You’re a weeaboo or otaku. I get it. Or, if that term conjures the images of fat, smelly men cuddling with body pillows that reek of semen or equally fat and smelly women heavily breathing over a monthly issue of “It’s not Homo; It’s Yaoi desu!”, you might at least prefer to be called a “Japanophile”. I get the part where proclaiming as one of the three terms above makes you feel unique and special, often to the point where your friends and peers would just shake their heads and mutter “Almighty Chinchin-sama, please grant me the sweet release of death so I can be rid of this fucking cancer”; I was once like that in junior high school. But as I grew up, I realized that I could be what I called a “positive weeb”. I didn’t have to live up to the stereotypical weeaboo/otaku/Japanophile character.I could channel the power into things more closely related to reality.
A reminder before we start. All of this is my anecdotal experience. I’m not saying that if you follow these tips, you can achieve the aforementioned objective. I’m just here to share, not to spew self-help bullshit that I despise.
I’ll admit, I haven’t ranted for a long time. Mostly because things have been quite calm in the weeb-verse, save for a couple of incidents that I really don’t care about.
In most of my weeb life, I was never a person that really enjoyed ecchi or fans service in anime. Sure, I enjoyed some nice ecchi fans service, but as of late, ecchi jokes have become rather bland and cliche. Or I’ve grown desensitized to them. But, I’m not here to talk about ecchi fans service. It’s pointless to even talk about it because the industry’s gonna continue to use lewd fans service to attract perverts, which is the main source of income. Instead, I’ll be talking about the weebs that, to a large extent, glorify lewdness to the point where I’d be convinced that these people are closet sex offenders. Continue reading Can We Stop with the Ecchi Stuff, Please?→
Recently, there was a major internal spat in an otaku community on Facebook. I’m not gonna even bother to censor names and mince words; yes, I am talking about the uproar that happened inside Komunitas Otaku Indonesia (KOI) S2. The spat was related to alleged nepotism and admin power abuse in a mascot designing contest, in which the winner was allegedly an admin. The contest involved a smartphone as a prize (a Xiaomi, was it? Who gives a fuck, anyway) and the contest was rigged so that the admin (or a friend of the admin) would win. Of course, the winning mascot design was called out as a fraud, because it was only a re-draw of an existing character with only modified colors and a style befitting that of the community. Now, I think there’s still a civil war going on. I don’t know, I promised myself no more drama after the big DAF fuck-up. Which reminds me, they’re still not refunding my tickets. What a bunch of fucktards.
Disclaimer: I’m a bored person with unpopular opinions and a blog. I don’t have to bend to your confirmation bias, beliefs, or opinions. And if your ass is on fire, there’s a fire extinguisher at the exit. Try to inhale the CO2 gas as well, it does wonders for your health.
So a few days back, I was scrolling through my FB news feed. I stumbled upon a post (allegedly clickbait shitpost) by AndrianVidano. I wanted to write a follow-up post, but I was busy with riajuu stuff. Here’s my follow-up to AV’s post.
Written in a mixture of crude English and Bahasa, AV criticizes the Indonesian otaku community for being a bunch of “imbeciles”. AV touches on the quality of “otaku” groups, which have deteriorated to being nothing but a bunch of lazy “babies” doing nothing but reveling in a regurgitated mass of abused memes and perverted jokes. Of course, not all groups are like this; some pride themselves with intellectual discussions on anything Japanese.
I’ve been a member of Otaku Indonesia, supposedly the largest otaku group in Indonesia, for quite a while now, and to be blunt, it’s a fucking shithole. Every day, the members post nothing but memes of anime characters with stupid captions (“type [at]A and find out likes you”, or “Like if you’re a lolicon”). As if anime characters were not shit before, they’re reduced to being shitty memes that serve no purpose. The group is the lowest of the low, full of uncultured swines and babies with the lowest sense of humor.
