私は現在、この素晴らしき日の出ずる国 (land of the rising sun) に暮らしている鬼です。――おや、「アメリカに鬼などいるものか」と眉をひそめられましたか? ええ、いるのですよ、これが。ただ、日本の由緒正き鬼の方々とは、いささかサイズや容姿、日頃の習慣や文化が異なっておりますがね。まあ、そのあたりの差異は、人間同士の違いと大差ありません。
I suppose it is customary in these situations to offer some sort of greeting or explanation, but I, being a rather clumsy American ogre, have never been one for formalities.
Nonetheless, as you the gentle Japanese reader, have been kind enough to spend a few moments (likely on your smartphone while you pretend to work) on this blog, I shall offer my humble introductions.
I am an Ogre residing in your lovely country (yes, there are ogres in America too, but we differ a bit from our Japanese cousins in size, shape, custom and culture – not unlike humans in that regard).
Nowadays, I suspect many Japanese people are well informed on American customs and culture but, it is my humble opinion that most of this is presented as rather orthodox view, which is to say whatever recent NHK broadcast has stated, “This is what is happening in America.”
While this might give a certain version, more palatable for the Japanese viewer, of what is going on in “The States,” I would submit that it is often only a partial story and largely a sanitized version of the truth.
To give a practical example, I suspect that if you asked a given Japanese person about something, “over there in America,” then they might respond with something like,
“Well, of course Hawaii is very nice. And…and…I’d like to see New York and ummm…well, there’s Texas I think that’s also nearby?”
Aka-oni: “No. It’s not. You would have to drive for 3 days straight to get there.”
Japanese Person: “Drive? Don’t you have trains?”
Aka-oni: “Well…no, not really. But it’s easier to just take a flight.”
Japanese Person: “Oh, I see. But then, once you get there you can take a local train, right?”
Aka-oni: “No. Not at all, I’m afraid.”
Japanese Person: “Oh, I see…but the American BBQ is quite good I hear?”
Aka-oni: “It’s marvelous. And easily three times the portions you would expect. Don’t worry, you can ask for a “doggy bag” even if you don’t have a dog.”
At any rate, although the marvels of machine translation have done a great deal to dispel these strange misconceptions between America and Japan, there still remains a sense among the keener observers among the land of the rising sun that perhaps the general presentation of “American Stuff” is not entirely accurate.
Well, as a means of thanks to the wonderful people here, and from the unbiased position as an ogre, I have compiled these chronicles to help clear the air and give a glimpse of the American Ogre perspective.