Isaka World Part 7- 死神の浮力 (Buoyancy of Death)

Diving right back into Isaka world, part 7: The Reaper returns.
Shinigami no Furyoku is a sequel (spinoff?) to Shinigami no Seido, The Accuracy of Death. They both feature a shinigami (agent of death, reaper, whatever you’d like to call him) named Chiba who does work as a death investigator. His job is to make contact with and follow a person in the human world who is scheduled to die for seven days and send in a “Yes” or “No” report to his higher ups in the underground. If he sends a yes, the person dies on the 8th day, but if he sends a no, they continue to live. That said, most people get a “yes.”

The first book was a collection of short stories featuring Chiba and his work, but Shinigami no Furyoku is a full-length novel, and focuses more on moving along the plot and digging deeper into the psyche of the human characters of the story. And boy, what a story this one was.

The Yamanobes are a couple who have lost their young daughter to a manipulative psychopathic killer, and the novel starts with Chiba meeting them on the day the killer’s trial sentence- he is acquitted and found not guilty. This is the start of his sick game of dominance, and their quest for true vengeance.

Shinigami no Furyoku really reminded me a lot of The Lovely Bones. The ironic, satisfying end was also quite similar but still enjoyable.

What also makes this series enjoyable is how Chiba acts around humans. Generally, he does his job to the fullest, but he has no interest in humans and their doings aside from his job. He uses strange, out of date phrases and acts like he’s seen things that happened hundreds of years ago first hand (because he has, but the humans don’t know that.) His only motivation is music, with which he is obsessed to the point where it often is used in some way within the plot to make him inadvertently help or hinder his human subjects.  Also, it’s still always raining when he works.

It’s not my most favorite Isaka book, but it was still fun to read. It was kind of fascinating reading the parts about fearing death (or not) and the group mentality of dealing with a psychopath.

Quote of the day: (Chiba, on wanting to listen to music when a serious car chase is happening)
“So, if we take care of this, can I listen to it then?”


Current Isaka Count: 21/33


Isaka World Part 6 – Modern Times

Goodness, I’ve really fallen behind. I finished this book in April, and we’re already well into June. A lot has happened, but for now let me catch up with the books I’ve read.

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So this is one of the longer, more intimidating Isaka books I’ve read so far. It comes sold in two parts, as two separate books. The tittle is Modern Times. The story takes place in the future where people are vaguely still aware of the Beatles but nobody is sure what kind of music they played.

The protagonist is a 29 year old computer programmer who is pursued by dangerous people after he types a few keywords (related to a certain incident) into a search engine together. In the process, he learns about the oppressive power of the “systems” of our society and also of the monopoly of information and surveillance.

The novel borders a few genres, including a little science fiction, mystery, thriller, and horror. The horror being more of a “wow, that’s kind of creepy” kind of horror, due to the fact that in the end, the world continues its spiral into further systemizing society.

Some parts of the book parallel themes happening lately in the political sphere, regarding propaganda, false news, cover-ups and the like; it wasn’t a far stretch to compare it to real life. It was really creepy reading this post-2016 US presidential election, considering this was written back in 2008.

My dog-eared quotes from the book:

“In other words, even murder becomes legal if a government wishes to make it so, in order to make its power last longer. It’s not for the citizens. It’s all for the state.”

“Marriage is patience first, compromise second, no three or four, and survival fifth. Being married to my extremely suspicious wife, my getting closer to another woman means I have failed in this survival, and this means death. Not metaphorically. Literally.”

“I’m not talking about war. It’s bigger than that. Dictators and leaders could be called heroes from certain points of view. Countries and societies have cycled around the concept of certain types of heroes. Sometimes it led to war. And those wars led to advancements in science and technology. ”
“But because of war, science and technology were also used for destructive purposes.”
“Exactly. Destruction brings things back into action. The one thing that any animal or country needs to avoid is stagnation. Not changing or moving is close to death.”

“What, why the long face?” said Kayoko. “You said it yourself. People aren’t born for some grand purpose. So why not start doing something for a smaller goal?”

「勇気は彼女が」 と妻の佳代子を指差した。「彼女が持っている。俺がなくしたりしないように。」
“Do you have the courage?”
“She’s got it,” I said, pointing to my wife, Kayoko. “She’s holding it for me so I don’t lose it.”