It’s like the members ONLY know Japan is comprised of sex-crazed babes begging for cum or sexually-toned anime. They seem to know nothing beyond that realm of perversion. To them, anime is all about fanservice, boobs, and waifus. No wonder the general public thinks that anime is the lowest form of entertainment!
It’s futile to even consider trying to engage in intellectual discussion with them. For example, say that I have my disagreements about Naruto. If I write about my disagreements, these otaku babies will storm me, defending Naruto like the Islamic Defenders Front and Jonru “defend” Islam. They’re not accepting and highly hostile.
I’ve a hard time coming by quality groups like KAORI. In groups like KAORI, one can discuss anime and anything Japanese intellectually and also get relevant feedback without fear of being reprimanded by closed-minded babies and trolls.
AV’s harsh criticism should be used as a hard whip to get into shape. But then again, the anime industry is also going downhill these days, so these “fans” could just be victims of a decaying industry. Anyway, if you stayed long enough to read this, let me thank you for donating your time and traffic to this blog.
On the 3rd day, I managed to get more sleep than usual. But I still woke up at 5 AM thanks to a barrage of alarms. Fuck you, people. Anyway, the schedule today was a city tour of Tokyo on a bus, the Tokyo Tower, and seeing sakura. And I also had a personal agenda.
So, we got ready and departed for Tokyo Station. Yep, Tokyo Station, one of the largest and oldest stations in Tokyo. Our group was supposed to converge at JP Tower, a big-ass building right in front of Tokyo Station. So, we waited there and had breakfast at a convenience store.
At 9 AM, our tour started. We had to walk a while to get to the bus. Parking lots in Tokyo are rather hard to come by and are expensive as fuck. Seriously, they charge like 400 yen per half hour.
So long story short, we got on the bus and began our journey to Shinjuku National Garden. On the way, we passed the Imperial Palace. I really wanted to get off the bus and take photos, because the surrounding landscape was beautiful. But no can do, so I only took photos from the bus. Also, the Imperial Palace is never open for the public except for two special days a year.
Finally, we arrived at Shinjuku National Garden. At the entrance, there were a lot of security guards at posts. I had to open my bag and bottles for inspection. Apparently, you’re not allowed to bring bring alcohol into the Garden. Oh well, that means I won’t be seeing drunk salarymen party like in anime. But on the bright side, that also meant that everything would be safe.
Okay, so this was the first time I ever saw sakura in the flesh. And I was gawking in awe like a mofo. The sakura trees were BEAUTIFUL AS FUCK! I always thought sakura only came in one shade of pink. It turns out that there’s a lot of sakura colors, from pale pink to deep pink. I only had an hour at the Garden, so I hastened my steps to find a seasonal delicacy: sakura mochi. I found a stall that sold lots of sakura-based food, like manju, jellies, and cookies! But, I was there on a budget, so I bought only the sakura mochi and the jellies. And here’s what sakura mochi looks like:
The leaves are fake, of course, because this is the cheap kind of sakura mochi (750 yen). As for the taste, it tasted very sweet. The mochi itself was sweet, and added with the natural sweetness of red bean paste, this is bite-sized diabetes. I then proceeded to eat the entire box by myself, around 12 pieces of mochi. I regretted my decision later in the bathroom, but it totally worth it!
So, after Shinjuku Garden, we headed to Tokyo Tower, the must-go place for any traveler to Japan. Along the way, my tour guide explained a bit about Japanese culture, including religious beliefs, economy statistics, and a bit of Japanese politics. She really was fun to talk to, despite her funny English.
And then… Tokyo Tower!
To climb to the first observatory, I had to pay 800 yen. It’s located 150 meters above ground. I wanted to go to the special observatory at 250 meters, but I had to pay an additional 900 yen or so. Not this time. You really could see A WHOLE LOT from above the Tower.
