JOURNAL OF WIMPY DOCTOR OF LAW BY DR.MIYUKI SATO

SEVERE CRITICS ON LEGAL SYSTEMS THROUGH HER EXPERIENCES

Kinky affection of male Japanese to female busts

2016-12-28 19:08:02 | 日記
28/12/2016 (evening) When I've heard of "Oppabu" from my students, I was astonished.
According to them, it's a kind of "KYABAKURA", that I refered to before. However, in "Oppabu", female partenders allow to be touched their bust. The word "Oppabu" came from "Oppai", which signifies female bust in slang, combined with "Pub", or a bar. I've heard it in 2014.
Later, in June, 2015, I met a group of my ex-pupils in Shinjuku. One of them explained me that in "Oppabu", cliants can chew or lick the bust of bartenders. I was surprised much more! Incredible! But, at these types of topics, our students, including ex, are considerably reliable infotmants.
Thus, I concluded that in Japan in fact, this kinky behaviour, that is, male adults touch and chew the busts of female bartenders, is allowed under the law.
Japan is a strange country. Male adults have sexual dreams to be hugged in a big bust. In the train, we can see the proof of it. A girls in Bikini with a "H" cup brassiere are highly popular and their photos on the magazines are advertised in the train. "A" cup is the smallest and "D" cup is big. "H" cup means MEGA or GIGA size. The girls with "H" cup seem just milk cows for me.
Japanese males are, mainly, immature. Even over 50, they want to be treated like babies. Their preference is mother-like body, represented by a bust. So their sexual interest concentrates on bust and nipples. They prefer chewing bust rather than making love. Always something there to remind me♬...Oh, it's mom's bust!!!, they would say.
They want to feel relieved under the skirt of their mother. They want to continue to be irresponsible as kids, protected by their mothers. Mother, help me! Mother, what is the next frase? Mother, don't scold me because of my error. Mother, Mother... They always follow the shadow of their mother, seeking substitute of mothers' busts. And, they encounter the idial solution in "Oppubu". The female bartenders never refuse their requests, because the cliants pay money. The male cliants feel efemeral safety in the bust of the bartenders, instead of their dearing mothers.
However, strangely to say, these mother-complexed males easity sell their mother. In other words, when their mothers need special health care, they prefer getting rid of their mothers. They put their mothers to cheap eldery's house with bad treatment or desqualified hospital easily. Sometimes they do it for the sake of financial interest or insurance money, sometimes of attending their idol wifes' request. Mother, Mother, you need a rest, a eternal rest for you!, they think.



anti-productivity in Tokyo

2016-12-28 17:02:11 | 日記
28/12/2016 (afternoon) It snowed. Today I couldn't buy cuttlefish. My SHIOKARA producing was postponed again. We got lots of fried soy bean soft-cake called ABURA-AGE from my father's friend Mr.OGAWA. He is a maker of Tofu, or, soft-cake of soy beans. Thus, I ate 3 pieces of ABURA-AGE stakes for lunch. ABURA means oil and AGE signifies fries. I will make miso-soup of them with onion, too.
I wrote a part of my article of HABEAS CORPUS IN JAPAN. There I described the actual economic situation in Tokyo. In Tokyo, most of economic activities deceased. I saw lots of advertisements with blanks. Only 20% of the tenants of the buildings in front of each station was lit up at 16:00. Majority of the buildings are empty. In Tokyo, there are "walkers" but no "workers". The walkers, wearing cheap suits, walks around the city, just like doing stamp rally.
In Tokyo, figures don't know to understand the words in the context. For academicians, contextual approach is necessity. However, almost all of my collegues in Kyorin Univ. and most of my academic acquaintances don't know the method. The worse is, public servants in the central government can't do that either. At first, I couldn't believe this intelectual decadance at all. The servants of Ministry of Social Benefits and Labour don't know the difference between dependent and independent on the family! The servants of Tokyo District Court mistakenly read the law! They earn several times more salary than my friends, who graduated from local high school,work honestly with common sense. Unfortunately, the public survants have no common sense or contextual systematic conception. Why we people should pay our precious tax for the dull stupid jamheads called public servants? They don't deserve tax paid by people. Why central and local governments don't fire them? Japan is in debt already. Why we people should continue to sustain the jamheads with tax? Dull idiot servants should be fired. We hate them. They are robbers. They are anti-productive, excessively. The main public agencies are located in KASUMIGASEKI in Tokyo. They are the nests of the evis existances without sense of shame.

