I joined the joyous frenzy of flag-waving when the Emperor concluded his 80th birthday message. His majesty and the princesses left the display window, and, only then, did I realize that the flag was no longer attached to its stick.
An inexplicable fetish. And not my first time. And again 3 years ago.
Which reminds me, does anyone want to cheer the Emperor for his birthday? It’s Dec 23, free, and there will be princesses.
For those unmoved by emperors and princesses, one of the most re-assuring and pleasurable sites at the Emperor’s address on January 2 of each year is the extravagant display of uniformed protection. With his yellow analog megaphone, white gloves, and pillowy lips, this policeman is welcome to tell me what to do.