Irrelevant Musings on the International Discourse of Kikkoman Soy Sauce
March 4, 2010

In America, nobody seems to think too much about soy sauce.  “Fuck that noise” is what Japan has to say to that:

And why not?  Soy sauce really is better appreciated when it’s embodied by a man in a loin cloth who has a fish for a head and is dousing freakishly large shrimp tempura kitten creatures in that savory sauce.  Just look at those faces.  They’re simply FIENDING for it.  Probably because they just saw this saucy bit of batshit insanity:

WHOAH.  Can we talk about this?  Seriously, we need to talk about this.


At Last! A Video About International Politics That Makes Sense!
November 5, 2009

If years of education that included absolutely zero classes involving international politics have taught me anything, it’s that you can always the country whose cultural attaché is a robotic cat with a penchant for pancakes:

foreign minister komura doraemon pancakes

When it comes to basically everything, Japan speaks the universal language of batshit crazy, and this makes it pretty much impossible to not pay attention when the topic turns to current global affairs.  Seriously, you might as well ignore Raymond Babbitt at a black jack table, because you know that whatever ridiculousness the Japanese contributes to the conversation is going to be the path to diplomacy and world peace.

Which, of course, is precisely the message this little nugget of lunacy, “My Boyfriend Is the President”:


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