Breaking Divine Wind
Feb. 15th, 2005 08:58 amI'm feeling rather good this morning. I'm eating a delicious, all natural peanut butter flavored cereal named after an atlantic sea bird. One would hope Puffins taste like crunchy peanut butter crisps.
I woke up this morning, turned on the TiVo, and found the little bastard stuck me with an infomercial on Bravo. Hell no! So I took immediate evasive measures and switched the channel to the History Channel. I was rewarded with a lovely program on the history of Kamikaze pilots: the cousins of the suicide bomber.
I did not know that the Japanese tried to use kamikaze pilots on their torpedos. Suddenly, that didn't seem so smart. I also didn't realize that Japanese high command was rather split on the issue of suicide pilots.
The notion of divine wind is also intriguing. If you are the best you can be, a higher power will grant you a divine wind. That doesn't sound like I originally heard it, so you'll have to forgive the paraphrase.
Once again, I'm reminded of George Carlin's comment about Texas football fans: Both sides get together to play football. Both pray really hard to win. Without fail, one side loses every time. The power of prayer, folks. The power of prayer.
I suppose you could say that praying over football is a rather lame topic to pray over, though. It seems to me that you want to save up your prayer mojo for special occasions.
Anyway, it was rather sad to know that some of Japan's talented and skilled soldiers chose to join the Kamikaze squadrons(or whatever the appropriate term is). Japan, moreso than many other cultures seems to have a richer history in glorified suicides. We here think it's such a pity. In Japan, it's a matter of honor in the face of dishonor, or an ultimate sacrifice, or loosely translated, "doing the rest of us a big favor". I suppose various Islamic factions are stealing Japan's hardcore suicidal thunder these days, though.
Ah, I must go to work.
I woke up this morning, turned on the TiVo, and found the little bastard stuck me with an infomercial on Bravo. Hell no! So I took immediate evasive measures and switched the channel to the History Channel. I was rewarded with a lovely program on the history of Kamikaze pilots: the cousins of the suicide bomber.
I did not know that the Japanese tried to use kamikaze pilots on their torpedos. Suddenly, that didn't seem so smart. I also didn't realize that Japanese high command was rather split on the issue of suicide pilots.
The notion of divine wind is also intriguing. If you are the best you can be, a higher power will grant you a divine wind. That doesn't sound like I originally heard it, so you'll have to forgive the paraphrase.
Once again, I'm reminded of George Carlin's comment about Texas football fans: Both sides get together to play football. Both pray really hard to win. Without fail, one side loses every time. The power of prayer, folks. The power of prayer.
I suppose you could say that praying over football is a rather lame topic to pray over, though. It seems to me that you want to save up your prayer mojo for special occasions.
Anyway, it was rather sad to know that some of Japan's talented and skilled soldiers chose to join the Kamikaze squadrons(or whatever the appropriate term is). Japan, moreso than many other cultures seems to have a richer history in glorified suicides. We here think it's such a pity. In Japan, it's a matter of honor in the face of dishonor, or an ultimate sacrifice, or loosely translated, "doing the rest of us a big favor". I suppose various Islamic factions are stealing Japan's hardcore suicidal thunder these days, though.
Ah, I must go to work.