During my blissful month and a half period of unemployment, I really got into naps and Sailor Moon. A glorious time it t'was. Back when it aired in the US in the Nineties, I thought it was incredibly stupid and was baffled when my friends, men and women alike, were going nuts for it. It took me over fifteen stubborn years but I'll finally admit I was wrong.
I'm not a huge Anime fan so I was puzzled by Sailor Moon's depiction of Japan. Admittedly, I've never been so perhaps my presumptions were hasty at best, racist at worst. Until I go and put my assumptions to rest, here's what I've gleamed about Japan based on the teachings of Sailor Moon.
Not only that but 75-80% of their bodies are legs. It's like there are giraffes in high heels roaming the streets. Amazing!
Inexplicably, some people even have blue, pink, or purple hair. I thought only Gingers had mutant hair colours but, again, it's a veritable rainbow over there in Japan!
If you're a jailbait lover, Japan is your paradise! There are no terms like "consent" or "underage" there, it's just called Saturday night. Anything goes there. Don't believe me?
Like making out with a horse close!
I used to think we here in North America were stuffy but hell, we're all downright Puritan by comparison.
When Sailor Uranus first arrived, all the other Sailor Scouts had a crush on him... er, her. Even after they learned that Haruka was a girl, they still lusted after her, especially Sailor Jupiter who was always suspected to be in the closet anyway. While most of the gay men in the series were villains (and annoying at that) the lesbian laissez faire attitude is a breath of fresh air compared to North America's identity crisis.
Despite all of the characters speaking Japanese, they still insisted on announcing their attacks in English. Terrible English at that.
While some of their attack names were cute, they were practically all nonsensical. Although one from the Sailor Stars, Starmaker, really had the best one: Gentle Uterus!
This also got me to thinking about how bro dudes and sluts here in North America tend to tattoo Japanese characters on themselves that they think means "strength" or "loyalty" when in fact it means "tuna" or "cabbage." Given Sailor Moon's hilarious grasp of English, I'm going to assume that Japanese folks also have "tuna" or "cabbage" mistakenly tattooed on themselves as well.
The Japanese people are magical I tells ya!
For North Americans, passive aggressive jabs and festering rage is usually our go-to's when dealing with wrongdoing so it's both terrifying and exciting to watch the Japanese really lay down the law and dole out nonforgiveness at the drop of a hat.
I'm a firm believer not to trust what people tell you until you can see or touch or hear it for yourself. I also believe that media is a window into another country's culture. It's how I learned that Americans use the word "sofa" instead of "couch" and wear their shoes indoors all the damn time.
So, until I travel to Japan and see for myself, I'm going to run all of the above assumptions and chastise the Japanese people I know here for holding out on these enchanting and baffling traits.