Tokyo Dystopia
Half-naked girls brawling on a bed of satin, champagne bottles spurting foam into eager upturned mouths..

Half-naked girls brawling on a bed of satin, champagne bottles spurting foam into eager upturned mouths..
The story started with a swoop worthy of Eliot Ness, the heroic investigator who took down Al Capone.
Despite a 7 year investigation involving 170,000 police and list of 110,000 suspects, the crime remains unsolved to this day.
Koizumi enacted a Japanese equivalent of the “Willy Brandt moment” at the Marco Polo bridge
British Marxist historian Eric Hobsbawm riposted “We cannot invent our facts. Either Elvis Presley is dead or he isn’t.”
The Japanese Red Army militants who hi-jacked a JAL plane to Pyongyang in 1970 claimed “we are Tomorrow’s Joe.” The survivors remain in Pyongyang today and are now on Twitter.
The “Queen of the Japanese Underground” stuck to her unique personal style – long black dress, dark glasses, cloud of cigarette smoke
By then she had jettisoned her hippy chanteuse persona and joined Blues Creation, featuring Japan’s answer to Jeff Beck, Kazuo Takeda on guitar.
Until recently in Japanese eyes a typical foreigner meant a white Westerner. Now the foreigners that ordinary Japanese meet in the flesh are likely to be fellow Asians
Matsu-san the sushi chef died in a car accident. Mari the hostess committed suicide and my father Hachiro died of disease when fighting in the war. My young cousin Tatsuo was stabbed to death.