Now, at the base of the Tower, I saw this sign. Was this a promotional thing? I climbed to the 3rd floor to find out. Apparently, there was a One Piece theme park inside the Tower! But the admission fee was expensive as fuck (3,000 yen), so I didn’t enter.
We spent an hour at Tokyo Tower. I also got a few souvenirs for my family back home and also my girlfriend. Our next stop was… lunch! So we were taken to Odaiba, the artificial island. We were taken to a posh hotel, where we had a traditional lunch. Rice, sashimi, all kinds of seafood, miso soup, soba, and green tea. The portion was rather small though, but I was allowed to ask for seconds only on rice and tea.
And after my energy had been recharged, we were off to Ueno Park to see more sakura. But sadly, it started to rain. When we got to Ueno Park, there was a light drizzle and everyone just kinda wanted to leave. So I took a chance and dragged a friend back to… the Holy Land!
Day 3-2: The Holy Land Revisited
This time, I had a LOT of time to explore the Holy Land. But since I had no idea where to go, I consulted Danny Choo’s website to get some recommendations. I went to Akiba Culture Zone (five floors of awesomeness), Mandarake (eight floors of holy shit) and a SEGA arcade. I also spent some time walking around the main street and the alleyways to get a feel of the place.
My first stop was Akiba Culture Zone. On the first floor was a tax-free Animate shop. I felt kinda stupid for purchasing stuff at a non tax-free Animate shop the day before. I could have easily saved around 200 yen or so. But this shop had a lot more stuff in it, including Love Live! stuff which I bought to sell again in Indonesia. Easy money, considering LL! weebs will do anything for their waifus. Oh yeah, there’s also a life-size Miku statue on the first floor!
On the second to fourth floors were all sorts of gachapon machines and hobby stores. From figures, airsoft guns, to yo-yos, you could find almost anything related to hobbies. I had to pinch myself to control my impulses when I saw a brand-new Noel Nendoroid on sale.
On the fifth floor was a GSC Cafe and an A-Cos store. Holy hell, you could buy a detailed costume for only 12,000 yen! They also had a lot of character wigs, so you didn’t have to style them again. They also sold lots of cosplay accessories, from laces and ties to breast pads. Truly the Holy Land blesses us all. I didn’t try the GSC cafe though; their prices were deterrence enough.
After dishing out a good 8,000 yen or so on shit and gachapons, I decided it was enough and exited the store to explore more.
My second destination was Mandarake, a used goods shop according to Danny Choo and other bloggers on the net. I was told I could find almost anything there. And it did not betray my expectations.
The shop was rather cramped due to the sheer amount of stuff they had. There were 8 floors, and I started my exploration from the 8th floor, which housed toys and figures. And sweet Jesus on a velociraptor, there were a TON of figures, from SHF Figuarts to cheap JAMMA figures, all relatively cheaper than their new counterparts. I had to control myself when I saw a Hatsune Miku Apppend figma on sale for only 3,000 yen.
I don’t quite remember the exact details of all the floors, but on the 4th and 5th floors, there were all sorts of pornographic materials from yaoi to goddamn furries. They are separated by floor, so female-oriented porn was on the 4th (I can’t remember) and the male-oriented wickedness on the 5th. I thought about purchasing a Cosplay JAV DVD (it was only 2,000 yen), but I thought about how I would smuggle it past customs back home.
On the 3rd floor or something, there were tons of dollfies. Creepy as fuck shit. Oh, and also secondhand cosplay costumes. 5,000 yen for a full-set Gintoki costume? Get outta here!
I didn’t buy anything though, because I was rather conscious of my budget. But when I exited the store, I felt a bit parched. So, I went into a Lawson and look what I found…
Instant buy! It was only 200 yen, too. It’s basically a thirst quencher that tastes like lemon-lime Gatorade. But the bottle, the fucking bottle!
So, after a good drink, my friend and I decided to head back. We had to save our energy because the next day, we were going to Mount Fuji. So, we hopped on the train and grabbed dinner at 7-11.
