NOT KNOWING JAPANESE
Five minutes watching my fathers tv reminds my why I really like living in Japan without knowing Japanese. Five minutes spent channel surfing and Im depressed worse than the collective psyche inside the defendants box at the Nuremberg Trials. Lung cancer. Murdered toddler. Coughing up blood. Furious residents. The bummers never stop. Online predators. Missing teen. Four hour erections. End came quickly. Its like sitting in Hell surrounded by humanitys worst nightmares. Soaring housing costs. Exploding gas prices. Massive manhunts. You might as well call the undertaker and reserve your plot immediately. Nuclear capability. Angry demonstrators. Persistent coughing. Five minutes of English language television and doom appears certain as tonights setting sun. Calgary, Fri. 08/12/05