Current Isaka Count: 20/32

Atlas Shrugged

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Goodness, this book was a doozy.

I’ve been reading it since the end of last year and finally finished it today, so it took about two to three complete months of concentrated reading. I read every word until John Galt’s infamous rant and ended up skimming that halfway through because at that point, I was more interested in how the story was going to end than Rand’s philosophy, which I got quite a pretty good handle of by the end of the first act. I may go back to reread that formidable rant someday.

I feel a bit of triumph and accomplishment, but am also extremely exhausted from reading Atlas Shrugged. Give extra credit to Ayn Rand for creating a fascinating story wrapped snugly around her life philosophy, which is unforgivingly logical and thorough, and hard to argue against. My next goal is to find a counterargument against Objectivism that is just as unforgivingly logical as her, just to balance things out.
One issue I had with with the book itself is that some parts were just a tad too long-winded and repetitive. (I’m looking at you, John Galt!)

I can see why people are so divided over Ayn Rand, they seem to either worship or hate her based on how much of her philosophy they agree with.

For me, the story itself was actually quite fun to read.

Dagny is a cool character, and I’m glad that Ayn Rand’s longest novel had an imperfect and independent female protagonist running the show.

Plot-wise, it gave me a feeling similar to Anna Karenina, where it’s like watching a train wreck (literally, too!) that you know is going to happen, but can’t keep from watching. Plus, being from Ayn Rand, it also came with that feeling of security I get when watching superhero movies where I know the hero will prevail no matter how bad things get.  Minus the rant, the pacing was just right, I felt that everything said had its place in the story.

I hadn’t read Ayn Rand since we were required to read the Anthem in High School, but I’m glad I got a refresher, and this is probably one of the longest novels I’ve read to date.

Isaka World, Part 5 終末のフール(The End’s Fool)

Well, I sure did not expect to read another apocalyptic story since I stumbled across Alas, Babylon years ago in my local public library, (Which I especially liked, and which fully fulfilled me enough not to need any more similar stories in the future) but props to Isaka Kotaro for this interesting collection of short stories.

They take place in pre-apocalyptic Sendai, Japan, following the lives of a bunch of different residents of an apartment building two and a half years before a meteor is expected to crash into Earth, thus ending the world completely.

Interestingly enough, the story takes place before the destruction and also after the initial “end of the world panic” occurs. It’s a sort of weird peaceful time where people are still wary, but weary enough not to cause any trouble.

The book had a light but melancholic feel to it, and was the right mixture of hopeful, dreadful, suspenseful, and depressing.

It’s about the survivors still alive at that point in time, and the lives they’ve lived since the meteor was announced. Rather than big adventures or rescue missions, it’s just people living and surviving, in a terrible situation, making everyday choices. There are a few tense moments, like the brothers trying to get revenge on a TV announcer and his family by holding them at gunpoint, but there’s also the old couple awaiting their estranged daughter coming home, and a couple who need to decide whether they should have their baby or not with the future so bleak.

Whether people would really calm down after a few years of knowing that the world is going to end is extremely debatable, considering how people tend to freak out over the world ending in real life, but I found the stories all enjoyable, and they all have their little twists near the end, as usual.

The chapter titles are all stylized to use the same phonetic katakana pattern, which of course sounds awful in English but clever in Japanese:
The End’s Fool
The Sun Sticker
The Sieged Building (Beer?)
the Hibernating Girl
The Steel Wool
The Celestial Night
The Play’s All
The Deep-Sea Pole

…See what I mean? It was actually the title that made me take so long to read this particular Isaka book, because every time I saw it, it confused me. フール? It looks like pool and full, both of which make it incomprehensible, and even if you know it means fool, it still doesn’t make any sense until you finish the story.

From 週末のフール(The End’s Fool)
“Dad, what do you even think it means to be smart? Good grades, or going to a good school? Status? That’s what you think, right? That’s fine, I’ll get all of those. You’re an idiot. That’s why my brother is so unhappy, because you’re so stupid.” As if she were pointing out a criminal, she raised her finger at me and said in a wild voice, “My brother can do even bigger things.”

