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FIRST PERSON — “What Mass Murderers Are Really Thinking,” by Gina Tron a freelance writer living in Denver … first novel will be out in October … @_ginatron, for Politico Magazine:
“Though it’s been a while … since the last mass shooting in America, the threat never quite goes away. … I might be able to give some insight into what these young would-be mass murderers want. Because I used to want the same thing. Like them, I was once addicted to infamy. Back when I was a teen, I was accused of wanting to shoot up my high school. It was all a terrible misunderstanding based on my frustrations over being an outcast, which I’d vented by writing a short story in which I fantasized about killing some of my classmates at a school dance.
“When I compounded my reputation as a dangerous psychopath by scaring a girl who’d been mean to me with a nasty note that invoked the Columbine killings, … the news was on the front page of our hometown paper … I was banned from my prom (which I was rumored to want to blow up) and frightened parents claimed they would shoot me on sight if I tried to go. …
“My notoriety was made. And although I had no desire to go on a killing spree at all, I began to sort of enjoy it. … I felt that being suspected as a villain gave me power. … Teachers and adults feared me, and some kids my age, though they claimed to dislike me, were curious … The notoriety was as addictive as it was isolating. …
“We send a message to the wrong people that if you want fame and attention, just amass a high enough kill count. … Hence, it’s not unreasonable to ask for a little restraint from the media. … Cover the story … But that doesn’t mean you can’t keep his name out of the news … rob him of the narcissistic gratification he’s looking for. … [T]he American media has provided an outlet to these people by turning them into celebrities. We need to stop. Then maybe they will.” http://politi.co/Yy8F0d
Yamaha V-Max (2008-current)|
“The V-Max is what happens when you mix 1679cc and nearly 200 horsepower in a motorcycle that’s one part cruiser, one part sportbike – and all parts thrilling. It’s difficult to explain just how quickly the V-Max builds speed. It produces the kind of acceleration that you feel in your chest. The kind you don’t soon forget…. and itndles to boot. What’s the catch? Well, there’s 16,500 of them..
Kawasaki VN2000 (2004-current)
“Cruising is all about having a relaxed mindset and there’s no better way to ease yourself into that state than the bigKawasaki Vulcan VN2000. It ticks all the right boxes – lots of black paint, lots of chrome, a huge 200-section rear tyre and, of course, a lolloping wildebeast of an engine.
Harley-Davidson Street Bob (2006-current)
“If you’re wondering about the Street Bob’s name, it comes from the ‘bobber’ fashion in the custom world inspired by the…
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I’m a bit of a phoenix, as my life changes, so do I and the things I focus and do, I guess it’s much the same for everyone.
“Life has three rules: Paradox, Humor, and Change.
– Paradox: Life is a mystery; don’t waste your time trying to figure it out.
– Humor: Keep a sense of humor, especially about yourself. It is a strength beyond all measure
– Change: Know that nothing ever stays the same.”
? Dan Millman, Way of the Peaceful Warrior: A Book That Changes Lives
In the practical realm I’ve been an engineer fixing boilers and designing central heating systems. Not many a tradesman’s job that I can’t do or haven’t done.
In the thought realm I’ve also been an engineer fixing bank’s humongous computer systems, building new parts and adding a little creative sparkle where possible. I like to fiddle, play, hack, build, create or what-ever-you-like, with software and hardware, DIY in the world of technology, love it!
In the teaching realm I’m a diving instructor, helping people to learn to dive is fun.
In the spiritual realm I’ve explored myself and my mind through channels like meditation and relationships.
In the internet realm I’ve built a successful real company that SEO’ed number one for quite some time, all my own doing… well a little help from my family and friends.
In the financial realm I’ve been involved in property, I’ve worked for employers and traded the financial markets, I’ve made money, I’ve lost money. Making money is easy, keeping it now that’s hard:)
In the future realm I’m not certain, I’d like to do something I love and make a decent living doing it.
This blog is for things that interest me, from the mundane and everyday to the very exciting and fun.
If you’ve found this page I hope you enjoy what you find here, and I wish you happiness and success in your life.
Thanks for reading,
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If there were in the world today any large number of people who desired their own happiness more than they desired the unhappiness of others, we could have a paradise in a few years.
«If there were in the world today any large number of people who desired their own happiness more than they desired the unhappiness of others, we could have a paradise in a few years.»