 

"Life should be boring" according to Japanese majority

2016-12-28 12:44:45 | 日記
28/12/2016 (noon) I write some e-mails to my Colombian acquaintanses in Bogata, where I got to know the importance of hospitality consciously. I made a trip there in March, 2015. For the first time, I danced salsa and liked it so much. I visited sevral salsa bars with the students of posgrado of Univ. of Externado. They taught me how to dance salsa. I met Carlos Vives's brother in a salsa bar! We took a picture together!
After my encounter with salsa, I looked for cool salsa bars in Tokyo. There are lots of Salsa Lesson Classes in Tokyo. However, for me, they are boresome. I just wanted to enjoy dancing, didn't need any "teacher" or "instructor" at all. My objective was not developping the art of dancing, but enjoy the music and precious time, through moving my body. I don't know why in Japan there are so many people who want to "learn" dance, without enjoying feeling the atomosphare and nice music.
"Learning" is boresome. I am a professor of Law, however, I dislike teaching in a normal sense. I love to estimulate students to learn by themselves, provocating their intellectual curiosity.
In Kyorin University, Prof.Nanako HARADA told me that teaching staff should take care of students as their elder brothers or sisters! I am totally against her opinion. I hate the conception of "Taking care of versity students". They are personally independent and have their oun opinion. What we should do is provocating their intellectual curiosity. That's it. If they don't want to study, it would be on their account, not ours.
According to her, she was highly populer in her classes in Aoyama Gakuin University, where she worked as a part-time lecturer, because she taught them with the max care like a treatment for babies.
Vomitting! I don't want to treat my students as babies. I respect their personality. Each one has his or her own character and own belief, own way of life, own preference ant so on. Each student participate in my class accoding to their own aim.
When I was a child, I always disliked to be taught. I said to my closest friends that I would not be a teacher in the future, never, never, never! Teachers were our common enemy in our childhood.
I became a professor, because I thought that a versity professor was different from a teacher. Versity professors can behave in much more liberal style rathar than normal persons. Because it's our mission. We, versity professors should attempt more ideal actions, seeing the better future. We should be a challenger and provide a sample of new model, not ordinary standard one. So we should provide a pilot case to others. Or, why versity professors exist?
Unfortunately, in Kyorin Univ. and also in Japan, versity professor should behave in much more out-of-date style, even compared with standard companies' workers. They should wear business suits (in case of male professors) or DoDoMerdic clothings (in case of female professors). In Japan, female professors are expected to behave like "mothers" or "sisters" (GRRRRRRRR......!!!!!). They should obey their superiors, even their male superiors are totally idiot jamheads. Female professors should serve green tea, should bring gifts to the superiors, should put up with their sexual harasment!!!
As a worker, I was treated as a male and required to work harder than other female professors. However, at the same time, I was forced to keep sicent to their sexual abuse. Crazy! I attempted to ask a help to Public Agency especially for Human Rights, which belongs to Ministry of Justice. However, the agency refused it, without putting on any reason in its letter. It means that Japanese Government ignored the evident sexual abuse in academic society, totally in favour of abusers.
For me, as a person with sexual right, bust touch without agreement is a untolerable crime. I was a victim of this crime. However, Ministry of Justice didn't think so. For them, maybe, body touch by the superiors or old professors were something the inferiors should put up with. For them, body touch is some kind of complement, just like hugh five. Absurd. I will not forgive any of these kinky professors for ever.
Some of female academicians take advantage of these kinky old bugs' immorality for the sake of their promotion. They use coquetry to the old bugs. I could say that they are academic prostitute. We can see lots of this type of females in versity campuses in Japan. Therefore, they wear DoDoMerdic clothings, different from male professors.
They looks like just housewives, lacking of professional training. As a matter of fact, I was annoyed by these DoDoMerdic professors repeatedly. I was a victim of sexual harasment also in this meaning. They can't explain the fact logically. All they weigh are emotional indulged boring long explanetions. I didn't want to waste my precious time by their non-sense flamboyane talking. They are just dull idol housewives, even they are not married.
I respect diligent domestic workers. I would like to separate them from DoDoMerdas. For example, my dearest friend IZUMI-san is a housewife of a representative of a small factory. She is good at householding. However, at the same time, she works for the company. She has to negociate with cliants, collect payments in other companies, make an order to the employees in the factory. She is busy all the day and night. She is good at domestic tasks, but, I dare say, she is totally contrally to DoDoMerdas. She is a kind of workers, like us.
In academic society in Japan, female professors are epected to be DoDoMerdas. In other words, DoDoMerdic Life is female professors' standard. I, genetically belong to female, however, socially belong to neutral, is entirely out of this standard or beyond the immagination for male DoDoMerdas. They can't categorize me at all and they force me to pretend just as one of DoDoMerdas.
I was said by an old kinky professor, "You should behave like a lady. Everyone expect you to do so. You should be obedient to the superiors." GRRRRR....!!!!! For him, lady is an existance to treat him according to his special offer.
As far as female DoDoMerdas are obedient, these types of old bugs don't care how they are idol, dull, boring, anti-productive, and so on. DoDoMerdic Professors don't work or they can't work, because of lack of their ability. I, as a collegue of them, confess that they are the last figure that I want to work in the same society.
DoDoMerdas belong to another world, out of our universe, just like evil aliens. I have been agonized so much with these terrible aliens since I was a child. GRRRR....!!!!





