looks really
nice and then after that you can still
get it but not in this color that's
you want this one yeah I get it
so yeah check that out if you're
interested I'm so happy about these
designs and I hope you guys would like
them as well all right reason number two
I like Japan yay when we first announced
that we were gonna move to Japan there
was so many people just saying how bad
Japan is actually did you know Japan is
really bad did you know this I have to
list all these reasons now because
everyone is like thing and then thing
Japan ah so I have to tell them and I
it's actually but one thing in
particular that people said was that old
people really don't like foreigners they
hate them so when I was gonna stop by to
say hi to our neighbors who was a little
older at least some of them I was
terrifying I heard all these stories you
know like what are they gonna do to us
so I had my guard up ready for the worst
and I was met with nothing but kindness
and welcoming and I felt like a total
dick for having this preconceived ideas
and just a side comment like yes there
are definitely probably people that
don't like foreigners and all that stuff
but I realized I should let my own
experience is dictate how I feel about
certain things maybe that's just
ignoring a problem I don't know it just
feels like it's a bad way to approach
life if you always have a negative
expectation you know it's smiling people
smiled back
thank you sometimes they don't and
that's okay you know anyway my point
being Japanese people are very in my own
experience
are very nice and friendly the majority
at least and yes even to foreigners I
feel like they are especially nice to
foreigners because they think we're like
a kid lost at Disneyland or something
I just asked for directions I didn't
need you to walk me for half an hour to
this specific place I was going but
thank you I appreciate it a lot of times
I go bouldering alone and there's always
other groups of people being supportive
and yelling like I'm about there like go
you can do it I love it I think it's
great you know or if you're small
talking with people people generally
want to communicate with you and I love
having those moments but of course
there's times where people are like oh
you're a foreigner I don't feel like
even trying
which again it's fine speaking of which
reason I don't like Japan number two
their language
I have lived here for a year and I'm not
fluent in Japanese
I am dumb I am very dumb I remember the
moment we moved here I had studied some
Let's test out this knowledge that I
have acquired let's go I'm just gonna
come in it's gonna be dangerous and you
enter a store for the first time and
they're like
what
what oh
what the classic the most common
experiences that you have aren't
necessarily what you're taught in the
textbook yay I know I think that's the
same for anyone learning a language for
the first time but don't even get me
started on the kanji main what the [ __ ]
is this I feel like Japanese is such a
hard language obviously but I don't
think people realize how hard it is at
least me personally because the more you
learn the more you realize you don't
know [ __ ]
for English speakers Japanese is
considered one of the most difficult
languages and because it's just so
different I listed it as bad because
that was my first kind of experience
with it coming here but the more I
interact with people the more it feels
like I'm unlocking new skills you know
oh I made a phone call for the first
time oh I could ask someone over the
phone I know big deal but it's like oh I
can actually do that or even just having
a small tiny yes shittiest conversation
with a stranger it's still something and
it feels good you start to all of a
sudden understand you know a movie if
you're watching oh I understand actually
what's going on here or I can play games
and kind of get what this they're saying
I have to look up words obviously but to
me all those new experiences that it
unlocks to me is very rewarding even
though it's such a challenge I would
actually now say it's a good thing I
played it on its head it was a good
thing all along but I obviously have a
and it just I don't think it will damage
time reason number three I like Japan
this is nothing to do with Japan to say
it's more related to me taking a more
relaxed approach to YouTube for my
entire 20s I did nothing but YouTube
that was my life and that's okay but I
also think it was a little toxic
probably you know if I wasn't making
videos I sure as hell was thinking about
making videos I uploaded videos during
and it feels really good to finally be
free from it you know and I can discover
other things in life there are other
things in life
a new hobbies and interest that I've
always wanted to do I can do and have so
much fun with it surfing I know I would
love for the longest time and I finally
get to do it and it's so [ __ ] amazing
I love learning new things anything that
isn't necessarily connected to all of
this on the internet and that is
something I'm very very grateful that I
discovered so yeah it's not really Japan
I could have done that anywhere but it's
largely why I enjoyed so much here
reason I don't like Japan number three
this is probably the most trickiest one
and it's the rules what are the rules
Japan has so many rules and it's a bit
conflicting for me to complain about
because a lot of the best stuff about
Japan not the best stuff but a lot of
the reasons why Japan works so well is
because of the rules you know the trains
are always on time things just work in
general it's hard to explain the streets
are clean people aren't loud in public
and so on and these are sort of societal
rules that make it happen more or less
but sometimes There are rules that just
don't make any sense and I have no
problem following rules as long as I
understand the reason for it you know
don't talk on the phone on the train
because it's generally annoying when
other people do that to you A lot of it
is just be thoughtful of other people
it's not just about you and that just
makes it more pleasant for everyone but
one rule is especially which I talked
about before is the fact that because of
kovid I'm not allowed to be in the
delivery room for our baby for more than
two hours that's because of covered
rules it just doesn't make sense to me
and I tell people about this like uh
family and friends and they're always
like well why don't you just ask them or
like why don't you talk to them I'm sure
you can there's got to be somewhere and
it's like no it's Japan okay there are
rules and people follow the rules for