I don't mean to go all
Grinchy on everyone, but there's something going on now in Japan that is quite cacophonous and irritating. It's political ballyhooing time and the vans are out blaring their loudspeakers ad nauseum. The politicos ride around the neighbourhood wearing identical pastel uniforms and waving, while the roar of the megaphones is at such a pitch that it doesn't quite start dogs wailing, but one's ears do start bleeding when more than one van meet at an intersection. They start before 8 and you're blasted at breakfast, lambasted at lunch served din at dinner and bothered before bed. Frankly, I can't wait for this week to be over so the tintinnabulation in my ears can go back to the normal ringing caused by the ゴミ (
gomi = garbage) truck, the sweet potato truck and the gas-man blaring out their loudspeakers respectively.
But everyone who can, be sure to "DO THE VOTE!"
I don't mean to go all Grinchy on everyone, but there's something going on now in Japan that is quite cacophonous and irritating. It's political ballyhooing time and the vans are out blaring their loudspeakers ad nauseum. The politicos ride around the neighbourhood wearing identical pastel uniforms and waving, while the roar of the megaphones is at such a pitch that it doesn't quite start dogs wailing, but one's ears do start bleeding when more than one van meet at an intersection. They start before 8 and you're blasted at breakfast, lambasted at lunch served din at dinner and bothered before bed. Frankly, I can't wait for this week to be over so the tintinnabulation in my ears can go back to the normal ringing caused by the ゴミ (gomi = garbage) truck, the sweet potato truck and the gas-man blaring out their loudspeakers respectively.
But everyone who can, be sure to "DO THE VOTE!"
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