– Bertrand Russell
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About Me…Ugh…How dull is THIS going to be…Page Arizona native and single mother to Caolinn 14, Xavier and Liam both 11…because I’m fucking awesome at mitosis, rabid dog rescuer/rescue-ee to be clear, I am the one who is rabid, not the dog…he’s just fine, educator to some, and lover of good cheese, great music, and pretty much anything absurd.
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***Yes, Ryan and I are obsessed with the NSA monitoring our texts. We are clearly narcissists who read too many spy novels.***
Ryan: What was going on with Bugs and all the cross-dressing? Was he based on J. Edgar Hoover, what with all of his spying and his manipulation of Elmer and Daffy? He was OBSESSED with control.
Me: Oh, you totally know Bugs was into leather.
Ryan: Obviously. Probably had an 11″ dildo in his nightstand, too.
Me: Well, don’t we all?
Ryan: I think it’s in the Constitution.
Me: Falls under the Second Amendment? Right to bear arms?
Ryan: At 11″, it might be an ACTUAL bear arm.
Ryan: How does one purchase an 11″ dildo? What exactly do you say to the store clerk?
Me: “You know…I just don’t think that 8-incher is getting me where I need to go.”
Ryan: “Here’s a picture of a bear’s arm…how close can you get me?”
Me: It’s too big to buy in person, one would have to purchase that item online.
Ryan: And you’d know this how?
Me: Logic! Don’t judge me, you!
Ryan: Hey, no need to qualify the purchase. It clearly isn’t for me. Now it’s just between you and Visa. And the NSA who is reading this, of course.
Me: Damn it NSA, I thought we were cool.
Welcome to a New Friend | Deborah Says Beauty
Many of you asked me to start doing makeup tutorials but since I’m very camera-shy I didn’t immediately jump on the YouTube wagon.
Last week I finally found the courage to get my camera and film myself while doing my makeup.
Bare with me though…since I don’t master the art of lighting and camera-settings yet (I’ll get there someday soon).
So without further ado…here’s my first makeup tutorial!
It’s a Turquoise and Nude smokey eye and rosy nude lip.
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My emphasis is on becoming beautiful and all things that are beautiful: cultures, traveling, faith, change/conversion, books, movies, family, friends,etc. It’s meant to be a positive yet realistic outlook on life and the individual. Check it out if you like!
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Welcome to a New Friend: Emilies DIY’S
1st you get 1 glass then get some paint it pink then put it in the glass. let it dry in the sun then get it back get a towel and wipe in side the glass wear you put the paint on and then your take glue and decorate it then wipe down the glue that drips then let it dry then all done!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
New Author -Carole Parkes
Psychological, thriller, mystery, secrets, betrayal, adoption, romance, poetry, art
A big “Hello” to everyone inquisitive enough to visit my home page; it’s great to meet you. I hope you’ll stay long enough to visit my other pages on Short Stories, Art Work, Poetry, My Blog, and of course Tissue of Lies my first novel.
I intend to make this blog-site a mixture of articles, short stories and poetry. The articles will vary and will encompass life experiences, news items and interesting pieces I’ve re-blogged from other people. You’ll see from my posts that I have a wide interest range, so I hope you’ll join with me and follow me into my blogging adventure. Together, it could be a an enjoyable ride.
I’m not sure if I should plug my book here but what the heck, “nothing ventured, nothing gained” is what they say, so here goes.
“TISSUE OF LIES”
This Kindle E-book is only available from Amazon.
**** Caravancath, 8th april 2013
This book is an enjoyable read. Keeps you engrossed till the end. I can not wait till your next book.
***** Nicola Squares, 11th April 2013
Fantastic book. Very gripping and original. Really enjoyed it. It’s a shame it isn’t out in paperback as I’d like to buy it for my mum to read. Well done Ms Parkes.
**** Robbie, 31st May 3013
A thriller of a story enclosed in many tangled lies.
The author slowly weaves the lies, entangles her main characters within their threads and reveals the consequences and outcomes with a few twists to her plot.
I have already encouraged two more purchases to friends that l know will fully enjoy this story and would recommend this to anyone who has a fascination with the weight a lie could carry. An enjoyable read.
**** Michelle Cooper, 2nd June 2013
A well thought out story.
This is a really great story, with many twists and turns, the characters are good and the story flows along nicely, my only gripe knocking off a star for this reason is that towards the end the character Jeanette, all of a sudden became Jean, and it became frustrating, there are also a few repeated words within the book and a few silly mistakes e.g site instead of sight, I do not want to seem picky, and would not put anyone off reading the book because of this as it is a good read, it just needs a further proof read.