Day 4: Holy Mount Fuji and Hot Springs
I was reaching the end of my stay in Japan, and I saved the best for last. On Day 4, I went to Mount Fuji and bathed in a hot spring. Yeah!
I’m just gonna skip the waking up and getting ready part and dive straight into the action. At 9 AM, we departed from the meeting place at Keio Plaza Hotel to Mount Fuji. I had a different guide this time: it was a lady from Osaka who liked talking a lot. She was rather funny though.
And so, I was stuck on a bus for 1.5 hours. Luckily the view was great. I passed through the suburbs. The suburbs really do resemble anime though. Houses, riversides, and even the bridges. And after a long bus ride…
We still had a long way to go to the Fourth Station. Oh let me explain. There are 11 stations on the road to the top of the mountain. Stations 6 – 10 are usually open in summer, when people climb Mount Fuji. Since it was spring, only Stations 0 – 5 are allowed to be opened. Since it rained yesterday, meaning that it was snowing on Mount Fuji, only Station 4 was open. I wasn’t so lucky.
On the way up, our bus was trapped in a traffic jam. There were a buttload of tourists at the Fourth Station. But they did not stop me from taking in the beauty of the sacred mountaintop.
So I spent an hour at Fourth Station, taking in the fresh air and throwing snowballs at people. Ah, how I miss winters in Canada…
Next stop, lunch! We headed down the mountain to a traditional restaurant. I could finally experience having a meal in a tatami room! The menu was the usual lunch: rice, miso soup, seafood, sashimi, and soba. A thing about wasabi in Japan. In Indonesia, we only have packaged wasabi. It lacks that “oomph” flavor. But in Japan, they give you fresh wasabi. Just a TINY pinch is all you need to get your eyes watering and nose running and your body begging for more.
After the stomach has been satiated… on to the hot springs! I was rather uncomfortable at first about the idea of getting nude with a bunch of strangers. But hey, fuck that. I’m in Japan. I have to try everything! So, once I arrived, I headed straight to the hot springs, stripped, and it was straight into the hot water! Since taking pictures was prohibited, I’ll describe it.
First, you had get nude in the changing room. ALL must go. You could only bring in a small towel to hide your dick if you’re insecure about your penis size. If you’re like me, go straight balls a-dangling inside; there’s no need to cover anything! Then, before diving into the hot water, you had to wash yourself thoroughly at the shower. Once that’s done, into the drink you go! Oh yeah, put your towel on your head before immersing yourself. Or if you want it easier, just put it on the side. The water was a hot 43 degrees Celsius. There were indoor and outdoor baths. I chose the outdoor bath, because it had a stunning view of Mount Fuji. Seriously, a half-hour dip in a hot spring will melt all your problems and fatigue away…
So after a half-hour, I got out and got dressed again. But since I was at a hot spring, I looked for a milk vending machine. In anime, you had to have milk after a hot spring bath. And, here’s the milk! It’s only 130 yen. Sadly they were out of strawberry milk…
After guzzling down the white stuff, I headed to the cafeteria. It was those automatic cashier types, where you put money into a machine and press the button and out comes the slip with your food ticket. Then, you go to the counter and give it to the guy. I ordered a staple anime food, curry bread! It took about 10 minutes to cook and it’s piping hot! I scalded my tongue, but it was totally worth it!
And so, after the hot springs, we headed back to Tokyo. But sadly, I was caught in a serious traffic jam, causing our trip to be extended by 2 hours or so.
As soon as I reached the hotel, I had to pack up, since tomorrow will be my last day in Japan…
So that concludes Days 3 and 4 of my trip to Japan! On the final day, I visit Sensoji Temple, the oldest temple in Tokyo, and sample some more food around Asakusa.
