Author Archives: July McAtee
Sakura Memorial
This week, April 10 Memphis time marked the one-year anniversary of my mother’s death. This week, the remains of the sakura blossoms snowed down on gentle winds, piling up in pale pink drifts, their trees gradually yellowing with growing leaves … Continue reading
Tobidashi Boy to the Rescue
Tobidashi Girl, too! That was my first reaction on learning the most common name (飛び出し坊や) of the little traffic god-children who guard the intersections around my town of Minoh. Around towns all over Japan, too, it seems, but it was … Continue reading
Sunday Blues Musing
Earlier today, I passed a group of good citizens in charcoal gray woolen sweaters picking up little bits of trash at a local park, and a sense of futility washed over me. So many people fighting over so few bits … Continue reading
People with a Little Bit of Power Abuse It
Date: November 1, 2012 Subject: Request Regarding Missing Laser Pointer NO. 3 from the General Affairs Lending Equipment Dear July McAtee-Sama, Today during the first morning check of the lending equipment, it was found that the NO. 3 laser pointer … Continue reading
Hefei Heist, or July Gets What’s Coming to Her
I’m back in Osaka, after two weeks in London, Berlin, Shanghai, and Hefei. I should probably start with the lovely countryside inn I stayed at outside of Berlin, on the way to Brandenburg–golden fields of ripe grain dotted with white … Continue reading
Two of My Friends Are Fighting
This weekend, violent protests broke out against Japan and Japanese businesses in dozens of cities in China. People are furious that Japan’s central government bought the Senkaku (Japan’s name)/Daiyu (China’s name) Islands. China’s State newspapers are fanning the flames and … Continue reading
The Big Kusu Tree of Kayashima
“That tree’s not there because Japanese people love nature or eco or want green or anything,” said my colleague, who has been working in Boston for years. We stood on the Kayashima station platform on the Keihan line, the green … Continue reading
Kumazemi Crisis
At the height of summer, I thought I couldn’t stand one more day of incessant, ear-splitting cicada screaming. “Miiiin min min miiii,” as they spell it here (pronounced “mean”). I noticed when I came back this week that the sound … Continue reading
Singing the Osaka Dialect Blues
Last night I dreamed I was sitting across a huge conference table from one of my company’s high-level executives. He was in the place of honor in the middle, of course, and I was one chair off from the middle … Continue reading
Let’s Twist and Shout Instead
Nothing gives you more insight into your own culture than seeing someone from a very different culture adopt it wholesale and express it as-is in his own language. Recently, a famous Japanese professor from MIT came to speak at my … Continue reading