NB From the Author – Carole Parkes.
I have taken note of this helpful review and re-edited and re-published “TISSUE OF LIES”.
NB please be aware that all stories, artwork and poetry are my own exclusive work and are subject to copyright laws.
“TISSUE OF LIES”
Julie Simpson always had a vague suspicion that the dear couple who’d raised her, were not her real parents. To her horror, she discovers not only are her fears well founded, but unbelievably, this same couple had somehow been involved with stealing her when she’d been just a baby.
Julie longs to find out the truth but she’s reluctant to start anything that might end up with her beloved parents being prosecuted for her abduction; she loves them and wants to protect them. Ultimately however, the need to know her origins wins and secretly, she searches out her real parents and forms a bond with them. Owing to the necessity to protect her mum and dad, it’s a relationship formed on lies.
Julie’s husband John, in on the secret, fears there is something odd about her new-found parents, particularly her birth mother Jeanette, who strikes him as being insincere. However, the uncanny resemblance between her and his wife Julie, quickly brings him around; they look so alike he cannot doubt they are mother and daughter. As their relationship deepens and they all become more comfortably at ease, John’s fears evaporate completely.
Perhaps he would have been wiser to heed his instincts, for all is not as it seems; there is something odd about Jeanette. Even her husband Arthur begins to notice her changing. Yet even he is totally ignorant of the conniving lengths she is preparing to go to wreak her revenge. Surprisingly, her revenge is not toward her daughter’s abductors; there is another, even older score she wishes to settle. A tale of lies, deceit, greed, revenge and much more.
Eye Will Not Cry” – what’s it all about?
“Words are like weapons, they wound sometimes”…
A lyric by Cher about words and such a true statement that fits into all aspects of our life –Verbally, words have the capacity to rip you in half, yet when words are written on a page, it somehow feels even more poignant.
In some way, it adds a bit of gravitas to what is being said and of course, without the tone or body language to accompany, the written words then become open to individual interpretation.
I find it interesting that different things can be read into words set as lyrics or poems. Both have played a huge part of my life and as you will see through these pages, I have been inspired by other people’s words for this blog.
A song title, a lyric here or a sentence there ~ provoking a trickle of inspiration and leading to a flood of words of my own. They are just words, however they can be read in so many ways and they carry so much, or so little, depending on the intent of the writer, or of course the desire of the reader.
With all the above in mind, “Eye Will Not Cry” is a collection of rambles from a now 40 yr old. Amongst the longer rambles are poems and each poem is accompanied by a musical soundtrack and I encourage you to listen to the songs and connect the dots yourself. However, please note, that connection is mine – your interpretation of my words, is of course yours.
Some poems make sense, some don’t. Some reveal a lot, some reveal nothing at all. Don’t take it all at face value, but read between the lines. Please read this with your soul and ignore the warning signs.
She wants more than his words…
Not just the things he writes…
She wants him with her every day…
And wants to hold him every night…
She wants to bite his lip…
As she’s bored of being his muse…
In world that’s only make believe…
Designed simply to confuse…
Because she has an aching need…
That comes from deep within…
Where she’s desperate for his fingers…
To gently explore her skin…
She needs to feel his naked body…
And hold him so damn close…
Be more than just his fantasy…
Haunted by his fucking ghosts…
That leave her sadly standing…
Crying and so very much alone…
And feeling so much colder…
Even in her own sweet home…
Where she sits and wonders…
What else she could ever do…
To convince him to love her…
And make her dreams come true…
To break all of the rules…
Help her escape from reality…
Which has her locked in chains…
And fucks with her sanity…
Keeping her a prisoner of life…
Only free within her dreams…
Where he is making love to her…
Giving her such orgasmic screams…
Before slipping into a deep slumber…
Safe inside his loving arms…
That wrap around her naked body…
And keep her safe from harm…
As she’s sick of reading words…
Now hates the things he writes…
That once held her captivated…
But now haunt her every night…
Bio: I’m an introvert in an extroverted world. I find beauty in things that few ever see because they don’t pause long enough to see it. I teach for a living, but art of all kinds consumes me. I thrive when I create. I delve into all different types of art whether it is writing, food, drawing, jewelry, or any of a myriad of things. Cooking is a passion of mine. I love just about all types and styles. Right now I’m fascinated with Middle Eastern and Asian. So, you may see recipes inspired by those areas. Another major passion of mine is costuming combined with bead work and embroidery. I plan and create costumes as well as jewelry. Currently, I’ve been working on the jewelry aspect since I love beads. The curious thing is that while I thoroughly enjoy creating jewelry, I rarely wear any other than a ring or a bracelet. Writing has been my outlet, my joy, my pain, and my therapy since I was in elementary school. I remember in third grade asking if I could write poetry instead of the stories that my teacher continuously asked us to write. I was lucky. She always agreed as long as I completed the assignments. Journals, poetry, and short stories abounded from then on through college. My first publication was in high school with a poem that I was told was excellent while too jaded for the high school audience. The committee asked me to reconsider it, that it did not suit who I was. My question back was, “Why color the truth?”