From 深海のポール(The Deep Sea Pole)
“Surviving, I don’t think it’s that logical, like people are chosen, or that there’s categories that decide whether you’re chosen or not. I think it’s something more desperate.”
“Panicking, struggling, agonizing…I think that’s probably what surviving is more like, really.”

Current Isaka Count: 19/32


Isaka World, Part 4- The Monkey King

Before I go off on Star Wars again, let’s take a short trip back to Isaka World, shall we?

I read his novel, SOSの猿 (The SOS Monkey).
Like the cover implies, yes, it is a bit chaotic.

To be honest, it wasn’t my most favorite of his works. It’s still low key mystery/suspense but has a half-comical, half-serious kind of atmosphere that is really hard to describe. With a catholic exorcist, the monkey king, guerrilla acapella singers, a software engineer, and a huge problem with stocks, it’s hard to imagine what kind of story it is just from the synopsis.

Written during his “Don’t give a rat’s ass” period, it is one of those books where he just wrote whatever he wanted to write, so it’s not written to please the audience, in a good way.

It’s a bit similar (and written right after) Aru King, where he connected the story to Shakespeare’s Macbeth, except this time, he’s completely referencing Journey to the West. Yes, Journey to the West. Chinese literature that I haven’t read yet.

If you’re not familiar with Journey to the west, remember that the Manga/Anime Dragonball (the original, where Goku is still small) is also loosely based off of it.

Unfortunately, any references I further make in this post will be using the Japanese names of the Chinese characters.

From information I’ve gathered online, Journey to the west is the story of the Buddhist priest Sanzo Houshi, who has three disciples:
Son Goku (The Monkey King),
Cho Hakkai (the pig/boar), and
Sa Gojo (the water sprite).

They all have some kind of issue (too violent, too gluttonous, etc) that needs to be fixed, and have shenanigans together on their journey to the west. That’s all I know.

Also, Goku has a long stick, a cloud to fly on that only those pure of heart are able to ride, and is able to create copies of himself by taking a piece of his fur and blowing on it.

I was about half confused throughout the first 60% of the story, which takes place in modern day Japan and follows about three different narrators talking about two different people who haven’t met yet. It jumps around from character to character, narrator to narrator until you’re not sure who’s actually telling what story anymore.

Then, little by little, things begin to piece together (as most of Isaka’s books do) and by the end, you get to enjoy looking at everything fit nicely like a jigsaw puzzle in retrospect.

It really is too bad that I’m not familiar with Journey to the West, because I’m sure there were things I missed because of it. I was able to read it through, especially near the end, when things got really exciting and the huge twist was revealed.

My favorite quotes this time were:

“In a story, when the narrator says something, it becomes the truth. If he says there is a demon, there is a demon, and if he says that the chief of general affairs of a stock trading company is the Ox-King, that chief must be the Ox-King.” pg 88

“Stars exist on their own, but can look like a lion or a crane from far away, right? Just like that, some things that seem to be coincidences, when looked at from a wider viewpoint, have a much bigger meaning.” pg304

“That’s the power of a story. Sometimes, they save people.” pg 212

That last quote is, in a sense, the moral of the story.

Current Isaka Novel Count:



一点の差 (One Point Difference)

Current Events: 

1. ‘Tis the time of Christmas/End of Year Parties and slightly snowy mornings, also known as the time of year you really have to be careful when driving in the morning. It’s also become that time of year when taking a shower at my house becomes an internal battle between wanting to be clean and surviving bare feet on half-frozen tiles. Onsen are such a blessing; I’m so glad we have a lot of good ones in this town.

2. My Kanji Kentei results came back in November and left me close to tears, as out of the 140 points I needed for a passing score, my score was…139. The pain of missing it by only one point was both heartbreaking and extremely frustrating. And yet, in true masochistic fashion, I continue my long, arduous journey in becoming a Kanji Master. (The next test will be in January.)

3. Learning how to play Christmas songs on the guitar. (As of now, my entire repertoire is Jingle Bells and Edelweiss.) I wish the ukulele was as deep and loud as a guitar, so I wouldn’t have to worry about messing up G and D and getting sore fingertips on my left hand, but on the other hand, it sounds so nice and is easy to sing along with.

