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So, several years ago while on a date, I was taken to the opera, which turned out to be one of Wagner's Ring Trilogy, and I can't exactly say that I had a blast, but I later found out that that was perhaps not the best first opera to see... But, I decided to give it another go, and tonight I saw "Lucia Di Lammermoor", which was adapted from Sir Walter Scott's novel "The Bride of Lammermoor", and it was fun! I actually laughed out loud as did most of the people there. Of course, when you watch an opera which involves the following synopsis, you know it's probably gonna be fun:
"It's the story of a deranged bride who stabs her husband to death on their wedding night and then stumbles around the castle in a bloody nightgown, singing hysterically and swinging the murder weapon around... ...sounds more like a low budget slasher film than a great opera..."
Dude, it was about a Scottish clan that had a story line similar to Romeo and Juliet, featured costumes more appropriate for a summer day in Renaissance Tuscany than the Scottish highlands and was sung in Italian. Try as I might, I just can't imagine a Scot clansman swinging his claymore, stabbing himself with it, and bleeding to death while singing an aria that goes on for for minutes about his lost love.
Le sigh. Opera FTW!!!
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So, me and nine other girls dressed up like we would never otherwise dress up (read: quite slutty and way overdone for a suburban multiplex at 11:00 at night) and had a SATC movie party! Oh my, we were quite the girls behaving badly and I wonder if all the martinis we swilled at the pre-movie party had anything to do with this... Of course at the pre-party, we drank, ate, and drank some more while watching season six (the last season) and shouting back at the screen. Perhaps this should have been a sign. We get there early because we want good seats. In fact, we get there, and the previous showing hasn't even ended. The ushers ask us to wait to go in so that they can clean up. We say sure and move in anyway. In fact, several ushers ask us to wait, but we just say sure and walk past them anyway. I think the ushers determine that we are a force not be messed with and let us do whatever we please. After sitting through endless previews and commercials, the movie finally starts. We cheer out loud. We're hushed. We tell our hushers to shut up. Then, the girls in front of us start texting non-stop and after about 20 minutes of this,we've had enough. So of course, we start to throw popcorn at them. Seriously. They take our helpful suggestion and leave. Then we're left to watch the movie in relative peace, but of course we respond during the appropriate scenes by laughing, crying, and suitable exclamations. We enjoyed it, and everyone else in the group cried except for me-which concerns me a bit as I'm usually the biggest cry baby. I'm not sure what this means...oh well, have another Cosmo and fuhgeddabouit. Oh, and the texting girls we lobbed popcorn at? We found them hanging outside the theater after the movie, still texting away. We heckled them some more (by loudly discussing amongst each other about what loser would go to a movie and just hang outside and text or maybe they were little girls worried about being out past curfew) and they looked nervous and quickly walked away. Older bitchez FTW! Thing is, I have no idea what got into us. We're normally a polite group of professional ladies and 5 of our group are teachers. Also, this is a group of people I've met at church, so, go figure. Perhaps this is not exactly what Jesus would do, but we had fun anyway. And isn't that what it's all about?
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Dear America,
Please to be stopping your shooting rampages of late.
Seriously, every fucking time I open a web browser, I'm informed of a new shooting. It's really embarrassing, so if you could stop doing that, it would be fabulous. While we all complain of how our Prez has ruined the global image of Americans (it's true, he has), you are not helping either with your insistence that it is a constitutional, God-given right for you to own an AK-47 and shoot whoever the fuck pisses you off, whenever you feel like it.
Kthxbai.
No Love,
Belle
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So, finally got my copy of a local expat magazine here in Tokyo, and behold, there is my article. It's nothing big, but it's a start. Still, I can't help but be little miffed that the spelling has been Anglicized, as the editor is British. I know that's the way these things go, but still...I'm an American-why must my words be twisted to make me appear as someone I'm not? Yes, I realize I may be overreacting. Feel free to smack me. Again. I seem to need it apparently. Tags: japan, life, writing
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Yesterday, just of east of Tokyo in the commuter suburb of Chiba a young Englishwoman was found murdered. To top it all off, the Japanese police literally let the suspect run away right in front of their eyes. He has not yet been caught.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/worldnews.html?in_article_id=444841&in_page_id=1811&ct=5
This has been the talk of the English language media here, but has gone virtually unreported in Japanese media outside of a few bits and pieces of info, which interestingly seem to contradict one another. I'm loathe to make assumptions but I guess that because she's not Japanese she simply doesn't matter.
It's a loaded judgement to make, and it's not one I make lightly, but I do feel I have justification. There have been a number of incidents of criminal behavior from foreign suspects and they're reported on ad infinitum in the press. Just last week an American man was arrested on suspicion of murdering his Japanese ex-wife and this was covered relentlessly. I'm certainly not defending him if he was the one who committed the crime, but a foreign woman murdered by a Japanese merits little or no coverage.
So okay, she was and I am a minority here, and I can't help but wonder is that what it feels like for minorities in the U.S. If the victim isn't white, it seems it doesn't matter as much in America, and here it seems if the victim wasn't Japanese then it's not very important either.
I guess I'm just stunned because our situations are not that dissimilar.
Current Location: bed
Current Music: Tori Amos-Cornflake Girl
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