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Each school year I create a “mega” bulletin board that guides the theme for the year. I’ve done paper rainforests, waterfalls, and jungles. Sometimes I choose a science topic that the kids will be studying. The 2013-2014 school year found me doing Space Exploration. I’m guessing that I was quite the strange one at my latest school because people would drop by just to see how far along I was with that bulletin board. Once I finished it, I had a couple of teachers asking if I did murals for side money. I don’t. I make my murals just for the kids. If I did it for money, it would cease to be fun.
At the end of last year, when I was taking down my bulletin board, I was approached by a few colleagues who asked me what I planned on doing with my star burst bulletin board as I was rolling it up and putting it into the trash. They were dismayed that I had spent a few days painting it only to throw it away at the end of the year. I think one of them actually took it out of the trash and carted it away later, but I can’t prove that one. I only know that it developed legs of its own before the custodians came around to pick up the mounds of end of the year trash.
Of course, the follow-up question was, “Well if you’re throwing that one away, what do you plan on doing next year?”
Not giving it much thought, I said, “I think I’ll do something like ‘Starry Night’”. I know better than to answer questions off the cuff like that. It always sets me up for something later on!
Do you love to D.I.Y? Man I sure do. Almost everything in our tiny home is D.I.Y. We don’t have a fancy house or amazing cars, but we have what we need. We are a D.I.Y family. I strive to teach my children that the best things in life are free, and that you may never have everything you want, but you will ALWAYS have everything you need. We don’t shop expensive anything and we live on a low budget. If something breaks we fix it ourselves, if we want new paint on the walls, we do it ourselves. We don’t buy decorations, we make them. We’re addicted to Pinterest, HGTV, DIY Network, and Dollar Tree, and you know what, We’re HAPPY! So I wanted to share that happiness with everyone. In this unpredictable economy, you should be making every dollar count and saving where you can. We’ve learned the best way to do that is by LIVING, BREATHING, DIY!!!!!!!
I finally did it. I have been working up the courage to start a blog for sometime now because I am so passionate about the way we live as a D.I.Y family. We call it D.I.Y therapy. I’ve always been the crafty type and I love making things, but when a sudden change in health caused me to have to quit my job and we had to begin living solely on my husbands income, we had to make some financial changes. We never were an “expensive” family to begin with, but we had to become even more cheap than before. I’ve always taught my kids that its not what you want but what you already have and that you won’t always get what you want but you will always have what you need. So when things started needing repairs around the house, clothes got small tears, favorite toys were broken, and a change in decor was desired, well, we did it ourselves instead of buying new or hiring someone to fix it.
I explained all that to help you understand why we have D.I.Y therapy. Things can get really stressful as a stay at home mom, as many of you stay at home moms might know. But they become extra stressful when the kids are sick or in my case, my middle son has an Autism Spectrum Disorder, which I’ll get into in a later post. We use crafting, making(as my two year old calls it), and decorating as therapy to relax or sometimes to help my son cope with his emotions when they are on overdrive and he needs an outlet more soothing. We get our ideas for what we will do for our ” D.I.Y. of the Day” from magazines, Pinterest, Facebook, and other amazing websites we can find online. The range of ideas is endless when the internet is at your fingertips. I suggest everyone with the crafty spirit like mine get into the D.I.Y therapy. Its the best form of relaxation I’ve found and the whole family gets in on it. So not only is it relaxing, its a great way to spend time together as a family.
During the summer every year, starting 2 weeks after the last day of school, we begin summer home schooling. Some have told me that its not fair for the kids, but news flash those who hate, kids lose a lot of the information they learned the previous year over the summer. That is why we home-school during the summer, to keep the kids prepared for the next grade level and having them where they should be. With that being said, you can’t have good summer homeschooling without a good study nook. Not only does it work great for summer schooling, but it carries into the next school year as a homework corner.