My "DEKASEGUI" Days in KYORIN UNIV.

2016-12-28 08:38:21 | 日記
28/12/2016 (morning) It's cold and frosty morning again this morning. It was snowing a bit. 0.1℃,the wether report said. I've heard a speech which Prime Minister delivered at Pearl Habour. I was ashamed of his performance. He looked like an android with human skin, in his head, there is a micro-radio-reception chip, I imagined. He pronounced words separatedly, as if, someone, maybe his dearing mother whispered to his ears, "My boy, the next frase is "voice of young soldiers", you know? Don't make a mistake, my pretty baby!" He always seems like a bad made marionet with no brain. Every person arround me is against this dullest Prime Minister in the world. Only DoDoMerdas in HASEGAWA Hospital liked him very much. Our opinion on why the stupid jamhead is our actual Prime Minister is: He should bring a dream to the less dull boys that even idiots with minus IQ could be the head of the country. I asked my mother to turn off the TV, because I couldn't put up with this shameless Prime Minister's uglu face and nasty voice. My mom agreed.
Once I visited the cemetry of the soldiers who had been killed by the attack in 08/12/1941, when I made my first trip abroad with my uncle Takeo YAMAGUCHI, my mom's younger brother. It was a sight seeing trip, however, the course included the visit to the cemetery. When I saw one of the graves, I felt really sorry, because the deciesed solder was only 21 years old. I was 22 at that time, the 4th grader, in 1985. The young American was attacked by Japenese Army's mean tactics and lost his precious life. I hated this dirty work againt Internatinal Law on War. Yes, I am Japanese, unfortunately. However, I can't put up with this coward dirty mean act performed in Pearl Habour. "Remember Pearl Harbour!" I want to cry with all Americans with loud voice. We should not forget this dirty work, forever!!! Dirty Japanese killed this young solder with mean attack. Don't forget Pearl Habour!!!
The words delivered by the dull idiot today via TV sounded vacantly. All his words are always vague, irresponsible and make no sense. We are ashamed to have Shinzo ABE as a prime minister. It all represents that Japan is a country of IDIOCRACY. Shame.

