geez how stupoid are they?
Do they WANT to be another wholly owned subsidary of China?
Perhaps someone should sit them down and go over the US Navy safety incident reports and then compare them with their own nations safety record at land based nuclear plants.
Maybe if they began building their own we wouldn’t have to send our’s over to protect ‘em from the Chinese, Koreans and everyone else in Asia who hate the Japanese.
bttt
Leave them to the mercy of North Korea and their missiles.
Fine, the U.S.A. should pull our troops out of South Korea and Japan. Let them pay for their own defense. Let them both go it alone against their very large and “peaceful” neighbor communist China.
Same for Germany too.
It’s time.
If they don’t want a Nuke, we should just send the Hornet. It wouldn’t even have to enter port, after all, they didn’t last time.
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A lot of Democrats are desperate to stop the US from having a missile defense shield, because having it might “provoke” some tyrant to throw a missile at us. That is how their brains are mis-wired.
So why should we be surprised that some Japanese are equally defective?
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If the USN left Japan just think about all those poor bar owners and hookers who would be out of business. Not to mention all the other businesses.
Community organizers, no doubt.
For Pete’s sake. The Japanese whiners have been protesting us since Gen. MacArthur gave them a constitution.
Once on leave in Japan, I’m pretty sure I met a Japanese Marine who wanted to re-fight the Mt. Suribachi flag raising. I told him my uncle was nearby on the island, it’s his fault and I wasn’t born yet. Didn’t matter. He waved his fist, got in his wheelchair, spit out some nasty words (I think) and wheeled himself away.
The mama-san who witnessed the matter said don’t worry. He does that to all American Marines. Then she gave me a thumbs up, offered me a plate of pickled octopus and a glass of saki.
I still burp thinking about it.
I lived in the Yokosuka Naval Base for several years when I was a kid between the ages of 8 and 11 (1967 - 1970)
Suffice to say that for an eight year old Naval dependent gaijin kid, Japan was a very strange place. Odd toilets that you had to squat over...open sewers...the smell of fish...large groups of people walking around wearing face masks, pachinko ball machines...restaurants with bizarre plastic food in the front windows...
But one of the oddest things to me was that whenever an aircraft carrier came into port, there would be these HUGE demonstrations outside the base.
At around 9:00 AM several hundred Japanese riot police would assemble in a field near my house, then on cue shortly thereafter, the crowds would assemble outside the fence near the main gate with banners and megaphones...I seem to remember large groups, but it might have only been 500 or even a thousand. They would get vocal and demonstrate for a while, then again, on cue, some of them would go over and begin climbing the fence. The fire trucks inside the base parked nearby would begin spraying the demonstrators on the fence with fire hoses, knocking them off, then they would begin spraying the other demonstrators through the fence.
Shortly thereafter, the demonstrators would disperse, the area would be quickly cleaned up, and when the water evaporated, there was no indication that anything had transpired.
When I think of it now, it seemed like one big, huge, ritualized kabuki dance. Everyone knew their roles on both sides, the whole thing went down like clockwork, and then it was over until the next time.
I remember my brother and I going over and talking to a bunch of the Japanese riot police, and inviting them back to our house after the demonstration was over. We went into the cabinets and opened up a bunch of cans of stuff and poured them into bowls. I recall that we had maybe ten bowls of things like chick peas, corn, whatever.
My mom came home, and politely told the Japanese guys to leave, which they did. I have no idea what my mother thought of that. I think she must have thought we were just crazy.
My father fought in Leyte. After they won he went to Yokosuka in victory. I wish he was alive today to sail into YKS again. He hated [japanese].