I did a lot of research on the perfect homework corners and I couldn’t decide on a favorite. So below I linked the top 10 Homework Stations on my Pinterest. Learning is so important, and it should be taken seriously. Parents are obligated to enforce good study habits to ensure that their child succeeds in school. I’m very strict when it comes to their education. Homework is done right after they get home from school and I always have drink and a snack waiting for them at their tables ( I have two boys in school at the moment). I sit between them and encourage and guide them through it all.
Here is my Homework Nook!
Here are links to some great homework nooks I found on Pinterest!
Austin Burke “-AB“- 20. Pre-med with a minor in Philosophy. Easily Distracted.
Alex Drozd “-AD“- 20. Ex Music Major. Bad at music.
Robin Williams has been one of my favorite actors since I was a kid. I remember there was one year where I rewound my VHS tape and watched the movie Hook every single day. I absolutely loved that movie, along with What Dreams May Come and World’s Greatest Dad. He will be missed.
It is suspected at this current moment that the actor took his own life. This is a reminder that depression can hide in those we’d least expect to be diagnosed. Be kind and offer help to everyone you come across in life. You never know what they might be going through.
The Next World
A short story about a fictional tribe of fictional people
Lakmi walked up the hill heading towards Angad, the tribe leader who performed what the tribe called “the journey”. The journey, it was believed, began when the spirit left the body and went into the next world, a place of joy. This was where Lakmi was about to go.
Angad was waiting for Lakmi at the top of the hill next to a large stone. He greeted Lakmi with a smile. “Are you ready?” he asked, “You must be very proud. Your firstborn-son is now a man and his future looks very bright.”
“Master Angad, I have some questions about the journey” said Lakmi, “Must I go now?”
“Why what do you mean Lakmi? It is the time to go.”
Lakmi’s eyes drifted from Angad’s. Uneasy at the tribe leaders stare Lakmi replied, “There are many places in this world I’ve yet to explore. The other hunters and I were discussing this, they share some of the same thoughts.”
“Lakmi, you and those other hunters sound like madmen. Why would you be thinking about this world when you are so close to seeing the glory of the next one?”
“Will I ever be able to come back and see the rest of this one?” asked Lamki, ignoring the question, “Why is it that no one ever comes back?”
Angad laughed out loud, “Lakmi, my fellow man, why would you even think about coming back to this world, when you know the joy that awaits you in the next one? No one ever comes back because they are enjoying themselves in the next world! They don’t even think about leaving it, especially not for this one!”
“I suppose you’re right” said Lakmi, “But Master Angad, I have another question.”
“Another, Lakmi? I fail to see why you are concerned with asking questions. The time for your journey has come! Much joy awaits you. You are a respected member of the tribe and you have served it well. You will be leaving us with a very fine young man, your son, to take your place. This is the order of things and you have always known this.”
“Please, just a few more questions.”
One day I decided to stop talking
No one would miss it, I knew
Who would miss my humor, forced, failed
Who would miss my know-it-all attitude
A shot at making intelligence a notable quality
Who would miss my awkward commentary
Nobody, I knew
That was only hilarious to me
My small child self was already aware
To the sentiments of others around me
Better with my mouth closed
But I would do something instead
I would listen
I would open my heart
I would cloak the broken with my soul
Allowing them to lay their burdens upon me
Only speaking when I had something so good to say
It was a good idea
They would respect my work
They would learn to love me
Years go on and now
My quiet observance made me boring
My calculated remarks made me awkward
My un calculated ones, a fool
My nervous presence brought nothing to the table
I should have never believed them
That small child knew no better
I’d changed into a nothing
Or so I thought
I wrote my college entry essay about you. 500 words, I had written about seeing you curled up on the floor, drunk, night after night; about hearing my parents shuffling around to care for you after you’d come stumbling through our front door. 500 words telling a stranger behind a desk how you were my hero. You were funny and smart. I knew you had it in you to be a successful being. You had come such a long way, I wrote. You had reached your one year of sobriety, and called me on the 10th step of your program to apologize for hurting me. I was so proud of you, because I loved you and wanted so much for you to get better. I realize now that the phone call was not something you felt within your heart that you wanted to do, but something you needed to do to complete a formula. The Y of your x+y = z. I got into college based on a falsehood.
