I was surprised to see the in-car hanging advertisement of the Weekly Shincho on the subway yesterday.
"Huh, has it already been over a week?"
I bought it immediately and read it in the Starbucks shop, but in this week issue Takayama Masayuki is unquestionably proving that he is the one and only journalist in the postwar world.
The following is from his special column at the end of the Weekly Shincho.
I am emphasizing the sentence except the headline.
It appeared in the old name
After the punishment of the guru Asahara Shoko was executed, in the Asahi Shimbun, with the heading ‘The darkness of runaway, is it irrelevant to us?’, OB reporter of retirement now wrote reminiscences style columns.
Among them, ‘His disciples who worship arrogant rulers as God, fulfilled the role of vanguard and was charged with companion capital punishment’, so he sent his heart out to.
At the time his disciples, the sentence continues,
'In a narrow group like the pre-war militaristic state, they cease all thought and believe God's instructions absolutely, they have stopped doubting.'
Even if he quit a reporter, I call it a child is father to the man, like a curse, he talks in the historical view that it is dark before the war.
It is the thought which sees sad disposition though, following the above,
'The wasting of the mind which the person that do not like it tries to twist down by the power, the recession of the democracy, fading memory of war...', it is telling that the heart of the pupil is dissolute in the adjective phrase of three-tiered.
I learned Deja vu in its writing style.
When I see the name of the OB reporter again, it was 'Furihata Kenichi'.
So.
30 years ago, from now, the Asahi Shimbun had a time when they love to preach on stupid Japanese.
It resembles Jesus' Sermon on the Mount, but there is no truth in the content which is different from Jesus.
The Japanese army killed 300,000 people in Nanjing.
A piece of the remains will not come out, but it should look straight at our brutality.
And there is a tale of ‘coral of Iriomote’.
When Asahi Shimbun's photographer dives, there was a graffiti of ‘KY’ at the precious Galaxea facicularis, one of the world's largest.
Now, the seas and mountains of Japan are full of Chinese and Korean tourists.
Zao's ice rime and Kyoto Sagano's bamboo forest are filled with ugly poetry of unsightly Hangul and simplified Chinese character.
But when graffiti was found in the coral Asahi Shimbun declared without hesitation ‘The culprit is a Japanese.’
Because carved was Honda Yoshiro photographer who pretended the discoverer.
On top of that the preaching talks for the Japanese were added to the photographs.
‘The Japanese may be ethnic groups that are crowned in the world through graffiti’ ‘Do not be ashamed to instantly hurt things that grew up in centuries, poverty of the spirit, dissolute mind...,’
As much as being excellent, it is three-tiered of the ridicule.
The articles give habits of authors.
It's like a fingerprint.
So, I knew Furihata as the author, but in this malicious falsehood just finished to fire from a job of Honda photographer and president Toichiro Ichiyanagi.
Although he insulted the Japanese with fake news, Furihata ran away without apologizing.
Before pose as OB and proudly presenting the technique of writing of three-tiered to proudly, the apology of the old is ahead.
This draft continues.
