When I woke up this morning I was surprised to find that the sun was shining, the birds were singing, and that I still had all of my own skin. Or at least I would have been surprised if I was looking at myself from the perspective of a doom saying, irresponsible, and above all wrong Tabloid Newshound. I am yet to confirm if I have been made infertile, and may have difficulties in proving such a scenario to be mutually exclusive from my numerous visits to the local Sento. I was outraged this morning to find that the New York Times had printed my quotation, and accredited it to a MR Samuel Illingworth, and so I sent a very snotty email off to their news desk to ask for a correction to be printed. Said email contained multiple grammar and spelling mistakes, but hopefully that should prove undeniably that I have a doctorate in Physics!
Life seems to be pretty much getting back to normal here in Tokyo. The streets are still pretty quiet, but I think that this has more to do with the fact that many companies have decided to close, so as to conserve electricity. From my time spent here so far, the Japanese appear to be a very abstemious and considerate people, and so whilst some panic buying has been done, it is mainly the Gaijin that are doing so. My local supermarket still has a fairly decent selection of breads, milk, and vegetables, as well as being fully stocked on everything else, including the obligatory selection of undeterminable meat based products. I hate to think of the unbridled selfish panic that the current situation would result in, if it were to have happened in a country of capitalist excess; a tag which these days is not just applicable to the USA, but to most of the developed world. In fact the only annoying thing to have happened today was the incredibly strong winds, which occurred as a result of… the weather. There are still so many things that make me smile on a daily basis, and remind me why I love this country so much, and why I am so determined to stay unless advised to do otherwise. One such incidence occurred on my walk home from the supermarket in the early evening. I rounded a corner to see an old man with his tackle out, relieving himself in one of the nearby drains. Needless to say the aforementioned strong winds meant that this was a very bad idea.