ITLR- Herbivores and IsolationPosted: December 18, 2012 | |
Since last night’s post and having nothing going on for the next 8 hours at work, I decided to do a little research (shocker….I know). Well, over the past few days I’ve seen the Japanese “herbivore” phenomenon being mentioned once or twice. I know what it is, I’m well aware of it, just didn’t give a shit. See…..I lived in Japan from Jan 2003-Jan 2006. When I left Japan, my attitude was “FUCK JAPAN!!!!” Unless I was buying something I was treated like shit there by my neighbors. See, I lived out among the locals (don’t believe me; 1-13 Sano-Cho. Google “Yokosuka,Japan” and look for it if you want. My bus-stop was irayamazu bashi) and they were fucking dicks to me. I gave all my neighbors gifts (that’s local custom). NO ONE gave me a gift back. My sponsor was married to a Japanese woman and she told me that that is VERY rude. I was friends with an American bartender who was fluent in Japanese and he told me he CONSTANTLY heard the local talking shit about Americans. So, after about a year there……I could have given 2 shits about the locals.
Japan is a VERY lonely place. You are alone no where as you are in Japan. I had a book on living in Japan and there was a chapter dedicated to the solitude you experience in Japan. You see. It’s such a cramped space that privacy is given by ignoring others/you leave them to their affairs. I was about 30 then. I spent days with headphones on, in coffee shops, reading, eating bomb ass ramen and people watching. It was a VERY introspective time for me. I was a dude in flux. I dropped out of nursing school/commission package, was trying to figure out where I wanted my life to go; so basically I NEEDED that time alone. To me, isolation is a gift. How can a man be good company to other’s if he hasn’t learned to find solace in his own company. My time spent out among the locals I can say most of the guys are VERY effeminate. The guys in Tokyo are bit more alpha, but it seems relegated to the larger metropolitan cities. I saw the locals in malls and about town in co-ed groups, and it gave off a VERY platonic vibe. Spending a year with headphones on with people you can’t talk with is quite surreal. Oh, I knew the basics, but that’s about it. Hello, good afternoon, good evening, can i please have a _________, thank you, you’re welcome, how are you, i’m fine. That’s about it. I called it “survival Japanese”. lol. I immersed myself in the culture as much as could, but mostly as an outsider living inside a diorama. It’s odd. I was there, but it was like I was a ghost. So, I’m WELL QUALIFIED to speak about Japan.
Before I go further I’d like you to get you up to speed with this and this. Please read the comments in the first article. Trust me, there are PLENTY more so just google “Japanese Herbivore’s” and read yourself silly. Now I included these 2 articles because they are written by women. And they SHAME the Japanese men that aren’t chasing and lusting after them.
So, to be clear: we’re sexist, misogynistic pigs for wanting to think of women sexually AND we’re total spineless, useless bundles of flesh if we DON’T chase women.
MIND.BLOWN. we haez acheeved it. Unreal.
Now, back to me living in Japan. Please let me note that the local girls LOVED American men. I’ll just leave that one alone for you to figure out. They REALLY loved black American men. Honestly, I have black friends that got to Japan and stayed for 8 years. They all had a new gf every 3-4 months. Before I went to Japan my boy (black dude) told me, “Well, you’re white so you might just actually have to TRY and talk to a girl. Lol. And he wasn’t wrong. When I went out with my friends, we had groups of girls approaching us. When I first got there I used to go to Roppongi a lot. You know Roppongi. Ever seen an episode of Jackass where they’re in Japan….that’s Roppongi. It’s the party district. Never did bang any girls when I went out. Honestly, the girls were fucking annoying. That coupled with me just not having the Asian bug made me not really pursue. Plus, I was 30….I spent 3 years tearing up Europe a few years earlier; I was partied out.
The second year in Japan I was dealing with full-on oneitis from my break up with Beth. I’m not going into Beth anymore. Dead horse…..got it. I spent my days, as I said, walking Yokosuka alone, headphones on, reading in coffee houses, taking short trips by train to local sights, and……my specialty: people watching. And you know what I noticed: most of the couples I saw were Japanese families in the late 20’s early 30’s and younger couples of local girls and American men. Now let me be clear here- the local girls, most of them at least, looked ROUGH. There was a common saying around the base, “The girls get prettier the further from Yoko you get.” Well, it’s true. The few attractive Japanese women I saw appeared to be older and SINGLE. Yup. At least, I didn’t see them with other men. My last year there I was dating Nancy and spent most of my time dealing with her and going places with her in tow.
Guys, please read these articles and realize what its message to men really is: WE’RE WRONG. There simply is no winning for men. We see this at the workplace, on television, on commercials and MSM in general. What would you do if this became the norm here in the US? Not that I think it will, because American culture is VERY different from Japanese culture. But there is a parallel: men are becoming less and less interested in women and relationships. Pretty soon, all the ladies will have left are the alphas wolves that spend 2-3 months with them, then hit the bricks for a new girl. Not my fault. I’m just playing the hand I was dealt thank you.
Is it any wonder why I’m perfectly content with my travel trailer parked on 2-3 acres just outside of San Antonio? I know game, so if I WANT a women….I’ll find one and if I don’t, oh well. Ok, I’ll quit ranting now. OH, and I KNOW I have readers in Japan.
As an aside, let me me tell you this. In Spain, I lived in El Puerto De Santa Maria, in a part of the city called “vista Hermosa” and VERY upscale neighborhood. When I went out at night I saw kids on mopeds making out and drinking. In the morning, there were always used condoms in the park.