I haven’t visited Sankaku Complex for a while, but the gods blessed me with a 2.1 MB/s internet connection this morning and I was feeling bored after studying for finals so I decided to visit. Nothing outta the ordinary, still ero figures and cosplay. But, I noticed several similar headlines, all of them with the word “schoolgirl“. I thought they were crime victims, but it turns out most of the news were ridiculous.
The latest wicked deviant to be the subject of a public safety advisory was found to have had the audacity to brazenly overtake a schoolgirl on her way home and then ride off.
The bicycle-riding suspect rode up behind, and then overtook, a middle schooler cycling home one night on the streets of Kyoto prefecture. He then rode off.
He is described as likely being in his thirties, 170cm tall and plump, and was riding a black bicycle.
The authorities advise that anyone on their way home at night ought to stick to bright and busy streets, lest they too fall victim to random overtaking by a complete stranger. Anyone seeing a suspicious person should report them to police.
Well, I can say, “Good job, Japanese police!” in this case. It just proves that Japan has a great public security system, compared to my country. Now, I continued browsing, and found this.
The incident occurred in the Aichi prefecture city of Komaki, when a man approached a schoolgirl on her way home at 7PM and asked her “which way is the station?”
The man responsible is described as about 30, 165cm tall, of light build and sporting short black hair, narrowing the field considerably. He was riding a bicycle and wearing a black hooded sweatshirt at the time of the incident.
This is the most ridiculous one I’ve read so far. So, to sum up, a male cannot interact with a schoolgirl given any circumstance. Either stay away, or risk being arrested.
Let’s see what the two males in case 2 and 3 have in common:
They both are supposedly in their thirties.
They both wore black attributes — black fleece and bag and black sweatshirt.
They both approached a schoolgirl.
So, are the police doing a good job or not? Well, I’ll try to explain using two perspectives: as an otaku and as a normal law-abiding citizen. But before, my views are personal and since I don’t live in Japan, they may not be correct either.
Male Otaku Perspective
Anime portrays a lot of schoolgirls, to the point that some people develop schoolgirl fetishes. This is not unknown to the society; anime displays schoolgirls as being very attractive and sexy with their sailor/school uniforms. This makes a schoolgirl (in real-life society) prone to any sexual harassment attempts by creepy otaku. Who wouldn’t resist a schoolgirl? They’re in their prime, they’re (supposedly) virgin, and they’re hot (sometimes). And with the help of anime, their charm, or school uniform, just increases. No wonder society seeks to protect these maidens. However, as an otaku, I’d say this is going too far to the point of being extremely ridiculous. Just because I’m a male in his thirties and I’m approaching a schoolgirl, doesn’t mean I’m thinking about raping her. This is taking prejudice to the next level. At times like this, I really hope for a Sybil System (in the anime Psycho-Pass), so that people will know who are criminals and who are not. The police need to be set straight; not all males approaching schoolgirls are latent criminals. But for the mean time, if you’re a male in his thirties, approaching a schoolgirl is plain suicide.
Normal citizen perspective
I believe the police are doing what needs to be done. It’s not a safe place for women in this age, especially with the rise of ero-anime and the weird stuff that otakus enjoy. Schoolgirls are very prone to danger, especially sexual harassment, because they are portrayed by anime as fetishes. The police are just making sure that these creeps do not lurk about and endanger our females.
But then, it’s not fair to those honest men who have no dishonest intentions to be arrested just because they approached a schoolgirl. What if they were just very friendly people? What if they were really lost and didn’t know directions, and the only person around to ask directions was a schoolgirl? It just isn’t fair to generalize that all men are perverts and those who approach schoolgirls are automatically labeled as potential sex criminals. Maybe the police just act too fast and don’t take the time to actually interrogate the accused; instead, they just arrest him based on the report by the schoolgirls.
So, that’s my say on this. Although I know Sankaku Complex is sometimes just an instigator, it pays off to take some time off anime and see the weird side of Japan. What are your views on this issue? I’d like to know!