4. Been working on more and bigger translation jobs, little by little. Also been able to translate articles and websites! There’s still a lot to learn, but I feel like I’m getting closer  with every job I finish. My sleeping time has suffered a bit from this, though. Weekend recovery time is crucial.

5. Joined the health boxing tournament for the third time this year. I was able to snatch a win (and a nice-fight trophy, too!) and keep my champion title!

6: Been catching a lot of colds, about once a month for the past three months. December’s hasn’t come yet, and I hope it doesn’t end up like last year when the whole family got influenza on new year’s day. That was an incident that should never be repeated, ever.

7: Read The Lovely Bones while recovering from one of above mentioned colds. Points to Alice Sebold for creating a super creepy villain that dies a very ironic and slightly humorous death, amongst the great amount of angst and drama within the story. I thought for a while that the story would end without him being caught, but chalk that up to my usual bad literary predictions. Props to the author for the very detailed yet unexpected foreshadowing.

8: Also reread Isaka Kotaro’s Grasshopper in commemoration of its move to the big screen. It was an okay movie, but some of the action was a little corny and the bad guys were watered down to semi-bad instead of dirty, rotten, shouldn’t be allowed to breathe the same air as decent human beings-bad. But the wasp assassin subplot was done very nicely. I really want them to continue the series and make Maria Beetle into a movie too, because who wouldn’t want to watch a movie about assassins fighting on a bullet train?


Wherein the Reader Expresses Her Thoughts Regarding the Tragic Hero, Don Quixote

Just finished Don Quixote (By Miguel de Cervantes) after quite a few months of on and off reading, including a period of not reading for so long I had to start again from the beginning. My boss recommended it after I asked for for something a little less tragic after reading Anna Karenina. It’s funny and lighthearted he said. You’ll laugh, he said.

My first impression was that Don Quixote is a very sad character, and my final impression is that the book should be labeled a tragedy. A tragedy in which a depressed middle aged man with a bad case of dementia or some other neurological issue, goes out on a journey to be a knight only to be mocked and used by the people he meets, before dying unhappily with a clear mind in regret of what he’s done.

Somehow, I couldn’t laugh along with the other characters at the Don’s eccentricities, in fact, the more the story continued, the more sorry I felt for him. And the other characters just seemed more and more cruel.

If there was one thing I really enjoyed, it was reading the chapter titles, such as

“Of the Wonderful Things the Incomparable Don Quixhote Said He Saw in the Profound Cave of Montesinos, the Impossibility and Magnitude of Which Cause This Adventure to Be Aprocryphal.”


“Wherein Are Related Some Trifling Matters, as Trivial as They Are Necessary to the Right Understanding of This Great History”


Chapter LXX: Which Follows Chapter Sixty-Nine and Deals with Matters Indispensable for the Clear Comprehension of This History.”

My favorite quote, demonstrating Don Quixote’s true nature among his “madness”:

Don Quixote and Sancho withdrew to the knight’s room, and there Don Quixote gave his squire advice about governing. He admonished him to be a champion of virtue always, to strive to know himself and not to puff himself up like a peacock, whose feathers, he bade him remember, were fine, but who had ugly feet.

Also, the saddest sentence ever:

The physician was of the same opinion as the curate and Don Quixote’s other friends: that melancholy and unhappiness were the cause of the present state of his health.

Overall, the writing was pretty good, if not a little choppy through translation. Eventually, I’d like to try reading the original in its own language, as I’m sure it would flow much better in Spanish. The humor, though, I only found in the chapter titles. Perhaps I wasn’t reading it with the right mindset.

So I Read Go Set a Watchman, and…

Now the hot, muggy Japanese summer is upon us, and school is winding down. Thus, more books!  Here is the first:

Go Set a Watchman: A Novel, by Harper LeeUS_cover_of_Go_Set_a_Watchman

The second is Kramer vs. Kramer: a Novel, which I will write about later.

I find the way they both have “A Novel” as a subtitle…a bit condescending? As if to wash away any doubt that it could have been based on a true story. Keep them guessing, publishers. You don’t have to baby us. Also, there are so many other cool catch phrases you could have used instead. Why miss the chance?

