I open with a joke …
Kim Jong-Il, a comfort woman forced into sexual slavery and an American congressman without his head up his ass are walking down the boulevard when a shiny 500 yen coin rains down from the sky and lands 5 meters in front of them. Who gets to it first?
Are you ready for this? It’s Kim Jong-Il! The other two don’t exist!
I hope you laughed. I had to cancel a conference call with the other Asian leaders while I tried to think of someone who was real. Chalk it up to jokesmith’s block.
Chuckles aside, America’s at it again. So intimidated by my country’s elite status that they are resorting to dredging up old lies about what went on behind closed doors, under the table, in the doorway, then back behind closed doors for a rousing encore.
America just can’t seem to grasp the fact that 200,000 young women simultaneously decided to abandon their lives in other parts of Asia with the hopes of sheathing the swords of the Emperor’s warriors. What can I say? We look good in uniform. I can understand how Americans would have trouble getting this concept. You Abercrombie-clad globules of fat aren’t exactly getting anyone all hot and bothered.
If anything, we should be suing the comfort women for reparations. Our best and brightest took pity on these sex-deprived girls and kindly serviced their needs without asking for anything in return. It was this kindness and sense of duty that led to the downfall of Japan in WWII. Time that could have been spent entering strategic positions and shooting off missiles was instead spent….well, entering strategic positions and shooting off missiles.
