Tuesday, June 06, 2006

A Thoroughly Uneventful Apocalypse

Well, if you're reading this, we all made it. I'm posting this at work, which means it's around 11:30 at night where most of you live- the likelihood of an apocalypse and/or rapture in the next thirty minutes is pretty slim, so I'm prepared to say: I have seen the future (having lived through the coming apocalypse yesterday), and the worst that 6/6/6 had to throw at me was a bum battery in my alarm clock, nearly making me late for work on 6/7/6 (or 7/6/6, depends on where you are). All of this is immaterial in Japan, where it's Year 18, and the number of the beast nonsense matters to nobody but fearful ex-pats and thrashmetal bands (I'm lookin' at you, "SIGH" and "MORBID AXE"), and the Day of Reckoning passed with hardly a blip.

Mandatory Kids Are Hilarious Story/Johnny Cash Reference:

So I'm teamed up with a student teacher to teach a unit on nicknames. We explain a short dialogue of the "Hi, My Name Is James, Call Me Jim" variety, pass out some fake nicknames that the kids will appropriate, and get ready to start a dialogue game in which they collect as many names as possible in a short amount of time using the English dialogue we've prepared. Pretty standard stuff. The moment we pass the names out, a kid throws out the biggest "MY GOD, THIS SUCKS" (In Japanese, "men do kusai!!") and, when questioned, expresses that he is unhappy with his nickname, as it's a girl's name and he's a manly little eighth grader.

The name? Romeo. Oddly, the boy across the room with "Juliet" seemed entirely unperturbed- so we whipped out a list of nicknames, and ran down the list asking the students whether each was a boy's name or a girl's name. Turns out that Deborah is a man, Romeo is a woman, and there's really nothing wrong with a boy named Sue.

Mandatory Japanese Is Hilarious Post:

Check out this promo poster for an upcoming epic film on the rise of a gangsta superstar:


The title, in katakana, reads "getto ricchi oa dai torain"- which, after sufficient verbal gymnastics, resolves into Get Rich or Die Trying. That's funny enough, but the real kicker here is in the fine white print, which advertises "Hip-Hop World's Charisma: 50 Sento!"

also: Osaka


is crowded. To charm you, it has:



great manhole covers,


cathedrals wedged into hotels,


and spiral escalators.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Speaking of which! I downloaded (i think the first half of) something calling itself "K Dub Shine" or some such. Despite the name, it turned out to be particularly non-noteworth j-rap (or whatever the kids are calling it), except that it was the first instance of that genre i've come accross to be so obviously bling-oriented. "Kane, kane, kane" and all that. I could even pick out the names of cars and expensive liquors.

So! Not that i expect the topic to be important to you, to what extent would you suppose this is a japanese developement and to what extent borrowed? American urban culture comes in a panoply of flavors and i wonder how these are represented over there, how they're modified and paralleled. Thoughts? Comments?

In other news, i've got an internet connection at home now. I'll drop you an email, it'll be from the preposterously long gmail address. (this information only being usefull if you [remember | can decipher] who would [identify themselves | write something] like this.)

-the real k dubby, please stand up, please stand up.