I was excited about Go Set a Watchman from the moment I read it would be published a few months ago. The wait was excruciating. It first caught my eye because…

1) It’s Harper Lee’s second book, after many years of only one published novel.

2) Something being published now that was probably written decades ago

3) Apparently, it was the first draft of To Kill a Mockingbird, and a sequel to it.

Which are all obviously some really good bait.

So wow, I wasn’t sure what to expect. I wasn’t too overoptimistic either, and was pleasantly surprised and enjoyed it very much (I read it in two days, out of excitement.) It probably helps that Scout is now close to my age now, and had some interesting things to say, and in a snappy way.

Things I liked about it:  (SPOILER ALERT!)
1) Scout growing from a tomboy to a lady, but keeping that lovely personality and curiosity and THAT MOUTH of hers.
2) Scout as a working woman in the big city.
3) Scout and her bantering with Hank. Very nice dialogue.

4) ATTICUS.  Oh, ATTICUS.  My two cents on him in this novel: I consider it human that he could be imperfect (aren’t we all?) and that it also makes him a better and more realistic character. The way he changed (or perhaps he was always like that, and only Scout’s view of him changed) also made sense and was relatable, especially when I think about my own parents and grandparents and how their generations definitely have lines drawn and thoughts and notions that other generations like mine may not agree with (and in some cases, find repulsive. Sometimes I listen and have to repress my
“Wow, do you realize that what you’re saying is actually quite racist /homophobic/ sexist/ xenophobic” remarks to them.) So, points to Lee for doing that, I thought that was one of the awesome points of the novel. It would have been really interesting if it had been left there in To Kill a Mockingbird, though. Imagine that.

5) The prom story (you know the one), which was hilarious.

Things that surprised me:
1) JEM.
2) Lack of Boo Radley. He must have been added in later.
3) There were a lot of explicit and implicit politics going in in this book, and the general political stance seems a bit different than To Kill a Mockingbird. Not completely, but definitely a little bit.

My favorite quotes:

”She was almost in love with him. No, that’s impossible, she thought: either you are or you aren’t. Love’s the only thing in this world that is unequivocal. There are different kinds of love, certainly, but it’s a you-do or you-don’t proposition with them all. She was a person who, when confronted with an easy way out, always took the hard way. The easy way out of this would be to marry Hank and let him labor for her. After a few years, when the children were waist-high, the man would come along whom she should have married in the first place. There would be searchings of hearts, fevers, and frets, long looks at each other on the post office steps, and misery for everybody.”

Hank: “Well, as a general rule, most women, before they’ve got ’em, present to their men smiling, agreeing faces. They hide their thoughts. You now, when you’re feeling hateful, honey, you are hateful.”
Jean Louise: “Isn’t it fairer for a man to be able to see what he’s letting himself in for?”
Hank: “Yes, but don’t you see you’ll never catch a man that way?”

“First,” he said dispassionately, “hold your tongue. Don’t argue with a man, especially when you know you can beat him. Smile a lot. Make him feel big. Tell him how wonderful he is, and wait on him.” She smiled brilliantly and said, “Hank, I agree with everything you’ve said. You are the most perspicacious individual I’ve met in years, you are six feet five, and may I light your cigarette? How’s that?” “Awful.” They were friends again.

“Well,” said Jean Louise, “it takes considerable getting used to. I hated it for two years. It intimidated me daily until one morning when someone pushed me on a bus and I pushed back. After I pushed back I realized I’d become a part of it.”
“Pushing, that’s what they are. They have no manners up there,” said Claudine. “They have manners, Claudine. They’re just different from ours. The person who pushed me on the bus expected to be pushed back. That’s what I was supposed to do; it’s just a game. You won’t find better people than in New York.”

“You’re color blind, Jean Louise,” he said. “You always have been, you always will be. The only difference you see between one human and another are differences in looks and intelligence and character and the like. You’ve never been prodded to look at people as a race, and now that race is the burning issue of the day, you’re still unable to think racially. You see only people.

Lastly, the reason why I think that, though racist, Atticus is still a good father:

“Well, I certainly hoped a daughter of mine’d hold her ground for what she thinks is right–stand up to me first of all”

Dear publishers, here’s the subtitle I would have used: To Set a Watchman: Battle of the Generations.