Anyway, I got upset, watching the most weird face this morning. I have to change my mind.
I got a job at KYOIN Univ. in 2003. However, I couldn't live with my beautiful kids. Prof.AKUZAWA required me to live in Hachioji alone, leaving my kids in the hands of my parents who live in Shirakawa, Fukushima-ken, 200km distant from Hachioji.
I had no alternative. At that time, my son Alex was 2 years old and my daughter Clare was 1 year. I worked on weekdays in Hachioji and passed weekends in Shirakawa. I had to take a bullet train and the round trip fare was US$150 per week. Prof.AKUZAWA said to me that the fare was all on my account.
I needed to pay US$600 per month to public nursery in Shirakawa. So, I have been always poor in effect.
I passed cheerful weekends with my dearest kids and worked as a diligent worker on weekdays. No spare time was left and no spare money, either. I was looking for free events in Shirakawa to have a fun time on Sundays with my kids. Fortunately, in Shirakawa, there were lots of free or cheep events held by town volunteer groups. I took advantage of them. Summer and Autumn festivals, pedestrian paradise for kids, tours to play centers and so on. I participated to the event with my kids, thanking to the volunteers.
However, my life in Kyorin Univ. was so stressful. In 2010, I was at the climax of the stress. Yes, I did my job. I am professional. I have to comply my mission and duty. So, I felt that I needed a phychological help from my kids. I started thinking of living with my kids near my office.
On March 11th, 2011, a big earth quake happened. I was in my office at the moment, 14:46. My office was on the 4th floor of the building and felt a tremendous shake there. My family was in Shirakawa. I thought of my family. I dialed the phone number of my family but I couldn't. All of communication tools were shut out at that time. I was worried about my family. I went to Staff Room on the 2nd foor and turned on the TV. The news that reported the earth quake mede me much more nervous. I tried to call my family again. But I couldn't. I was preoccupied so much.
After several hours I could talk with my mother on the phone. My kids were at school at the moment of the quake and cried of fear, she said. "OK, at least, my family are all alive without wound", I thought.
I tried to go to Shirakawa, however the train stopped. No way. I had a dinner at a Nepal food restaurant near Hachioji Station and ate "momos", lamb mince pies in a Nepal style.
Finally next morning the train began to locomote and I attempted to go to Shirakawa. Though, the informations given by the railway company's staff varied. The worst instruction was, "Go up to where you can go. There another staff will provide more exact information to you." I went to Utsunomiya, 100km far from Shirakawa. There, the staff imformed me that there was no train to go toward north region. So I had to go back to Tokyo area. I was so tired spiritually and needed phsychological help. I decided to pass one night at my uncle Takeo's house in Funabashi, Chiba prefecture. I called him and he agreed.
The bullet train couldn't be used. And I had to participate in meetings t Kyorin Univ. on 14 and 16 of March.
The meetings were usual dumb-like ones and,in fact, not necessary at the moment of emergency like that. However, Kyorin Univ. is managed just by habit or convention without any decision or will of human being. Thus, even in the Big earthquake, staff should participate in a dull, habitual, meanless meeting as usual. I was so worried with my family, but I had to behave as if nothing had happened at all at the meetings.
"Japanese are cold." Many foreigners say so. I totall agree their opinion. Even in these meeting, I had heard the heartless words that made a fool of the tragedy. They were indifferent of the victims of the earthquake.I was so agonized by their coldness.
On 16, soon after the meeting, I directly took a train and went toward Shirakawa. The bullet train couldn't enter North-East part of Japan. So I went to Nasu-Shiobara by the train, got off there and picked a taxi.
At the taxi stop, I was refused by a driver, who did't want to Fukushima-ken, because his family was afraid of his suffering from radiation. The second driver agreed to go to Shirakawa at US$70. Yes, at least, I could see my family.
I passed one night at Shirakawa. During a night I decided to bring my kids to Hachioji, because in Hachioji, radiation was ten times less than in Shirakawa. I didn't want to live in Hachioji, in a better condition than my kids. Thus, I went back with my kids. First, I asked to allow our refgee to my uncle. Our kids stayed for 2 weeks in Funabashi, Chiba. I rent an apartment in the southern part of Hachioji, 6 minutes distant from JR Station. On April 1st in 2011, we began to live toghether in Hachioji.