Sunday, 3 March 2019

The true horror stories in modern Paris part 106

I hesitated about the title as today’s content has little to do with Paris, but it still touches the horror of human nature, so I let it stand.

Every race has its unique values: for the French, beauty is their benchmark.  They are constantly saying ‘C’est joilie’ or ‘Ce n’est pas jolie.’ For the Americans, winning is everything.  The Chinese greets each other on the New Year’s Day by saying ‘Let’s make more money.’  In Japan, the unsexy value ‘working together diligently and industriously’ rules the nation.  However, this seemingly benign value can drive people to the edge over the time.

If you were born a gifted person who enjoy seeing yourself making difference in the world, you would be a King in Japan.  However, if you are mediocrely gifted, the same amount of effort will not bring the great result as the more gifted person.  People will not respect you, or worse may criticize you to have been slagging off.  Laziness is much detested as diligence is revered in Japan.  When you realize that he would never accomplish the same great result as the other gifted people no matter how hard you worked, you would either consume with hate towards mankind, or would turn to an easy way out.  Sucking up to the boss or superior, becoming his favorite or stool.  The boss will give you the credit for the work done by someone else.  You become a shadow boss in reality who can decide the fate of your colleagues.  Soon people learn that they have to go through you to be on the good side of the power.  You will hint the gifts or donation…bribes.

Similar things have happened in the places other than Japan, but it strikes harder in Japan where laziness is hated with vengeance.  Seeing someone getting away with more rewards for doing no work demoralizes the people deeply.  Seeing their hero framed and destroyed by the petty jealousy of a mediocre sycophant makes us doubt the virtue.  I myself turned away from the national soccer team of Japan after our national hero was wronged.  (For many years my loyalty was with the Socceroos, the Australian national team. ) Slowly our mind will be drawn into the dark side where the horror awaits.

The initial stage would be bottling up of the dark rage inside.  Then it would inevitably spill over and a man would start venting his frustration onto another weaker man in the social standing.  At the bottom of the scale, the man would turn to the foreigners and women…this is where it strikes home with me because in the eyes of the Japanese I am both of them.  

I was born in Japan, but raised in UK and Europe.  To the Japanese society I will forever be non-conformist, almost a foreigner.  Even a jerk said to my face that I was not a real Japanese, and yet he was working at Canon, a Japanese company selling products internationally.  The jerk loathed the fact that I, a woman, was a graduate of a university which was far more respected than where he had graduated.  His future in Canon was mediocre, thus he abused his position and cowardly deleted my employment insurance from the system as if I had never existed.  He had an accomplice, another coward man at the bottom of the hierarchy in the man’s world.  They consoled themselves by wronging women. 

Thus the world has been confused with the two extreme image of Japanese men: one is noble Samurai who upheld the moral code which includes the virtue of diligence.  The other is a pack of coward who would abuse the weak in the name of their superiors, while safely hiding behind the cover of organization.  The weak have included the foreigners and at a time, the war prisoners.  I was not there, but it must have been ugly because even my mother who was only a child during the World War 2, she remembered the military men behaving domineering towards the civilians in Japan.  My grandfather was too old to be sent to the front, thus was considered useless.  Those men who used to serve my grandfather became haughty.  If they could behave thus to their own people, how ruthless those cowards could have been to the prisoners of the war, I shudder to imagine.

Decades later, some nations have kindly recognized the efforts the better group of Japanese have made to compensate for the damages made by those coward packs.  Chinese people probably did not need the help of Japan to win their way back to their original status as the father of Asia, but it was the right thing for Japan to do, making the contribution through the ODA program for 40 years.  

However, there is one group of people who keep coming after the money and inventions created by our diligent elites.  I have encountered them in Paris as I did in Sydney.  As always they were busy sabotaging the Japanese at every chance they got.  To be continued.
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  1. Interesting to get some info on how things are done in Japan. Europe is a "different world".