The above title was written rather brashly. Read through the lines and you'll understand why I chose it. It is by no means a scurrilous attack on my own birth country. I only mean to promulgate some positive aspects of another culture.
Success used to intimidate me; however, I'm not afraid of it anymore. I'm still in no position to scoff at it though. I'd be grateful to embrace a career in writing or something creative one day. That's why I'm forcing myself to write more these days.
I can usually find solace in writing but right now it's not working. In fact, right now I'm almost disdaining it. This is my own personal writing but for some reason it feels like an obligation. I could never write in that kind of condition. It reminds me of writing something for school. I'm used to typing all the things on my mind in a frenzy...there must not be a lot on my mind right now then.
I digress. I will give myself Hobson's Choice and see to it that this entry is written to completion.
Japan
There's a raising concern regarding the increasing number of elderly people in Japan. Not a bad problem to have, seeing as how Japan has the highest longevity rate in the world (82.6 years). This is the land where it's not uncommon to see a herd of octogenarians bicycling around together on a calm sunny summer day. Happiness is a tangible product that you can see written all over their faces.
If you go to a bar or club in Japan the chances that you will encounter a belligerent drunkard are slim to nil. You'll never see a punch let alone a feint thrown your way by anyone. Therefore, there is no need to hire bouncers whose sole responsibility is to castigate those who get out of line with being chivalrous. Nobody tries to belittle each other or rule the roost here. In fact, in most facets of daily life you will rarely ever meet anyone of pugnacious character. If you try to throw down the gauntlet with an adversary you will appear as a fool.
Even homeless people – the dregs of society – are civil. Their card board box homes that I saw with my own eyes in Tokyo are of a neat and tidy fashion. When they're not occupying their humble abodes they can be found peacefully drinking sake with each other in the park. While feeling no pain they talk amongst each other in a pleasant manner.
Every time I curl my right arm I can see what used to be a nasty laceration on the back of my forearm. This scar, caused by a careless biking accident, set me back about a month in physical training. While I was recovering I lost about 10 pounds. However, I was fortunate to have Japanese women in my life who took care of me with alacrity.
~Anthans
Success used to intimidate me; however, I'm not afraid of it anymore. I'm still in no position to scoff at it though. I'd be grateful to embrace a career in writing or something creative one day. That's why I'm forcing myself to write more these days.
I can usually find solace in writing but right now it's not working. In fact, right now I'm almost disdaining it. This is my own personal writing but for some reason it feels like an obligation. I could never write in that kind of condition. It reminds me of writing something for school. I'm used to typing all the things on my mind in a frenzy...there must not be a lot on my mind right now then.
I digress. I will give myself Hobson's Choice and see to it that this entry is written to completion.
Japan
There's a raising concern regarding the increasing number of elderly people in Japan. Not a bad problem to have, seeing as how Japan has the highest longevity rate in the world (82.6 years). This is the land where it's not uncommon to see a herd of octogenarians bicycling around together on a calm sunny summer day. Happiness is a tangible product that you can see written all over their faces.
If you go to a bar or club in Japan the chances that you will encounter a belligerent drunkard are slim to nil. You'll never see a punch let alone a feint thrown your way by anyone. Therefore, there is no need to hire bouncers whose sole responsibility is to castigate those who get out of line with being chivalrous. Nobody tries to belittle each other or rule the roost here. In fact, in most facets of daily life you will rarely ever meet anyone of pugnacious character. If you try to throw down the gauntlet with an adversary you will appear as a fool.
Even homeless people – the dregs of society – are civil. Their card board box homes that I saw with my own eyes in Tokyo are of a neat and tidy fashion. When they're not occupying their humble abodes they can be found peacefully drinking sake with each other in the park. While feeling no pain they talk amongst each other in a pleasant manner.
Every time I curl my right arm I can see what used to be a nasty laceration on the back of my forearm. This scar, caused by a careless biking accident, set me back about a month in physical training. While I was recovering I lost about 10 pounds. However, I was fortunate to have Japanese women in my life who took care of me with alacrity.
~Anthans