Richard Nixon was a traitor
Aug 14th, 2014 at 10:01 am by susie
It drives me crazy when people try to rehabilitate this crook:
The new release of extended versions of Nixon’s papers now confirms this long-standing belief, usually dismissed as a “conspiracy theory” by Republican conservatives. Now it has been substantiated by none other than right-wing columnist George Will.
Nixon’s newly revealed records show for certain that in 1968, as a presidential candidate, he ordered Anna Chennault, his liaison to the South Vietnam government, to persuade them to refuse a cease-fire being brokered by President Lyndon Johnson.
Nixon’s interference with these negotiations violated President John Adams’s 1797 Logan Act, banning private citizens from intruding into official government negotiations with a foreign nation.
Published as the 40th Anniversary of Nixon’s resignation approaches, Will’s column confirms that Nixon feared public disclosure of his role in sabotaging the 1968 Vietnam peace talks. Will says Nixon established a “plumbers unit” to stop potential leaks of information that might damage him, including documentation he believed was held by the Brookings Institute, a liberal think tank. The Plumbers’ later break-in at the Democratic National Committee led to the Watergate scandal that brought Nixon down.
Nixon’s sabotage of the Vietnam peace talks was confirmed by transcripts of FBI wiretaps. On November 2, 1968, LBJ received an FBI report saying Chernnault told the South Vietnamese ambassador that “she had received a message from her boss: saying the Vietnamese should “hold on, we are gonna win.”
Just because he was paranoid doesn’t mean the media wasn’t out to get him.
Answer by Harold Kingsberg:
The short version: Japan’s actions from 1852 to 1945 were motivated by a deep desire to avoid the fate of 19th-century China and to become a great power.
For Japan, World War II grew from a conflict historians call the Second Sino-Japanese War. The Second Sino-Japanese War began in earnest in 1937 with a battle called the Marco Polo Bridge Incident. However, before this, there had been years of border clashes between the Japanese and the Chinese, having started with the 1931 Japanese invasion of Manchuria. So, to explain Japan’s behavior in the years from 1941 to 1945, we have to explain why Japan invaded Manchuria in 1931, and in order to do this, we have to go back to 1853.
Before 1852, Japan was isolationist. Contact with the West was limited to trade with the Dutch in the city of Nagasaki—Westerners otherwise weren’t allowed in the country, and Western influences were strongly discouraged. In 1853, Commodore Matthew C. Perry of the United States Navy steamed into what we now call Tokyo Bay. The Japanese told him to leave and go to Nagasaki. He ignored the directive and was surrounded by the Japanese fleet. He presented a counterdemand to have a letter from U.S. President Millard Fillmore presented to the de facto ruler of Japan at the time, the shogun. When this demand was not met, he shelled a few buildings in the harbor. The letter was presented. Perry returned a year later to sign the Convention of Kanagawa, a treaty that opened the Japanese ports of Shimoda (a city between Kyoto and what we now call Tokyo and was then called Edo) and Hakodate (located on the northern island of Hokkaido) to U.S. trade. The terms were dictated by the Americans, and the Japanese had little choice but to agree, seeing that they were seriously technologically outmatched.
This is where modern Japanese history begins. The importance of Perry’s missions to Japan in the 1850s really can’t be overstated. While Japan had previously thought itself to be a strong country, Perry’s actions and the signing of treaties widely viewed in Japan as unequal destroyed this image. While Japan’s isolation had allowed the Japanese to think that they might escape the fate the Chinese were suffering, the end of this isolation gave lie to that idea.
The Japanese were petrified that they’d go the same way China did, and it wasn’t very long before a reform movement got started. In 1868, this reform movement led to what we now call the Meiji Restoration. The shogun was stripped of his power, which was then nominally placed back in the hands of the emperor but really into the hands of his advisers. In a very brief span of time, the feudal system that had governed Japanese society for centuries was abolished, the military was reformed, and the country was put on the path to industrialization.
The Japanese knew they had to catch up to the Western powers or else risk getting stomped flat by them, which is what had happened to China, so they did a lot of imitation. Western-style dress was widely adopted among the elites of the new society, the military was recreated along Clausewitzian lines, the parliament was something of a ripoff of the Prussian one, and so on.
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Just a regular thirty-something-year-old trying to capture the essence of life in writing. Join me as I journey through the ups, the downs and the adventures in between.
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A man who will break rules and play dirty, only bound by his own code of survival.
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To awaken the unique and infinite consciousness, the essence of all things in Creation, and the essence within us all.