It’s almost been a year since all hell broke loose and the end of times came to the residents of Northern Japan. Last March 11, when the Fukushima Nuclear Plant started to cook off acquaintances and friends started to leave in a panic. It honestly never even occurred to me to leave. (Read: Leaving Japan is Betrayal?)
Maybe I would have considered leaving if I knew what I know now about how close the plant came to melting down. How, according to reports just being released, Japanese Prime Minister Kan actually had to order TEPCO to stay and try and keep the plant under control. If TEPCO had its way and abandoned the plant Tokyo would have been evacuated. That’s Tokyo’s 30 million people, the population of Canada, all fleeing south.
He credited Mr. Kan with making the right decision in forcing Tepco not to abandon the plant.
“Prime Minister Kan had his minuses and he had his lapses,” Mr. Funabashi said, “but his decision to storm into Tepco and demand that it not give up saved Japan.”
—New York Times
But at the time I didn’t really understand how long it would take to shut down the nuclear plant and the amount of radiation that would be released. I guess I just trusted the Japanese government during the time of crisis. But as anyone who has read this blog for a while can attest GaijinAss is not a Japanese apologist site. The Japanese government is a regime that didn’t build dikes big enough to block the tsunami because if they did they would have to admit that the dikes that existed weren’t high enough and nuclear plants weren’t safe. This is a Japanese government famous for robotics yet prevented companies from developing nuclear disaster robots because the existence of nuclear disaster robots would have admitted that nuclear meltdown was possible.
experts claim the government was previously unwilling to finance projects to develop robots that could be used during a nuclear accident, fearing such a move might imply that a nuclear disaster was possible and cause the public to question the safety of atomic plants.
I live outside the nuclear sacrifice zone, 200km away in Tokyo, and I have no control over the nuclear plant and its radioactive emissions. I have friends and acquaintances that can’t handle this “threat” and are constantly stressed about it, willing to give up everything to get away. I honestly believe that the stress caused by radiation is many times more harmful than than any “threat” radiation actually causes. Already in one year over 1300 people have died due to stress related to 311 disaster. It really blows me away when I hear people talking about leaving Japan because they’re worried about either another earthquake or the radiation threat … Really?
I once read that scientists did a study on living next to a old hydrodam that had serious structural damage and had a high risk of breaking and killing everyone downstream. The scientists did a survey and found that the further away from the Dam they got the more people got stressed out. Those right next to the Dam had no fears while those hundreds of kilometers away stressed about it everyday. So maybe that is me always so close to something that I can’t see the danger.
And there is a danger. “Experts in Japan have warned that the chances of a powerful earthquake striking Tokyo in the next four years could be as high as 70%.” (Read: 5 ways to survive the aftermath of the Great Tokyo earthquake) Yet I’m not planning my exit. If a quake hits Tokyo it would be devasting the last time a major quake hit the 1923 Great Kanto earthquake basically leveled the city. Obviously modern Tokyo, with its strict earthquake design codes, is much better position to handle an earthquake now than say Vancouver, Canada or San Francisco which both have a similar earthquake threats.
I live in a new building that will withstand a major quake but there is something else, I almost want to live through a major disaster. A part of me wants the earthquake to happen….
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So, I ran out of stuff to make Bloody Mary’s and decided why not make White Russians. Only have 2% milk and Vodka…F’it close enough.
Therefore, I am reading this with my makeshift White Russian.
During Chernobyl the Russians would give the men shots of vodka to counter the radiation. So bottoms up!
We will begin our treatment tomorrow at 1700. Shinjuku. Can’t let the Radiation win.
Surely this headache I have is due to radiation…time for another.
This is possibly the best thing you have written on here.
“I almost want to live through a major disaster. A part of me wants the earthquake to happen….”
It was overdue even before the Tohoku quake. I think a part of you is gonna get what it wants 🙂
I don’t believe in predicitions. And disasters can happen anywhere, any time.
That study about the dams is funny. You could say the people that get stressed out living so far away definitely would have been long gone if they lived closer. It’s only the ones that are easy going about it that stay.
I remember zat terribull day, all too well! i was caramelizing some onions for zur onion gratin soup i was preparing .. guests wur coming for dineur .. and zen merde! a massif tremeur .. point 2 on zee richteur hit mon earthquake proof, err how u say apartement in english?
zo i turn off za gas .. za soup was rue ind .. merde! i had no starteur for za guests ..
and voila! la telephone! its le embassy and une secratary is tres frantic! she is screaming .. run! run to france you lily livered french bastarde! a massif point 3 after tremeur is headin to tokyo!
i put mon tail between my leg, hop in mon renault, and when i arrive in france, mes amies, … mon belly is YELLOW!
But no problem! im not alone! it is FRANCE!
i am a pediatrician in paris…. before les enfants say mummy or daddy, they learn the word … retreat!! retreat!!!
i am rabbi yacob glassberg. i look into mens souls thru the broken window of zis verld.. and vot do i see? zee french! leading zee charge! away from zee danger! just like in zee vor.. ooh la la! vive le surrender monkeys!
vy do zee french line zere streets viv trees?
so zee nazis can march in zee shade
shortest book in zee verld?
french war heroes
zee greatest fear from zee quake?
zee shit all zee frenchies shit thru zere pants in fear … and zee dust! vot about zee dust? all zee french kicked up, as zay ran to zee hills!
i am rabbi yacob goldberg and vot do i see?
a shit trail of frog fear!
i am rabbi cohen. my father is a yemenite jew. he works with stones.. mostly diamonds..
who are these schikster french? these vichy runavays?
my father vos in zee oven, ven zee russians liberated his camp.. almost roasted alive, now runs a profitable gem and money lending business.. zee oven almost got him.. undt now, fat germans are some of his best customers.. he even jokes viv zem.. scratch a german, find zee nazi.. ooh how he laffs as he takes zere money to zee family bank, glassberg sachs o ducats and sons.
he sez not zee frogs but only zee iranians av zee right to be afraid.. for ven israel launches on zem.. zen zee verld will see radiation, zen zee verld will know zee meaning of earth quaking.. zen zee verld wil see a country kebabed…kosher!
This comment…is not kosher.
ole surrender monkey, eh! …. adolf ..we give you paris, just dont bomb za louevre!
stone the crows.. bleeding heck guv..
ad dis frog on docks wiv us a few years back.. went by the name francois.. i know! bit windy innit?
we d be all right francois, hows it going? tuff day?
he d go .. qui, tres fatty gay…. we d be, u fkn wot? u r a very fat gay?
on mornin break, like.. we d be eating our sarnies, like.. he d get out his sarnies.. n b4 eatin.. wud say.. bon happy retreat!
one evening, fellas caught him behind some crates, tossing off to a pic of french soldiers surrending to zee germans.. second time, was in tv room, to news images of frogs, boarding planes at narita, after a scary point 2 on richtuer after tremeur, rattled a few chandeliers at french embassy in tokyo..
2nd time was too much for manager, pete.. gave frenchy his marching orders,
was good riddance and bon voyage to the very fat gay!