It’s a preview of the Democratic National Convention.
MMinLamesaJune 26, 2019, 1:15 PM
not enough
CallmelennieJune 26, 2019, 4:36 PM
It’s almost as if the Japanese have cultivated a cult of pathological silliness to offset the reality that they need to behave like worker drones in an ant colony most of the time
PatJune 26, 2019, 4:56 PM
Rearranging the deck chairs on the Titanic.
NoriJune 26, 2019, 10:09 PM
What Lennie said.
Samurai ethos has devolved into that.
Western Civ has devolved into Drag Queen Storytime at the library.
It’s all crap,and we need to see it,and share it with the unaware.
RobJune 27, 2019, 5:43 AM
I lived in southern Japan in the late 70s and everything seemed pretty normal. Sararimen going to work, housewives managing the home, and kids everywhere saying “this is a pen” (they wanted to practice their English with me). The weirdest things that I saw then were guys in their early 20s who just got their first job, bought a rice rocket, and then would hang out dressed as greasers at the corner store while blasting 50’s music. Sort of the first version of cosplay, possibly. Japan has gotten so much more extreme in their weirdness since then – it may be pathological.
FriscoScooterTrashJune 27, 2019, 9:54 AM
I didn’t have photosensitive epilepsy when I got here but I do now.
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Can’t leave it alone
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Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
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My shining light
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I feel a migraine coming on.
Too much is not enough.
It’s a preview of the Democratic National Convention.
not enough
It’s almost as if the Japanese have cultivated a cult of pathological silliness to offset the reality that they need to behave like worker drones in an ant colony most of the time
Rearranging the deck chairs on the Titanic.
What Lennie said.
Samurai ethos has devolved into that.
Western Civ has devolved into Drag Queen Storytime at the library.
It’s all crap,and we need to see it,and share it with the unaware.
I lived in southern Japan in the late 70s and everything seemed pretty normal. Sararimen going to work, housewives managing the home, and kids everywhere saying “this is a pen” (they wanted to practice their English with me). The weirdest things that I saw then were guys in their early 20s who just got their first job, bought a rice rocket, and then would hang out dressed as greasers at the corner store while blasting 50’s music. Sort of the first version of cosplay, possibly. Japan has gotten so much more extreme in their weirdness since then – it may be pathological.
I didn’t have photosensitive epilepsy when I got here but I do now.
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